Chapter 218: A Thousand Cups of Wine Without Getting Drunk

An Yimo keenly sensed the evil glint in his eyes, put down her wine glass, and said, “Manager Luo, I do want to work at Longteng Pharmaceutical, but I truly have limited energy and cannot accompany you!”

Zhao Meng slapped the table, “Miss An, you’re not giving Manager Luo Face. If that’s the case, there’s nothing to discuss.”

Hao Lingling chimed in, “That’s right, Xiao Mo, it’s just one drink. Don’t spoil Feng Ge’s mood.”

But An Yimo was very firm, showing no intention of compromising.

Luo Feng’s expression instantly darkened, “Miss An, if that’s the case, I really don’t think you’re suitable to be a President’s Assistant. How can an assistant not drink?”

His words already revealed a serious threat, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became somewhat heavy.

And just then, Ye Bufan picked up a wine glass and said, “Isn’t it just one drink? I’ll drink it for Mo Mo.”

After speaking, he directly picked up An Yimo’s glass and drained it, then smacked his lips and said, “The taste is so-so.”

Xu Yanhong immediately said displeased, “You… Is this wine for you to drink? Do you know how much a glass costs?”

A bottle of Latour costs 10,000 yuan, and this glass alone was worth several thousand.

Just as this woman was about to flare up, Luo Feng reached out and stopped her.

In his opinion, if he could get Ye Bufan drunk, the effect wouldn’t be much different. Even if he had to force himself on her later, it wouldn’t matter. He believed An Yimo, as a woman, wouldn’t be able to resist much.

“Yanhong, don’t talk like that. We’re all friends. Since Mr. Ye likes to drink, let’s have a drink with him.”

After speaking, he raised his glass again and gestured, “Mr. Ye, I toast you with this drink!”

He then drank it all, and Ye Bufan was equally unreserved, picking up his own glass and drinking it in one gulp.

An Yimo knew Ye Bufan’s Medical skill was good, and she also knew his fighting skills were good, but she didn’t know how well he could hold his liquor.

Seeing him drink as if it were water, she immediately advised, “Xiao Fan, drink slowly. Red wine has a strong kick.”

“It’s nothing. It’s rare to drink such good wine, so of course I have to drink a few more glasses.”

Ye Bufan showed an appearance of never having seen the world.

At this moment, Yuan Zhuo and the others understood Luo Feng’s intentions and took turns raising their glasses, toasting Ye Bufan one after another.

Especially Zhao Meng, this guy, relying on his good alcohol tolerance, drank three large glasses with Ye Bufan in one go, a whole bottle down his stomach.

An Yimo was anxious on the side (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page), but she couldn’t stop Ye Bufan.

“An unworldly pauper, let’s see if you don’t drink yourself to death later.”

Luo Feng sneered. In his opinion, drinking like this, getting Ye Bufan drunk was only a matter of time, and not a long time.

But after five bottles of wine were all consumed, Ye Bufan still had no reaction, as if he wasn’t drinking wine at all. He remained calm, with a mischievous smile on his Face.

“This… I don’t believe I can’t drink you to death.”

Luo Feng gritted his teeth, waved to the waiter beside him again, and ordered another 5 bottles of the same wine.

The people on their side saw that Ye Bufan had a good alcohol tolerance and started a relay battle, toasting Ye Bufan one by one.

An Yimo naturally saw what these people wanted to do, but she was helpless. Ye Bufan always accepted all challenges; as long as someone toasted him, he would drink it all.

Everyone took turns, but the result was far beyond everyone’s expectations. Another 5 bottles of wine were consumed, and more than half of these 10 bottles went into Ye Bufan’s stomach.

Zhao Meng, who had the best alcohol tolerance here, was already three parts drunk, but he remained calm.

Luo Feng’s Face grew even darker. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have truly thought the other person was drinking water.

He now understood that Ye Bufan’s alcohol tolerance was simply bottomless; he had been playing dumb with them all along.

If they kept drinking like this, even if everyone on their side collapsed, he would be fine.

The most crucial thing was that these were 10,000-yuan-a-bottle Latours. Even if the person didn’t get drunk, his wallet couldn’t handle it anymore.

Thinking of this, he finally gave up on Ye Bufan, picked up his wine glass again, and said, “Miss An, everyone has drunk so much, why don’t you have a drink too?

As long as you drink this glass of wine, I, Luo Feng, will cover you at Longteng Pharmaceutical from now on.”

An Yimo had also realized Ye Bufan’s alcohol tolerance at this point, and she smiled and said, “Manager Luo, didn’t my boyfriend already drink for me?”

Luo Feng said, “He is him, and you are you. Just tell me whether you’re giving me this Face today or not?”

At this point, his Face darkened, and he stared intently at An Yimo. This was an ultimatum; if An Yimo didn’t agree, tomorrow’s interview would definitely be canceled.

An Yimo hesitated. She naturally understood what the other party meant. If it were normal times, she would have slammed the table and left.

But not now. After being unemployed for so long, she truly yearned for this job. Without a salary for several months, her financial situation had reached the brink of collapse.

Seeing her hesitate, Zhao Meng slapped the table (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page), and, fueled by alcohol, shouted, “I’m telling you, don’t be ungrateful! There are plenty of women eyeing the President’s Assistant position, you’re not the only one!”

Yuan Zhuo shouted, “Exactly! If you want the job, you must give Feng Ge this Face today.”

Just as everyone was being aggressive, a mocking voice suddenly came from behind: “You ignorant dog, how dare you talk to a beautiful woman like that?”

“Who? Who the hell dares to talk to me like that?!”

Zhao Meng was furious. He grabbed a wine bottle and looked back, only to see two Young men standing side by side behind him. One was smoking a cigar, and the other was wearing a large gold chain, both looking at him with mockery.

And behind those two Young men stood more than a dozen hooligans, uniformly, each with Dragon and Phoenix tattoos, fierce-looking, and exuding Killing Intent.

Seeing this scene, he immediately cowered. Although he was tall and strong, he could at most fight one or two people. Confronting so many people was clearly asking for trouble.

Luo Feng was relatively calmer. He turned around and said, “Who are you?”

The Young man smoking the cigar exhaled a puff of smoke and said, “Who we are isn’t important. What’s important is that our brothers have taken a liking to your women.”

He said to the big gold chain beside him, “Young Master Fei, which one do you like?”

“I’ve always liked the pure ones,” the big gold chain said, looking at An Yimo with hazy eyes and a lecherous expression, “I haven’t seen such a pure woman in a long time. She looks like a fresh catch, untouched.”

The one smoking the cigar laughed, “Young Master Fei, my taste is different from yours. I like the flamboyant ones. I want this little hussy.”

After speaking, he slapped Xu Yanhong’s smooth back. It happened to be during a music interlude, and the crisp sound echoed throughout the bar, attracting countless people’s attention.

“Ah!”

Xu Yanhong let out a scream and immediately threw herself into Luo Feng’s arms, “Feng Ge, this bastard took advantage of me!”

No matter what, this woman had slept with him. Luo Feng angrily said, “What are you doing? Do you know who I am? I am the General Manager of Longteng Pharmaceutical…”

Before he could finish, the Young man smoking the cigar slapped him across the Face, “You talk too much damn nonsense! Get lost, or I’ll cripple you today!”

“Kid, you actually dared to touch Feng Ge!”

Although Zhao Meng knew he was no match, it was time to show loyalty. Fueled by alcohol, he rushed forward, swinging the wine bottle.