Chapter 11
Su Ruoxue felt a little unhappy and said seriously: Zhang Wenzhi, you misunderstood this matter. My boyfriend has always been straightforward and said whatever he said. Maybe he expressed it more directly and didn't consider your feelings. You must not put it in this matter.
In my heart.
Seeing that Su Ruoxue had lost a trace of affection for him, she seemed to trust this local bun very much, which made Zhang Wenzhi extremely unhappy.
In other words, in the eyes of the goddess, she became a man who was overly indulgent.
This made Zhang Wenzhi pessimistically feel that through normal channels, he could not pursue Su Ruoxue anymore.
Zhang Wenzhi looked at Shen Lang with a long-lasting look, gritted his teeth and said: Your name is Shen Lang, right? Very good, I, Zhang Wenzhi, remember you.
Shen Lang was too lazy to pay attention. If this fool didn't come and provoke him, he would come. He would dare to provoke him. Shen Lang didn't mind beating him, anyway, he was unhappy with this guy.
Soon, the French cuisine meal was served on the table by the waiter, and the previous conflicts made the atmosphere of the meal become weird.
Zhang Wenzhi felt extremely embarrassed and wanted to peel off Shen Lang's skin! But in front of Su Ruoxue, he was not easy to do too much.
After all, Su Ruoxue was invited by herself. No matter whether she could pursue the goddess, Zhang Wenzhi still had to finish the meal, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.
Zhang Wenzhi was very thick-skinned and even poured Shen Lang a glass of brandy, indicating that he would compete with Shen Lang to show his alcohol tolerance.
But Shen Lang suddenly said: If you have kidney deficiency, it is best not to drink alcohol. Zhang Wenzhi's face turned pale and sneered: Mr. Shen, don't make big talk. I don't have kidney deficiency at all. I feel good in my health and often socialize outside. I have a good alcohol tolerance. Mr. Shen knows the symptoms of kidney deficiency so much, don't tell me yourself.
It's also kidney deficiency, so you can't drink wine?
Zhang Wenzhi is a complete drunkard. It is difficult to get drunk with ordinary wine, and even a brandy of this height is not a problem.
If this boy lets go, he will pour Shen Lang into a drunken state and let someone carry him back.
How could Shen Lang not see Zhang Wenzhi's trick?
Today, Su Ruoxue despises herself so much, and Shen Lang certainly wants to show that it is not just that women hate this guy? Shen Lang plans to trample on Zhang Wenzhi hatefully, so that this guy has no shame to see others.
Mr. Zhang, since you said that, let’s try drinking? Shen Lang smiled indifferently and brought it up first.
OK! Mr. Shen, this is what you said! I'll do it first! Zhang Wenzhi applauded, he was just hoping that this would be the case.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Wenzhi raised his glass and drank it all.
Shen Lang also picked up the red wine glass and drank it in one cup.
Seeing that Shen Lang was so arrogant that he dared to compete with a master like him, Zhang Wenzhi was secretly happy. He suddenly became enthusiastic and began to raise glasses with Shen Lang to compete with him, as if he hadn't seen him for many years.
Shen Lang secretly mocked him, and called several bottles of brandy of heights, and raised his glasses with Zhang Wenzhi to compete for wine.
Not to mention brandy, even if you just pour alcohol into your mouth, Shen Lang's physique would not get drunk even if you drink it.
Seeing that Shen Lang had drunk so much wine, Su Ruoxue was still worried about the man's body. She wanted to get up to persuade him, but was pushed away by the drunk Zhang Wenzhi and shouted: We can still drink! Come again!
It's okay Xue'er, you eat it first. Shen Langfeng smiled lightly.
Su Ruoxue had no choice but to have a French feast silently on the side, allowing Shen Lang to perform freely.
After six or seven bottles of brandy were eaten, Zhang Wenzhi was already drunk, but he still had a trace of consciousness. Seeing that Shen Lang had not fallen yet, he was shocked and anxious, feeling that he had to be more cruel.
Zhang Wenzhi accelerated the frequency of raising his glasses, and Shen Lang refused everyone, and accelerated it.
The table was soon filled with more than a dozen bottles of brandy of heights. Seeing the two of them drinking so exaggeratedly, a group of diners around them were constantly watching.
Seeing that Shen Lang had drunk so much, he was as curious as if nothing had happened.
She suddenly felt that Shen Lang was a little mysterious. This man was not as simple as she thought.
You, you kid, have a good alcohol tolerance. I admire you a little. As the saying goes, if you drink a thousand cups of wine, we will drink again! Zhang Wenzhi's head is spinning.
good.
A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Shen Lang's mouth.
After drinking more than a dozen glasses of brandy, Zhang Wenzhi was completely unconscious. He hugged the table and started to drink, danced and talked nonsense.
After a while, Zhang Wenzhi started crying.
Sir, why are the French waitresses beside you shocked?
Su Ruoxue frowned. When she saw Zhang Wenzhi's drunkenness, she couldn't help but ask with some concern: Zhang Wenzhi, do you want to go to the hospital?
Zhang Wenzhi suddenly shook Su Ruoxue's tears, and cried even harder, crying and shouting: I have kidney deficiency, I have excessive indulgence, wuwu, I am not a human
Pu Su Ruoxue covered her little mouth and forced herself to laugh, with a hint of blushing and embarrassment on her pretty face.
Shen Lang looked at Su Ruoxue's smiling face and felt a moment of loss of consciousness. He cannot admit that she looks really good when she smiles. How similar this smiling face is to the little girl in her memory.
The president of this ice-faced ice-faced is still a bit humorous.
Seeing that Shen Lang was staring at him, Su Ruoxue's pretty face was very unnatural, so she forced herself to suppress her smile and said coldly: Shen Lang, look at you, you have all drunk people like this!
This is his own plea for trouble. Okay, let's go quickly. Shen Lang smiled.
What should Zhang Wenzhi do? Su Ruoxue asked.
Stop worrying about this guy, he will naturally wake up. Shen Lang shook his head and subconsciously grabbed Su Ruoxue's little hand.
The woman was soft and comfortable, and Shen Lang couldn't help but hold it a few more times.
Su Ruoxue's heart was thrilled, and she quickly shrank back. She glared at Shen Lang with a little shame and annoyance, always feeling that this guy was deliberately eating his own tofu.
Zhang Wenzhi was still crying there, and the diners around him stared at Zhang Wenzhi with wide eyes, wondering if this guy had any brain problems.
The two of them ignored him and left the restaurant gate and got into the car directly.
In the car, Su Ruoxue couldn't help asking: Shen Lang, have you ever studied abroad?
Have you been abroad, but haven't stayed in school? By the way, I haven't gone to college. Shen Lang smiled.
Su Ruoxue was a little surprised: I haven't been to college, so why are you
What? I think I am very powerful? Shen Lang raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Su Ruoxue raised her eyebrows and said arrogantly: OK, don’t gild yourself on your face. Even if you are powerful, it doesn’t matter to me.
Shen Lang was a little speechless. Can't this beautiful girl say something? Can't she praise him or something?
After experiencing the incident just now, Su Ruoxue vaguely felt that Shen Lang was not the kind of lazy man she thought, and her impression of this man was slightly changed.
Shen Lang, since you know French, our company is short of French translation. You can come to our company to do translation, and the treatment is pretty good. Su Ruoxue said.
No, I said before, I have a job. Shen Lang said lightly.
Chapter completed!