Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 406 - 407 Wishing You Wealth and Prosperity ’To the Fullest’_2

Chapter 406: Chapter 407 Wishing You Wealth and Prosperity ’To the Fullest’_2

"What’s wrong, President Ma? You don’t find the liquor to your liking?" Lin Zifeng asked with an innocent smile.

"Uh, hehe." If it weren’t for his plan to get Zhao Xuemo into bed, he wouldn’t want to drink so much. Now that Lin Zifeng offered him a way out, the chubby man nodded gratefully, thinking that Lin Zifeng was going to let him off the hook.

"Oh, if President Ma finds the liquor not to his taste, let’s switch to something else. Beer should be fine, right?"

"..."

President Ma instantly felt the urge to faint.

"Bang!"

Lin Zifeng brought up a huge bucket of beer from under the table, which he had already prepared, and placed it on the table with such force that the whole table nearly shook.

Seeing the bucket that could hold three or four bottles of beer, Ma almost pissed himself in fright.

"President Ma, since liquor isn’t to your taste, beer should be no problem, right?" Lin Zifeng said with a grin.

"...you..." Ma was left speechless.

Staring hard at the bucket of beer on the table, he suddenly felt his throat go dry.

"Please go ahead, President Ma," Lin Zifeng smiled.

"Does President Ma really have such a high alcohol tolerance? Can you handle it?" At this moment, Zhao Xuemo saw her chance and quickly stepped forward to persuade him.

"Who said President Ma can’t handle his alcohol? This amount of beer is nothing to him. I’ve heard that President Ma even has an unofficial nickname: anyone who doesn’t offer him a whole bucket of beer is looking down on him!"

Damn your brother-in-law!

President Ma almost felt like dying.

Damn your brother-in-law!

President Ma screamed hysterically in his mind, clutching the whole bucket of beer, not daring to drink it.

"President Ma, can you handle it?" Zhao Xuemo turned her head slightly, revealing what seemed to be a flawless face, teasingly smiling at President Ma.

"Yes! Who says I can’t?"

The thing men fear the most is when an absolutely stunning woman asks you if you can handle it right in front of you. Even if you can’t, you have to say you can.

Looking at the large bucket that could hold four bottles of beer, President Ma swallowed hard.

The other two didn’t speak, just watched him.

Eventually with no choice left, President Ma simply closed his eyes, picked up the bucket, and started chugging.

Watching President Ma’s face change from drinking, the other two exchanged glances, also feeling that President Ma was particularly tragic today.

By the time President Ma finished the bucket of beer, his stomach felt like a raging sea.

President Ma belched deeply.

After one bucket, he was finished... he fell straight and stiff onto the couch.

Touching his abdomen, about to burst like an expectant mother about to give birth.

The pain made President Ma moan nonstop.

With one competitor out, the other two chubby men, He and Zhou, were equally thrilled.

One less person meant that they had a better chance with Zhao Xuemo later, didn’t it?

"It’s your turn, President He," Lin Zifeng poured a large glass of alcohol and turned his target to He.

"Uh, you should toast President Zhou first."

"No, no, no! Since the young brother is so kind, this glass should rightfully go to you first, President He." Zhou, not any less crafty, hurriedly waved his hands, showing how overwhelmed he felt.

"How can that be? President Zhou’s status in Zhonghai City far surpasses mine, his yearly profits could probably crush me with just the change. I couldn’t possibly have the privilege to drink this glass, please President Zhou, after you."

"President He, you’re really undermining me here. What do you mean by ’change can crush you’? That’s practically slapping me in the face. You’re the host today, you shouldn’t refuse this drink."

...

The two of them went back and forth, politely declining each other’s offers.

It seems the earlier lesson with President Ma made them quite thoughtful...

"I’m gonna step out for a bit, be right back," Lin Zifeng whispered to Zhao Xuemo.

"Okay, go ahead," Zhao Xuemo nodded, giving her approval.

It seemed that without stirring up some excitement, these two chubby fellows definitely wouldn’t let Zhao Xuemo off easily tonight.

Considering Zhao Xuemo’s work-related issues, Lin Zifeng decided to help her out this time. It was also a way to make up for the previous awkwardness.

But no sooner had Lin Zifeng left for less than ten minutes,

the two chubby men started challenging Zhao Xuemo to drink again.

Lin Zifeng slapped his forehead, looking at Zhao Xuemo’s tipsy appearance, it seemed she really had gotten quite drunk this time.

"Damn!" Lin Zifeng cursed under his breath.

Behind him, several very glamorous girls strutted into the private room.

The moment they appeared, President Zhou and President He’s eyes popped out.

"President Zhou, President He, just drinking is so boring, come on, come on. Today I took the liberty of playing the host. I just don’t know if it suits the taste of you two big bosses." This guy was like a pimp, leading a group of scantily clad sexy girls to catch their attention.

"Good, good, good! Nice one!" President He immediately brightened up, his lecherous eyes unashamedly roaming over the girls and finally resting on their thighs, wiping drool from his mouth and continuously praising Lin for being so understanding.

"I get it, President He," Lin Zifeng squinted and chuckled, giving President He a knowing look that all men understand.

"Bro, I’m not that kind of man, isn’t this approach a bit too much?"

President He, though he couldn’t take his eyes off the girls, still tried to put on a serious facade, like a dying duck insisting on its innocence.