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Chapter 124 Go, honey, the factory needs your stomach
As a businessman, Li Yunfei is naturally very familiar with the social etiquette at the wine table, and he also found a killer weapon.

Zhang Hu is a strange man Li Yunfei met when he started his business.

His greatest characteristic is that he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and he can still drink, so people nicknamed him the Drunken Immortal.

When Li Yunfei met this kind of talent, he immediately recruited him under his command, offering him 20,000 yuan a month as an assistant, specifically responsible for stopping people from drinking and getting their opponents drunk.

The fact that his business has grown so big is naturally due to Zhang Hu’s contribution.

He called Zhang Hu and brought him with him.

Zhao Ye looked at the factory director's killer mace, who was wearing glasses and was well-mannered, and frowned immediately. He said with some concern: "Factory director, is this reliable?"

"How about I find a few more people who can drink well? There are twelve people over there!"

Li Yunfei patted Zhao Ye's shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, no need, this is the wine fairy I invited."

"With this wine fairy here, we are 3v12, that's enough. If I don't drink these old Russians under the table today, my name will be written backwards from now on!"

Zhang Hu looked at Zhao Ye, scratched the back of his head, and said, "I'm sorry, Director. Don't worry, leave the matters at the table to me, and just focus on negotiating the contract."

At the dinner table that afternoon.

Sergei brought his men and five boxes of vodka, and Shanshan arrived a step late.

After he came in, he sat next to Li Yunfei, picked up a bottle of vodka, and said, "My dear Davari, Russians cannot live without vodka, just like fish cannot live without water."

"After we finish this bottle of vodka, we will be good brothers for the rest of our lives, and we can naturally discuss the contract as well."

Li Yunfei looked at these Russian men putting five boxes of vodka on the table, and the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly.

Vodka, nicknamed the water of life, is a distilled liquor with an alcohol content generally around 40 degrees. It is a good liquor.

The wine is smooth and delicate, with light fruity and floral aromas, mellow on the palate, and sweet but not greasy. But who can resist the way they drink it?

He shook Sergei's hand, smiled and said: "My dear Davari, this is natural."

"After all, the friendship between our two sides is very long-standing, so let's drink first to show our respect."

After hearing this, Zhang Hu took the bottle of vodka from Sergei and said, "Sorry!"

After he finished speaking, he took the bottle of vodka, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. After finishing it, he burped and pushed his glasses up shyly.

He drank the vodka from the bottle in one breath, which stunned the Russian man at the table.

Sergei turned his head to look at the person sitting next to him and said, "Davri, please!"

The big Russian man nodded, his eyes revealing a heroic look of being ready to die.

He picked up the bottle of vodka in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

"Sorry!" Zhang Hu watched the other person finish drinking, with admiration in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he turned the table again, took a bottle of vodka, and drank it all in one gulp.

The big Russian man next to Sergei was stunned at this moment.

He had been drinking in Russia for so many years that he had seen people drink vodka by the bottle, but he had never seen anyone drink two bottles in a row.

"Dawali, please, the motherland needs your stomach!"

The Russian man listened to Sergei's words, gritted his teeth, took another bottle of vodka, and drank it all in one gulp.

He was the one who could drink the most among the group, so he was arranged to sit next to Sergei, but he really couldn't stand this kind of drinking.

"excuse me!"

Zhang Hu took another bottle of vodka, drank it, and then looked at the Russian man opposite with interest.

This old Russian guy can really drink. He didn't eat a single bite of food, but he drank two kilograms of 40-proof vodka and didn't get drunk. He's a real man!

After drinking three bottles of vodka in one breath, everyone in the Russian delegation began to panic.

The big Russian man who was accompanying the guests for drinks slowed down noticeably when he drank the third bottle of vodka, and his consciousness started to become a little fuzzy.

After he forced himself to finish the drink, he was about to eat a few bites of food to calm his nerves, but the devil's whisper came into his ears again.

"excuse me!"

He shook his head and looked carefully, his face changed drastically. At this time, Zhang Hu was holding up an empty bottle of wine and motioning to him. If he hadn't brought the vodka himself, he would have suspected that the other party had secretly done something.

When he picked up the fourth bottle of vodka, held on to the table, staggered to his feet, and forced himself to drink it, the other Russians showed some fear on their faces.

In the past, I was the one who got others drinking at the table, but I never expected to meet such a ruthless person today!

Under the surprised gazes of several people, when the Russian man had finished half of the fourth bottle of vodka, he burped and slid under the table.

Just when Zhang Hu sent this man to the reception room next door to rest, he had already started drinking with the second Russian.

Still the familiar playing style, still the familiar devilish bass.

"Excuse me, this wine is good!"

"Excuse me, burp!"

"excuse me!"

Due to their unreasonable drinking habits, the second Russian guy soon crawled under the table.

Zhang Hu still looked normal, but he stood up and went to the toilet to urinate twice.

Every time, the Russian guy would get up and accompany me to the toilet, fearing that they were playing tricks. But apart from frequent urination, there was nothing unusual.

This drinking strategy of "drinking from the bottle" is summed up by Zhang Hu. First of all, in terms of momentum, you must intimidate the other party.

Only in this way can Li Yunfei gain the initiative at the negotiating table.

on the wine table.

After being knocked down two people in a row, Sergei's confidence was obviously insufficient.

Li Yunfei's voice was obviously much louder. He looked at Sergei who was asking for a price reduction and said dissatisfiedly: "My dear Davari, we are as close as brothers."

"The price I gave you is already the lowest. You don't believe it and want to bargain. Are you doubting our friendship?"

Sergei wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Davri, I'm sorry, we didn't doubt you."

Zhang Hu listened to Li Yunfei chatting with Sergei about something he couldn't understand. He drank vodka from the bottle and watched the old Russian get drunk under the table.

He was filled with emotion. He really didn't expect that there would be such a good thing in the world.

All you have to do is drink some good wine and you can earn 20,000 yuan a month.

The factory director is truly my benefactor. My Zhang family’s ancestral grave is definitely filled with smoke.

"Excuse me, would you like to have a bite of food?"

The Russian guy behind obviously can't drink as much as the one in front.

Some people can get drunk under the table with just two bottles of vodka, let alone three.

Zhang Hu did the same thing as before. He just went to the toilet a few times, urinated a few times, washed his hands, and then sat back at the table with a smile.

Halfway through the meal, when the contract was almost negotiated, the eleven Russians had all been knocked down and sent to the guesthouse to rest.

Sergei was the only one left at the table.

Li Yunfei slammed the table and said angrily, "My dear Davari, a tricycle costs 2,500 US dollars. Is this really expensive?"

"Can you still sign this contract today?"

Sergei swallowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, dear Davari, I will sign it right away. I shouldn't have doubted your sincerity."

Li Yunfei finally breathed a sigh of relief after watching the other party sign the contract.

After working so hard for so long, we finally got the contract. Warwick Factory can now be said to have finally come back to life.

At this moment, Zhao Ye looked at Zhang Hu as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

He came from a sales background, so he naturally knew how rare it was to have someone who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!

After Sergei signed the contract, he looked at the few bottles of vodka left on the table and said to Zhang Hu, "Davri, let's have a drink too!"

"Okay, sorry!"

(End of this chapter)