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Chapter 332 - 333: Get me drunk? Who’s getting who!

Chapter 332: Chapter 333: Get me drunk? Who’s getting who!

For just a moment, Zhang Hua watched two of his men go down, then glanced at Qin Tian and pursed his lips, "Alright, three glasses it is. Come on, everyone, raise your glasses and drink three in a row!"

Zhang Hua was well aware of his subordinates’ alcohol tolerance. After seven bottles of beer, now with three consecutive shots of liquor, these two young men were likely to throw up.

But now that Qin Tian had thrown down the gauntlet right at his doorstep, Zhang Hua could no longer concern himself with his two subordinates.

He believed that Qin Tian had proposed this challenge because he couldn’t handle three drinks, and now, he was ready for a "do or die" situation. If his men had to throw up, they’d do it alongside Qin Tian—embarrassment be damned!

No matter what, in front of Wang Xiaobing, Zhang Hua had to make Qin Tian drink until he vomited!

So, Zhang Hua steeled his heart and had his two men drink with Qin Tian.

After downing three glasses himself, he felt a wave of nausea churning in his stomach, like a tumultuous river, signaling the urge to vomit. However, Zhang Hua was experienced in handling such situations; he quickly ate two bites of fish-flavored shredded pork, using the sour taste to barely suppress the nausea.

But as soon as he raised his head, he saw his two men covering their mouths, chiming in unison, "Sorry... I need to... use the restroom..."

Before they could finish, they both dashed towards the restroom next to the private room, scrambling over each other as if a second’s delay would have them vomiting right in the room.

This scene was within Zhang Hua’s expectations.

However, what Zhang Hua had expected was to see Qin Tian run to the restroom as well or, even better, Qin Tian not making it to the restroom and vomiting beside the table.

But to his astonishment, after drinking three glasses, Qin Tian was actually whistling carefree and savoring his food with chopsticks, muttering, "Refreshing, I haven’t had such a good drink in a long time..."

Zhang Hua was dumbstruck.

"That’s not right; I poured out a whole bottle just now. How could he drink three glasses and be fine? Could this be some trick?"

Perplexed, Zhang Hua first ducked under the table to check if Qin Tian had poured the liquor somewhere else instead of drinking it.

But everything around Qin Tian was clean, with no traces of spilled liquor.

Then, Zhang Hua took Qin Tian’s glass and sniffed it. It smelled of liquor for sure. He had drunk liquor; what was going on?

Looking at Qin Tian, Zhang Hua was utterly baffled—could it be that Qin Tian was really able to drink three more glasses of liquor?

Impossible! He’d been a veteran on the drinking scene for over a decade and had never encountered such a drinker. Twenty bottles of beer and three glasses of liquor in just over forty minutes without even a burp—who could do that?

Even a ghost couldn’t!

"Director Zhang, you are the boss, hehe, please, let me toast you."

Just when Zhang Hua was bewildered, Qin Tian rose to his feet, took the remaining liquor from the second bottle, and filled three glasses for him and for himself.

"This..."

Zhang Hua was flabbergasted, staring blankly at Qin Tian.

I didn’t ask you to drink, yet you’re initiating a toast with me?!

Zhang Hua rubbed his stomach, feeling a bit uncomfortable, and said with an awkward smile, "Qin Tian, we’ve just had a drink, how about we eat some dishes, have some food before we continue drinking?"

He was backing down; Zhang Hua was clearly chickening out.

Who wouldn’t back down? Faced with a drinking monster like Qin Tian, he was scared out of his wits—thinking of drinking more?

"Director Zhang, I know you can handle your liquor. My glass is already raised; let’s drink first and there’s plenty of time to eat afterward, right?"

Qin Tian wasn’t giving Zhang Hua any chance to breathe. He added, "I’ll drink first as a gesture of respect."

Glug, glug, Qin Tian boldly guzzled down the three cups in one go.

Zhang Hua furrowed his brow at the sight of Qin Tian drinking, swallowing hard.

This time he saw it clearly: Qin Tian had indeed drunk it all! Three cups of white spirits!

"Director Zhang, please."

Having finished his drink, Qin Tian gestured to Zhang Hua to have a drink.

At this time, Wang Xiaobing and Lu Qing were also looking over.

Feeling everyone’s eyes on him, Zhang Hua pursed his lips, knowing he could not refuse, and could only display a smile more forced than death as he nodded and said, "Okay, okay, just a moment..."

He then slowly picked up the first cup and took a sip, his brow instantly furrowed, and a "tch tch" sound came from his mouth...

As Qin Tian watched him, Zhang Hua quickly adjusted his breathing and, after two minutes, he finally managed to get down the three cups, but by then, his face was red, and he looked like the very image of Guan Gong.

"You see, I told you Director Zhang had a good tolerance for liquor," Qin Tian said with a chuckle, giving Zhang Hua a thumbs up.

Zhang Hua’s face, now alternating between shades of red and white like a traffic light, forced a smile in response to Qin Tian but didn’t dare to speak.

These three cups were Zhang Hua’s limit. If he tried to speak, he feared he might vomit.

Had they been simultaneously eating and chatting while drinking, Zhang Hua could have easily handled two jin of white spirits.

But now, led by Qin Tian’s pace, he’d drunk six cups within five minutes—six liang of white spirits, and at such a fast pace, on top of the seven bottles of beer he’d already had, his stomach felt as if a volcano was about to erupt.

"Director Zhang, didn’t you say good things come in pairs when you were fetching beer for me earlier? Come, I’ll toast to you again!"

Just as Zhang Hua was feeling dizzy and overwhelmed, unexpectedly, Qin Tian ordered two more bottles of white spirits, opened one, and poured three full cups for him!

Seeing the white spirits before him, Zhang Hua nearly fainted on the spot!

He considered himself a drinker, but this time, he truly felt he couldn’t hold on any longer.

He’d seen people get dizzy from flying, driving, and even seeing blood, but today, Zhang Hua felt dizzy from the alcohol.

He felt the all energies in his stomach, ready to burst out, and he quickly glanced back at the restroom.

A couple of subordinates seemed to have made the restroom their own as they’d been in there for minutes with no sign of coming out, and Zhang Hua was in a real panic!

"Director Zhang, you can still drink, right?" After pouring the drinks and seeing that Zhang Hua wasn’t moving to drink, Qin Tian promptly asked with a chuckle.

Zhang Hua quickly shook his head and waved his hand, indicating he needed a moment.

By now he couldn’t speak; if he opened his mouth, it was likely that a fountain carrying the scent of alcohol and dishes would spew forth.

Seeing this, Qin Tian sneered to himself—trying to get me drunk? You’re just asking for trouble!

"Wanting to make me look foolish, have me broadcast it live? I’ll let you be the example first!"

With a huff, Qin Tian picked up a cup of white spirits and walked over to Wang Xiaobing, saying, "Manager Wang, this way, please. I toast to you and Director Zhang. I’m honored you two could join us today."

Seeing Wang Xiaobing hesitate, Qin Tian went straight to the point: "How about this, as a sign of sincerity, you and Director Zhang drink one cup, and I’ll drink three. How does that sound?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaobing glanced at Qin Tian and immediately smiled, "Sure, it’s rare for you to be so sincere!"

Wang Xiaobing was grinning happily, completely oblivious to the twisted, beet-red, dead-mother expression beside him.