Chapter 82 Both of them were drugged
For a moment, the room fell into silence.
However, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao looked at each other again and immediately asked the women to leave.
Then the two of them poured a glass of wine and handed it to Chu Yanzhen and Feng Yizhou.
Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "I'm really sorry, you two. I didn't think it through. Since you don't like those women, let's just finish our last drink!"
Li Ruochu glanced at Feng Yizhou who was sitting on the sofa and saw that his face was flushed and his eyes were a little blurry.
Feng Yizhou is already drunk and is afraid that he cannot drink this glass of wine.
From the moment she came in, she had sensed that these two old guys wanted to deliberately control Feng Yizhou and Chu Yanzhen.
He had just wanted to send the woman into their arms, and this time he might want to take advantage of their drunkenness to do something to them.
Her heart tightened, and she walked forward without hesitation, reaching out to take the wine glass handed to her by Mr. Zhang.
"Mr. Zhang, our Mr. Feng is a little drunk. How about I drink this glass of wine for him?" Li Ruochu said in a clear voice.
Mr. Zhang's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The plump cheeks are filled with wrinkles, making him look like a cunning fox.
"Oh, Secretary Li is really considerate!"
He spoke in a drawn-out tone, with a hint of sarcasm and ill intent in his words.
When Mr. Zhao saw this, a trace of calculation flashed in his eyes, and he calmly poured another glass of wine for Mr. Zhang: "Since you are blocking the wine for Mr. Feng, you can't just let it go like this!"
He spoke in a sarcastic tone, his eyes scanning Li Ruochu, "Secretary Li, how about you and Mr. Zhang have a drink together?"
As soon as the words fell, the air in the box seemed to freeze instantly, and the atmosphere became increasingly weird.
Although Feng Yizhou was drunk, he was still conscious.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and his originally stern face darkened instantly.
"Wedding wine?" He raised his eyebrows, his voice low and cold, uttering these three words word by word.
Chu Yanzhen, who was standing by, was also a little drunk, his cheeks flushed, but his eyes were still clear.
Seeing Li Ruochu being embarrassed, he stood up shakily, his steps were a little unsteady, but he said firmly: "The two bosses came over and wanted us to have one last drink together. Why not let me drink with Secretary Li?"
Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao have been working in the business world for many years, so they naturally have their own dignity and methods.
They looked at each other, a hint of pride flashing in their eyes.
In their view, these younger generations will eventually have to bow to interests.
However, they underestimated Feng Yizhou and Chu Yanzhen.
Chu Yanzhen said no more, strode forward and took the wine glass from Mr. Zhang's hand.
Then he grabbed Li Ruochu's wrist and brought her to his side.
Just when everyone thought they were going to drink the glass of wine, Feng Yizhou suddenly and swiftly snatched Li Ruchu's glass, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and not a drop of wine was left.
He put down his wine glass, his eyes as cold as a knife, and looked directly at Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao opposite him: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhao, how is it?"
Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao looked at Feng Yizhou's cold face and felt a chill running up from the soles of their feet to their hearts.
My body began to tremble involuntarily.
They couldn't help but wonder: Did this man discover something?
"Boss Feng is truly a real man. We both admire him. We hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the future!"
Mr. Zhang pretended to be calm and forced a smile, but he felt uneasy in his heart.
"No need to be happy!" Feng Yizhou's tone was extremely cold, his voice seemed to come from an ice cellar, without a trace of emotion.
Mr. Zhao's expression instantly became stiff, and the smile on his face froze: "What does Mr. Feng mean?"
An ominous feeling welled up in his heart.
"You two know what you put in the wine, right? Do you want to use this to threaten us?"
Feng Yizhou's eyes were sharp as he spoke word by word.
Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao's hearts.
When Li Ruochu heard this, his eyes widened with disbelief.
No wonder he snatched the wine away just now, it turns out he already knew there was something wrong with the wine.
But if you know there is danger, why do you still drink it?
"Mr. Feng!" Li Ruochu quickly reached out to support the staggering Feng Yizhou.
The moment I touched his arm, I felt a burning sensation. "I'll take you to the hospital!"
However, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao immediately stepped forward to block their way.
President Zhao's face was gloomy and full of displeasure: "What are you talking about, President Feng? It's just for a woman, and you don't even care about the interests of the company?"
There was anger and threat in his voice, as if reminding Feng Yizhou of the huge benefits of cooperating with them.
Feng Yizhou ripped open the third button of his collar, his movements filled with uncontrollable anxiety, and a suppressed groan escaped from his Adam's apple as it rolled.
"Secretary Li is more important than the company's interests!"
Li Ruochu felt a burning pain from the force of his grip on her wrist, but when she heard those words, a sharp sour feeling rose in her nose.
Once, he blocked Shen Yubai’s drinking until he had stomach bleeding, and the man just nonchalantly said, “Don’t drink too fast next time.”
At this moment, there was a flame burning in Feng Yizhou's bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to drown her in this hot tenderness.
Mr. Zhang slammed his fat palm on the mahogany coffee table, causing ripples in the red wine in the goblet: "Mr. Chu, this is a cooperation that can double your performance!"
Mr. Zhao loosened his tie, revealing the dark red wine stains on his neck, and tried to put pressure on him in the tone of a senior: "Young man, don't ruin things because of a momentary impulse."
Chu Yanzhen, who was sitting next to him, opened his lips slightly and said, "Don't you two know the methods of our Chu family?"
Before he finished speaking, the sound of uniform leather shoes was heard outside the box, and more than 20 bodyguards in black filed in.
The black suit had a cold and hard luster under the light, and the faintly visible metal object at the waist reflected a signal of danger.
Feng Yizhou suddenly staggered and held onto the wine cabinet. He tilted his head and gave Li Ruchu a twisted smile, his forehead already soaked with cold sweat.
"Take these two old guys out!" Feng Yizhou said slowly.
Li Ruochu, who was standing aside, was surprised to find that the tip of his ear was abnormally red, and the body temperature through his shirt almost burned his palm.
"Boss Feng!" Boss Zhang roared, "Are you crazy? Don't you want the billion-dollar order?"
This usually dignified business tycoon now had veins bulging on his forehead, looking like a plucked rooster.
Feng Yizhou's neck blood vessels throbbed, and he said to the bodyguards, "Take him out!"
After the two old guys were taken out, Chu Yanzhen's secretary also came in.
"Secretary Liu, come here quickly. Your president has been poisoned. Send him to the hospital immediately!" Li Ruochu's voice was trembling.
If they dare to drug Chu Yanzhen and Feng Yizhou, the days of those two old guys may be numbered.
"It's too late!" Chu Yanzhen suddenly let out a suppressed roar, and his usually gentle face was now flushed.
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