"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Five bottles of Remy Martin were smashed on the table!

"Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!"

All open!

This sound was more like a sound hitting Mo Hong's heart. .

His face turned blue and white in turns.

I felt humiliated and didn't know what to do.

Although his father is on the second-tier rich list, he is not!

To put it simply, Lu Xiaobu and his father are on the same level.

He is not!

Forget it in normal times, it's still okay to get along with peers.

But now, his status in Lu Xiaobu's business has been reduced to a lower level!

"Mr. Lu, look at this..."

There was a hint of begging for mercy in Mo Hong's words.

"What am I looking at?"

Lu Xiaobu said calmly: "Didn't your father teach you what it means to bear consequences?"

"Me! Me! I drink!"

Mo Hong gritted his teeth, grabbed a bottle of Remy Martin, and poured it into his mouth!

Lu Xiaobu is right, bear the consequences!

Someone has to bear the consequences.

If he doesn’t bear the responsibility, then his company will bear the responsibility. If his company doesn’t bear the responsibility, then his father will bear the responsibility!

The further you get to the back, the more serious the consequences you will bear!

He takes it upon himself and is the smallest one.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The choking alcohol kept pouring down my throat.

Everyone is watching all this with cold eyes.

Including that Huang Wentao.

"Peng!"

One bottle is over.

Mo Hong picked up the second bottle.

"etc."

Lu Xiaobu suddenly stopped Mo Hong.

"Mr. Lu?"

Mo Hong, who was feeling a little groggy, was stunned. Did he stop drinking?

"Let me ask you a question."

Lu Xiaobu raised his eyes and asked, "I'll save you from drinking too much and you won't know anything anymore."

"Okay, you say."

Mo Hong put down the bottle and asked.

"Are you going to let Bangzi Country do the global plug thing again?"

Lu Xiaobu stared at the empty wine bottle on the table and said.

"Yes, their..."

Mo Hong spoke up to explain.

"No need to explain."

Lu Xiaobu stood up and said, "Cancel the contract. The liquidated damages will be credited to your card."

"What?! Mr. Lu, you!"

Mo Hong was stunned for a moment.

What is this for?!

Just cancel when you say cancel?

This is a contract worth hundreds of millions, not just a child’s play!

Just cancel when you say cancel?!

Are you kidding?!

Crazy!

Just because I scolded you?

But wasn’t I already apologizing?

"No need to ask any more questions."

Lu Xiaopu pulled up his clothes: "I'll teach you a lesson at the end."

"What?"

Mo Hong asked subconsciously.

"this."

Lu Xiaobu picked up the bottle of wine that Mo Hong had just finished drinking, and pointed it at Huang Wentao who was standing beside him like a good baby.

"Peng!"

You should all know how thick Remy Martin’s wine bottle is, but you must not know how painful it is!

Today, Huang Wentao knew.

Huang Wentao, who was completely unsuspecting and even secretly cheering, was stunned by a bottle of wine.

My brain instantly buzzed!

Even the pain didn’t come immediately!

He touched his sticky hair in disbelief, looked at the blood-red color, and looked at Lu Xiaobu in disbelief: "Why!?"

"Who gave you the courage to play tricks in front of me?"

Lu Xiaobu wiped his hands and walked out: "Mo Hong, drink slowly by yourself. If you drink one bottle, you can smash another, and it will be all on my account!"

After saying this, Lu Xiaobu walked out.

Mo Hong looked at Lu Xiaobu's back, then at the wine in his hand, and then at Huang Wentao, who was lying on the table with blood on his head.

moment!

click

Mo Hong's head felt like a thunderbolt passing through the sky.

His whole head was illuminated by the store!

He understands!

So, he gritted his teeth, raised the wine in his hand, and poured it down his own throat!

"Dong dong dong!"

This time I drank even faster than last time!

And the more he drank, the more ferocious Mo Hong's expression became!

"Bo!"

Mo Hong finished drinking.

He didn't stop, he raised the bottle and slapped Huang Wentao on the head.

"Peng!"

There was a loud noise.

Huang Wentao, who was already in unbearable pain and was on the verge of coma, suddenly twitched his body and then quickly softened!

But even so, Mo Hong still wasn't relieved.

He picked up the third bottle and poured it down his throat!
To be continued...