"Who wants to drink with you?" Bai Weiwei said arrogantly, her long eyeliner looking down at Chu Yuan as if she were an ant.
Chu Yuan didn't bother arguing with her and handed the wine to Gu Qingchen, "Young Master Gu, aren't you going to drink either?"
"Is it because neither of you can hold your liquor, so you're afraid to drink? Or have you been drinking too much low-alcohol foreign liquor and are now afraid of our own national treasure?"
The tactic of provocation is cliché, but it's undeniably effective!
Sure enough, Bai Weiwei fell for Chu Yuan's trick after only a couple of sentences, picked up her glass and drank it all in one gulp. "Who's afraid? We've all grown up drinking alcohol. But you, you country bumpkin, have you ever drunk Moutai?"
Chu Yuan chuckled, "I've never had it before, so I'm going to drink more now, after all, it costs over two thousand a bottle."
I wonder how much Miss Bai, someone who's "grown up in alcohol," can drink. If she can't even outdrink a chicken like me, then...
Bai Weiwei: "Are you kidding me? I'll drink you to death!"
Chu Yuan sipped her drink and smiled silently.
The fish has taken the bait!
As for Gu Qingyan, he was a bit more shrewd than Bai Weiwei. When she and Bai Weiwei were having a drinking contest, he only took a small sip.
His smiling eyes fixed on her, though it was unclear what he was looking at.
Chu Yuan had taken the system's "hangover cure pills" in advance, so the 50-degree Moutai tasted almost like water in her mouth.
There's absolutely no need to worry about getting drunk.
Not long after, Bai Weiwei collapsed.
Gu Qingyan chuckled inwardly at how he had narrowly escaped a disaster, or rather, he had other motives and didn't want to get drunk.
Perfect timing, Bai Weiwei is already unconscious, so there's one less third wheel.
He subtly shifted his position, moving closer to Chu Yuan. "Miss Chu, what I just said was serious. Would you like to reconsider?"
Chu Yuan feigned ignorance, "Young Master Gu said so many things just now, but I don't know which one he was referring to specifically?"
Gu Qingyan reached out to hook Chu Yuan's chin, but Chu Yuan dodged him. He wasn't angry, and just rubbed the faint, delicate touch on his fingertips.
He leaned back, looking down at her from a superior position; from any angle, the woman before him was an absolute gem.
She has an innocent and charming appearance, but her personality is not boring. She also has a hot figure. Even though she dresses conservatively, it makes people want to tear her clothes open to see more.
“No, Miss Chu, you know.” He spoke with certainty, with the arrogance of someone who had prey in his grasp, “Ning Mochen is different from me. He can’t decide his own life, let alone his woman. There’s no future for you following him.”
Chu Yuan chuckled, "So, Mr. Gu, you're saying that following you will lead to something? What kind of outcome? Will you marry me?"
"I……"
Chu Yuan suddenly stood up and stepped off the sofa. The next moment, Gu Qingyan, like a wooden stick, fell straight back to the spot where Chu Yuan had just been sitting.
He uttered two words, "...I'll take care of you."
"Tsk, idiot!" Chu Yuan shook her head.
I reached out and nudged him; sure enough, he passed out.
Chu Yuan wasn't stupid; she didn't think she could get rid of the two of them just by provoking them. When she opened the wine, she had already mixed the high-end sleeping potion from the system into the wine.
So no matter how much or how little they drink, Bai Weiwei and Gu Qingyan are bound to get drunk.
Next, she used all her strength to help the two of them lean against each other and at the same time take off their shirts.
Bai Weiwei left her with only a bra, the clasp of which was undone, and gently placed Gu Qingyan's hand on that spot.
Then take a picture and save it for later use.
When she came out of the private room, Manager Liao first smelled the strong smell of alcohol on her and unconsciously raised his eyebrows. It seems that President Ning does not like women who drink.
Is she reckless, or is she truly fearless?
"Has your CEO Ning finished his social engagements?" Chu Yuan had been drinking, and although she wasn't drunk, she felt weak and listless.
I'm so sleepy.
She didn't even want to wait for Ning Mochen anymore.
Upon hearing this, Manager Liao quickly glanced at his watch and nodded repeatedly, "Almost there, ten minutes left."
With nowhere to go and no desire to return to the private room, Chu Yuan staggered forward.
Manager Liao hurriedly tried to follow, but Chu Yuan stopped him, saying, "I'm going to the restroom. Please respect each other's privacy, thank you."
"Oh yes, have the waiter pack up the leftover Moutai in the private room. As for the room fee, tell him to ask Gu Qingyan."
Manager Liao, "..."
Abacus beads bounced all over his face!
Perhaps the original owner of this body had never touched a drop of alcohol. As Chu Yuan walked, the dizziness gradually intensified, and in the end, she had to lean against the wall to walk.
After finally taking care of my personal needs and coming out of the bathroom, I bumped into a big-bellied, bald man with a receding hairline. His head was so bald it was almost reflective, yet a small tuft of hair stubbornly clung to his scalp, neither too long nor too short.
When Mediterranean saw her, his bloodshot eyes suddenly lit up, and his short, stout body blocked Chu Yuan's path. "Miss, are you alone?"
"Get out of the way." Chu Yuan's patience for today has run out.
His tone was cold and harsh.
Mediterranean has never been treated like this by a woman before. Even if he's not good-looking, he's rich.
If you're willing to spend money, even the most beautiful woman will be willing to kneel at his feet.
Thinking of this, he pulled out a card from his pocket and said, "Beautiful lady, sleep with me for one night, and the 100,000 yuan in this card is yours."
After hearing what he said, Chu Yuan found it inexplicably funny.
100,000? That's really not much. As expected, the male lead is very generous. He doesn't even need to sleep with anyone to get 10 million.
Where does this giant sweet potato in front of me get its confidence?
Without realizing it, he reached out and slapped the bald man across the face. "Hey, big sweet potato, don't move. I'll slap you a few times, then I'll give you 100,000, okay?"
Chu Yuan's force wasn't strong; she didn't even leave a mark.
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