Gu Shuanghui had once sternly warned his son and daughter not to mess with Si Mingyu. But for Gu Zhanwu and Gu Zhanyan, since they had previously spoken ill of Si Mingyu and were now being bullied by the people around them, they knew they would lose face if they didn't go. How would they survive in the industry in the future?
For children who grew up in Beijing, face is extremely important.
But Gu Zhanyan was also afraid that the matter would get out of hand and make Gu Shuanghui angry, so she didn't listen to the instigation of the second-generation socialite and insisted on the fact that Zhang Ningxi and Lin Shirui had left.
In the club bar.
Gu Zhanwu was clearly here to cause trouble, so he naturally couldn't exchange pleasantries with Si Mingyu first. He directly asked the waiter to bring wine, and poured a glass for himself and Si Mingyu: "As your elder brother, I toast to you. I wish your business will be prosperous and your wealth will flow in."
After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp, and Si Mingyu naturally drank the wine in his glass as well.
"When the elder brother toasts the younger brother, one glass is not enough. We need at least three glasses. This is the rule in our circle." A second-generation man with triangular eyes said.
"There is no such rule in the capital's circle." Si Mingyu replied indifferently.
"But we do have it in our circle." The second generation with triangular eyes grinned.
"What did Brother Zhanwu say?" Si Mingyu looked at Gu Zhanwu.
"I can't take the lead in breaking the rules of the circle, but I will drink the remaining two glasses with my brother." Gu Zhanwu said generously.
The three-drink rule did exist in their circle, but it only stipulated the quantity, not the type of alcohol. Normally, three beers would be enough. But today, Gu Zhanwu had poured 40% proof whiskey, and those three drinks were equivalent to half a bottle.
This was also discussed beforehand. They had already inquired about Si Mingyu's rare drinking habits and guessed he wouldn't be able to hold his liquor, so they immediately served the strong drinks. The plan was to drink first and then chat, stalling for time until the other party got drunk and made a fool of himself.
Compared to Gu Zhanyan, Gu Zhanwu has the greatest resentment in his heart.
He knew that the shares of Penguin and China Merchants Bank worth tens of billions of yuan belonged to Si Mingyu's father. The legal documents clearly stated that his father Gu Shuanghui was only in charge.
But you don't have to give it to Si Mingyu so soon, right? Can't you wait until he graduates from university? "You're still in school, and I'm worried you won't be able to manage such a large amount of money. I can give it to you now that you've graduated." That explains it all. By then, I won't need a penny from you. What else can you do but be grateful?
After all, Gu Zhanwu had no intention of encouraging his father to embezzle the money, and the law did not allow it, but the benefits of having the right to use billions of funds for even one more year were innumerable.
Just like he has his own company, Gu Shuanghui gave his son and daughter 100 million yuan each to start their own businesses in order to train his children.
But one hundred million is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but it is nothing in the eyes of these people. Just by making a phone call, one of the second-generation people present here can get one hundred million deposited into their account.
Of course borrowed money must be repaid, but isn’t it normal to make money with borrowed money?
So Gu Zhanwu felt that if his father gave him the money to use for a few years, his company would definitely expand tenfold. It wouldn't be like now, where he had to ask his family for money to buy a yacht. The most infuriating thing was that not only did he not give him the money, he also scolded him.
So when the second generation of triangular eyes gave Gu Zhanwu this idea, he readily accepted it. At that time, you can't blame others if you can't drink well.
"Since there is this rule in the circle, I naturally cannot be an exception." Si Mingyu certainly couldn't let Gu Zhanwu drink with him. If this got out, it would mean that he didn't know the rules.
After filling the glass, he drank it in one gulp, exhaled the alcohol, and then filled the second glass, which he drank in one gulp.
"Good!" The second generation of Triangle Eyes took the lead in applauding and cheering, and others also echoed.
"Brother, you are so generous!" Gu Zhanwu was very happy and then called out, "Come on, everyone fill up your glasses and toast my brother together."
The fathers of this group of second-generation men and women are all in the business world, and naturally they are led by the siblings Gu Zhanwu and Gu Zhanyan. After all, Gu Shuanghui's wealth and strength are there.
Hearing Gu Zhanwu's call, everyone found their glasses and poured themselves some wine, but they were all beer. Only Gu Zhanwu forced himself to pour himself another glass of whiskey.
After downing two glasses of whiskey, Gu Zhanwu had reached his limit and couldn't stand any more. But everyone also saw that after drinking four glasses, Si Mingyu's face was red as if he had a fever.
"Slurp!" One of the second-generation socialites secretly swallowed their saliva. Si Mingyu was simply too handsome, comparable to a top idol star. How could he not be attractive? In their eyes, he was just a piece of cooked meat. How greedy!
Some have already thought about it. If Si Mingyu gets drunk, they will take the initiative to send him back to the hotel, of course, the hotel where they are staying.
Seeing Si Mingyu like this, the second generation of triangular eyes was ready to take advantage of the victory and immediately took the wine bottle and the wine glass and said, "Brother, I toast you a glass."
"Brother Zhanwu, who is this?" Si Mingyu turned around and asked without giving any face.
"My name is Liu Bingchao, and my father, Liu Jiansong, is in the car business." The second-generation man with triangular eyes introduced himself.
"You seem to be much older than me, so I'll respectfully call you Brother Liu, but your wine is a bit stingy." Si Mingyu said, pointing at the other person's wine glass.
"What's wrong with my wine?" Liu Bingchao asked back.
He had a beer in his glass, and he was also holding a beer, ready to fill Si Mingyu's glass. It wasn't that he was being kind, but Si Mingyu had already drunk four glasses of whiskey, so he definitely couldn't be persuaded to drink more strong liquor. It would be easier to persuade him to drink with a lower-proof beer. Besides, mixing drinks makes it easier to get drunk.
"Brother Zhanwu and I are drinking whiskey. If Brother Liu and I drink beer, it would seem that we don't take it seriously enough. How about we each take a bottle and finish it right away?" Si Mingyu took out two bottles of whiskey and placed them on the table while speaking. They were both 40 degrees, the same as the ones he just drank.
"Brother is really a great drinker. Okay, it's settled."
In Liu Bingchao's opinion, Si Mingyu's bluffing tactics were too familiar to him. There were too many descriptions of them in online novels. He immediately agreed to play along.
For an ordinary person, being able to drink four glasses of whiskey in a row is considered a good alcohol tolerance. He thinks that Si Mingyu can hold on until now only because of his youth and good physique, but it is absolutely impossible for him to drink another bottle.
"Brother Liu is so generous." Si Mingyu opened the wine, but it was obvious that his hands were shaking.
Seeing this, Liu Bingchao secretly felt disdain in his heart. You are still holding on when the time comes? You will see how you die later.
"Brother, how about you set an example for your brother?" In his opinion, even if Si Mingyu could force himself to finish another bottle, he would definitely be doomed, and then he wouldn't have to drink at all.
"Brother Liu, I'll drink first as a show of respect. You have to keep up the good work." Si Mingyu said while holding the wine bottle, but his tone sounded a bit timid to anyone.
"As an older brother, my words must count. I'll drink right after you finish." Liu Bingchao said with a smile.
"Okay." Si Mingyu picked up the bottle and drank it in one breath without even burping.
"Brother Liu, please!"
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