Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

"Brother Ma, I'll continue drinking! Just sit and watch, don't shake it back and forth."

In the private room of the private club, Wu Bei leaned on the edge of the table with his left hand, and held a bottle of white wine that had just been unsealed in his right hand, looking at Ma Han opposite him with blurred eyes.

The dishes on the table have not been touched, but there are already four or five empty wine bottles.

At this moment, his cheeks were extremely red, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand upright at all, and he was trying his best to hold on.

From the first bottle of wine until now, Wu Bei's mouth has never been idle, and he has a posture that as long as Ma Han doesn't stop, he will create himself to death.

"Brother Ma, drink to have fun, Xiao Wu is like this, why don't you just forget about it?"

Even Han Gensheng, who has always been unprofitable and early, couldn't stand it anymore, and laughed out loud.

"I'm very happy, who isn't happy? You? Or him? Besides, I didn't let him drink. It's because he can't control his drinking. You won't blame me too, will you?"

Ma Han played with the wine glass with a charming smile, tilted his head and asked back.

"Yes, happy! I drink!"

Wu Bei swayed on the spot a few times, smirked with his big tongue and waved his hands, and then raised the wine bottle again after speaking.

"Jingle Bell!"

Coincidentally, his cell phone rang just in time.

"Brothers, I'll answer the phone first, and I'll give you another call when I'm done!"

Wu Bei drooped his head and pressed the answer button.

A few seconds later, he suddenly raised his voice: "Come here directly!"

Putting down the phone, Wu Bei also put down the wine bottle, staring straight at Ma Han and muttering: "Let me slow down for a while, I'll add a hard dish for everyone!"

"Brother, it's fine if you can't drink anymore. It won't be too late for us to get together next time."

Ma Han rolled his eyelids impatiently, making a gesture to stand up.

"No! You can't go! I can still drink!"

Wu Bei slapped the table with a "slap", his chest heaved violently in anger.

"Tap Tat Tat..."

There were footsteps outside the door, and more than a dozen bodyguards of Ma Han rushed in quickly.

"What are you looking at when you stretch out your brains one by one? It's so powerful now? When my brother Ma was wronged, what were you doing? Get out of here!"

Wu Bei grabbed the ashtray at hand and threw it out cursing.

The metal ashtray hit the wall with a tinkling sound, and finally landed at the feet of one of the bodyguards.

"you.."

The bodyguard stared at his eyes and was about to speak.

"What the hell are you, pick it up for me!"

Wu Bei interrupted impatiently.

More than a dozen bodyguards immediately raised their waists eagerly, as if waiting for Ma Han's order, they rushed up to tear Wu Bei to pieces.

"I definitely drank too much, Xiao Wu, why don't you go back and rest first, and make an appointment another day."

Han Gensheng rolled his eyes a few times and hurriedly explained with a smile.

While speaking, he stepped forward to help Wu Bei.

"It's not a big deal, I can still drink!"

Wu Bei struggled to get rid of him, then staggered to Ma Han, put his hands on his shoulders, and murmured inarticulately: "Brother Ma, let me tell you, don't look at me as an idiot!" It's not good, but it's not like everyone has a face here, and I'm afraid you are the only one in this room who can make me bow my knees."

"Wudi, look at what stupid things you are talking about, we buddies get along, why are you so groveling!"

Ma Han sat there without moving, and hooked his fingers towards the bodyguard outside the door: "I asked you to pick it up, didn't you hear? Everyone else is out, and you are not allowed to come in until you are called! Do you understand the rules!"

"Hahaha, it has to be my brother who is powerful."

Seeing the bodyguards backing away with a whimper, Wu Bei burst out laughing, and the laughter flowed out of his mouth, as if he didn't know that those people were all Ma Han's pawns.

At the same time, in a small aquarium in Jincheng.

Su Jian, who had also been eaten by Wu Bei's hands, put his hands behind his back, admiring the various sea fish in the fish tank with great interest.

"President Su, we failed to get that unfinished building, and it was taken down by Ma Han."

A tall and slender young female secretary followed in a low voice.

"Well, my silver shark seems to be a little malnourished recently, so I need to add food."

Su Prison answered nonsensically and lay on the surface of the large glass tank, pointing to a small shark about half the length of a man inside.

"During this period, there was a very interesting episode. Two guys pretended to be our people and ransacked Ma Han, and then Wu Bei came forward to talk with Ma Han in person, and sent those two guys over there. They directly robbed people with their hands, and it is said that a gun was used, and the news that can be found so far is that the two are friends, and the target has changed from our inexplicable to the Dragon Capture Group."

The female secretary didn't seem to be affected either, and continued to return in an orderly manner.

"The amount of golden snapper and tuna is a bit low, and I will add more later."

Su Jian pointed to the other side of the fish tank and muttered that the lips of the donkey did not match the mouth of the horse.

The two said their own things, and no one was disturbed by the other.

"President Su, do we need to make any preparations next?"

The female secretary has long been used to the other party's nagging.

"Do you think Ma Han is stupid? If I remember correctly, he just settled in Jincheng last year, and he has already ruined our business at least three times, right?"

Su Prison turned his neck a few times, made a crunching sound, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Except for his deep background and connections, his IQ is absolutely no problem, what we can all see, will he be aware of it at all? Wu Bei wants to use him as a toy, so why doesn't he want to use Wu Bei as cannon fodder, two film kings with evil intentions, at this time we should openly leave the stage for them to perform..."