"Okay, okay, I'll join in too."

"If you don't agree, just fight. Come on, let's continue the finger-guessing game."

There was really no barrier between them anymore, and everyone treated Tang Bao as their own family, so they spoke more casually.

Feng Dagang felt relieved and was very happy.

Tang Bao did the same, laughing heartily. "Alright, you're just bullying me, right? Come on, come on, if you all can get me drunk today, I lose. Tomorrow night, after work, I'll treat you all to dinner. No, that's not exciting enough. Next, if I lose again, then tonight I lose. I'll drink as much as you let me drink. For the next week, I'll treat you all to a feast every night. And it's at the God of Cookery Restaurant, you can order whatever you want."

sweat……

The stakes are high.

The God of Cookery Restaurant was not of much interest to Tang Bao, as it was just a place to eat for free. But to these people, it was a place of superiority.

Moreover, winning once means school

How can I keep losing? According to probability, I have to win at least once.

So, everyone was excited.

Therefore, they felt that Tang Bao was just trying to treat everyone to a meal in disguise.

But these rich people are different. Once they make an invitation, they will go to the God of Cookery Restaurant for the whole week.

Wow, what a good person he is.

There is no airs of pretentiousness at all.

I like it. I love it so much.

"Brother Tang, this is yours."

"Yes, Tang Bao, you can't go back on your word. You're a big star."

"I believe the leader will never default on his debt."

"The leader is my idol, how can you doubt him?"

Look, there are some fans of Tang Bao among them.

Tang Bao was also enjoying the game, boasting confidently, "Hey, you guys thought you were going to win? Well, I'll let you have a taste of despair. Haha, I won't lose. Absolutely not."

"So confident?"

“It’s impossible not to lose.”

"Do you understand probability?"

"Boast, keep bragging."

Tang Bao blinked. "Have you forgotten that I'm a prophet? I can predict the future. I know what he's going to do. How can I lose?"

Everyone laughed.

No one would believe what he said.

You're still a prophet? Everyone knew last time that you were the pretentious prince.

That is to say, to deal with Wu Qiang and help...

They thought they had a sure win.

But Tang Bao thought so too.

Of course, he couldn't predict the future. Maybe he could after he became a god, but now, he was just a mortal.

But he has magical skills.

For example, skills like teleportation can not only be used for movement, but can also be used in many aspects.

For example, the speed of the punches when playing finger-guessing games.

He has quick eyes and quick hands.

He can see what Chang Wei does and then he attacks. Moreover, because he is so fast, he often attacks last, but in everyone's eyes, he is the first to attack.

How can you lose if you do this?

Always invincible.

"Six six six..."

The two started playing finger-guessing games.

Everyone was watching.

It's like magic.

Chang Wei lost every time for ten consecutive rounds.

Moreover, there is no chance of a draw.

If you take action, you will lose.

Everyone was very supportive and some people actually stood up to drink for him.

After losing every ten games, Tang Bao laughed heartily and said, "So, are you convinced? Do you want to continue?"

Those who have drunk alcohol are not convinced.

"Let's keep competing. We still have more than 20 people who haven't had a drink yet."

"That's right, Chang Wei, you have to be strong and not let down your guard."

Chang Wei smiled bitterly and said, "You can still let me win. Are you kidding me? You all know how good I am at finger-guessing, but tonight is really weird."

"Come on, Chang Wei, continue. If you lose this time, I'll help you drink."

Feng Dagang was also dumbfounded.

I keep losing, as if I were under a spell.

It's so weird.

So awesome.

It's amazing.

I don't accept it, absolutely not.

He stared at Tang Bao's hand, trying to figure out what was going on.

But it's of no use.

Next, Chang Wei lost again.

"Director Feng..."

Chang Wei could hardly hold back his laughter.

Feng Dagang's alcohol tolerance is not very good.

But now, he had no choice but to drink it.

"Come on, come on, come and help us. We have to get Brother Tang drunk tonight. I won't believe it."

Feng Dagang shouted to the assistant director and producer.

"Yeah, yeah, keep going. If you lose this time, I'll drink too."

Assistant Director Jian Kun.

Producer Weng Di also laughed and said, "Yes, in order to have a good meal for the next week, everyone should join in. We can always win a round."

"Okay, I don't believe it anymore. Let's try again."

Chang Wei rolled up his wrists high.

But it still doesn't make any difference.

In the next five games, Chang Wei still lost.

It's like being possessed by an evil spirit, everything I do I lose.

His face flushed crimson, and he felt too embarrassed to challenge again. Seeing that someone else was helping him drink, he thought to himself, "How about we not compete anymore?"

I have no confidence at all.

He now truly admires Tang Bao.

What do you admire?

I admire your skill in finger-guessing.

I just learned it, and now I win every time...

It's amazing.

Well, he is the child of miracles. If it were someone else, they would definitely question his leniency, but as for Tang Bao, everyone could barely accept it.

Who says he is talented?

Who told him to be creating miracles all the time?

"Compare, why not?"

"What are you afraid of? We'll help you drink."

"That's right, don't be a coward. If you play a few more games, we'll change players. Is that okay, Tang Bao?"

Even Hu Feifei jumped out to cheer.

sweat……

Tang Bao almost fell down.

Damn, how much do you want your man to lose?

But you can't just turn your arm around and not think about your man.

When everyone saw Hu Feifei also jumped out, they immediately became more interested and asked Chang Wei to play five more games.

Needless to say, he lost the next five games.

Never won a single game.

"Okay, okay, I finally figured it out. Chang Wei just wants to get us drunk tonight."

"Exactly, you did this on purpose, right? Go ahead and let me go, haha."

"Anyway, I'm not convinced. Come on, I can also do a few punches, Master, let's have a competition."

Everyone had a great time.

Tang Bao laughed and said, "Oh, you guys are going to play the wheel tactic. You have to make me lose before you stop, right?"

"That's right, we're just annoyed with you. You're too proud of yourself, and we want to beat you."

Hu Feifei said to Yingying again: "Yingying, isn't he too arrogant?"

Yingying was also infected by the atmosphere and nodded. "That's right, he's just too arrogant. Come on, all of you come and compete with him. Today, we must defeat him. We will have a good feast for the next week. Come on."

Feng Dagang also said hello repeatedly.

Everyone agreed.