No matter what kind of alcohol it is, as long as it is liquor and beer mixed together, the ethanol from the liquor will be quickly absorbed, making it very easy to get drunk and almost everyone will vomit.
It not only hurts the stomach but also the liver.
Chen Dao had dealt with Maozi for a year when he was in Heihe, and he knew Maozi's weakness in drinking.
It may be due to racial differences. Even though they can drink alcohol, they will get drunk once liquor and beer are mixed in.
In this regard, the Chinese are more patient than them.
Therefore, Chen Dao went on the court and attacked the opponent's vital points directly. His intention was not to make the Russians go under the table in two or three rounds and be done with him.
Andreevich thought to himself, I was wondering why he brought up a few bottles just now. It turns out he was looking for death.
They think drinking this kind of drink called Yosh is a suicidal act.
But after drinking two glasses, Chen Dao not only did not die but was also fine. He looked at them with a smile on his face, and was afraid that they could not reach him, so he gently placed the two bottles of beer in front of them.
Andreevich and Byelitsev looked at each other.
"For the honor of the country." After saying this, Beritsev bit off the beer cap and poured the white wine into the glass at the same time, then drank it all in one gulp.
Andreevich did not hesitate and poured a glass of wine into his stomach.
After drinking this glass of wine, it was like a raging sea.
Andreevich, who usually loved wine more than his own mother, suddenly realized that wine was not a good thing.
It's so uncomfortable. I guess drinking poison is about the same feeling.
After drinking the wine, both of them were in a daze and were in danger of falling down in the next second.
But both of them tried hard to keep their balance and not fall down.
Beritsev only had one belief left to support him. In fact, he could no longer tell the directions, and didn't know where he was.
His biggest thought right now was to have a bed, lie down comfortably and sleep forever.
But the paradox is that there is a voice in his heart telling him: Don’t lie down, you have to hold on.
Andreevich was in the same situation. He was slightly better off than Beritsev, at least he still had some clarity of mind.
Chen Dao chuckled when he saw that the two men were still able to sit still.
Pretty strong! We are all warriors.
Since the enemy refuses to surrender, destroy him.
"Are you guys okay? If not, don't force yourself. Don't ruin your health and end up drinking yourself into an idiot."
After the translator finished translating, Beritsev said nothing, because his tongue was no longer under the control of his brain and he could not speak clearly.
Andreevich could still control his tongue.
"I'm...okay!"
Chen Daoyi curled his lips and said, "Your name is Andreevich, right? Look at how you've been jumping around these past two days. You're jumping around faster than a flea. I thought you were a big drinker. You've seen it clearly. Don't deny it later."
So, under the gazes of Andreevich and Belitsev, Chen Dao drank two more glasses of Yosh.
Then he made a gesture of invitation.
The little bit of faith in Beritsev's heart collapsed. He could no longer control his body and shrunk under the table.
More than ten thousand polar bears flashed through Andreevich's mind.
But no matter how many polar bears flew by, he could not stop himself from drinking the wine. He knew that after this glass of wine, his reputation as the undefeated god of wine would be like a passing cloud and would no longer exist.
At this time, he thought of the miserable people of Asan, Yuenan and Chaoxian who had been bullied by him, and a sentence he learned in China came to his mind: God has its own way.
Andreevich gritted his teeth and raised the wine glass with trembling hands. At this moment, he felt so powerless, as if the wine glass in his hand weighed a thousand pounds.
Andreevich had no experience of how he drank this glass of wine, because he fell down after drinking it.
At this point, there was only one person left at the table, plus a person chewing on a sausage next to him.
He had finished eating the peanuts, and Wan Feng was biting the sausage piece by piece.
The entire Soviet delegation was carried back to the hotel one by one.
When the Soviets were being carried away, Chen Dao was still drinking by himself.
"Don't you want to pee?" Wan Feng suddenly asked.
Chen Dao was puzzled: "No urine!"
"I counted for you. You drank over two kilograms of regular liquor and two kilograms of mixed liquor. Even if you drank four kilograms of water, you would pee. How could you not pee? I feel bad for your kidneys."
Chen Dao chuckled: "No matter how much I drink, I won't pee."
The members of the Soviet delegation were carried away collectively, while the members of the Chinese delegation were resurrected collectively. Except for Zhang Huzi and Li Erjin who were really drunk, the rest of them were resurrected perfectly.
The delegation members gathered in a conference room to discuss the next negotiation strategy.
"Xiao Wan! Based on your understanding of dealing with the Russians, what should we do next to occupy a more powerful position?" asked General Chen Hu.
With one day left before the next round of negotiations, the Chinese delegation began to prepare for a rainy day.
"A defeat at the dinner table is a huge blow to the other party. If you don't believe me, just watch tomorrow. They will be as listless as a defeated rooster. No matter what conditions we put forward, they will be unable to resist. However, in order to gain a stronger position and achieve the best results, I think we should give each of them a set of gifts tomorrow."
"Giving gifts? Isn't that inappropriate?"
"It's not a gift, it's a present. These are two completely different concepts. You can just use the excuse of giving a souvenir. Giving a souvenir won't be a mistake, right? Besides, it's a means to an end, and the higher-ups will approve it. The higher-ups can still tell the difference between trading sesame seeds for watermelons. We Chinese have a saying that sums it up well: If you eat someone's food, you're obligated to be grateful; if you take someone's money, you're obligated to be grateful. This also applies to the Russians."
Chen Hu and Zhu Guoxiong thought what Wan Feng said made sense and nodded frequently.
"Xiao Wan! You have experience in this area. What gift do you think would have the greatest effect?"
"The Russians' fondness for crystal is hard to understand. Crystal is a symbol of status and position in their country. We should give each person a set of crystal handicrafts. They also have a strong preference for embroidery, so we should give them some Suzhou embroidery. We should also give them some Japanese-made cameras and some electronic products."
Chen Hu and Zhu Guoxiong gasped: "This, this, this, how much does this cost?"
"During the negotiations the day after tomorrow, you guys insisted that the price of a single Su-27 cannot exceed 35 million. Compared to 35 million dollars, do you think this small gift you gave is money? Also, I heard that General Ishutko of the International Military Cooperation Bureau, who is coming to the other delegation, just had his first grandson turn one month old. If you give him a life-sized stuffed bear, he'll be so moved he'll burst into tears."
Chen Dao and Zhu Guoxiong looked at each other: Is there such a thing?
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