Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

The banquet hall was resplendent with gold and silver, and dozens of tables were set up to the brim.

Bai Li, accompanied by four spirited young women, walked to a table in the corner and sat down.

"Big brother, that was really satisfying to yell at!" Chen Tingting plopped down in a chair, her face flushed with excitement. "Look at that fatso's face, it was as red as a pig's liver, hahaha!"

"Keep your voice down." Bai Li took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair. "The real show is yet to come."

Soon, the dishes began to be served one after another.

Cold dishes, stir-fries, prawns, braised pork knuckle...

While it may not be considered top-tier, it's quite impressive for a county town.

At the same table were several middle-aged men who looked like they ran small businesses. When they saw Bai Li sit down with this group of girls with dyed hair and tattoos, they immediately showed expressions of disgust.

They exchanged a glance and moved their chairs to the side, as if afraid of getting any bad luck.

"What kind of people are these..." a middle-aged man in a jacket muttered under his breath, "It's like a street food stall."

"Shh, don't cause trouble, he looks like a gangster." Another middle-aged woman curled her lip and hugged her bag tightly to her chest.

Bai Li pretended not to hear and tapped the plate with her chopsticks:

"Don't just stand there, eat! Each of you has two hundred yuan as a gift; it would be a loss if you didn't eat it all up."

Upon hearing this, the four girls completely let loose.

"This shrimp is good!" Lin Xiaoshuang grabbed a braised shrimp and stuffed it into her mouth, her mouth dripping with oil.

Chen Tingting was even more audacious. She stood up, grabbed the plate of braised pork knuckle, and with one bite, she had half of it in her own bowl.

"This skin is awful! Brother, you should try some!"

Although Li Jiaxin ate in a slightly more refined manner, she was not slow at all, and soon a mountain of bones had piled up in front of her.

In order to show Bai Li that she wouldn't waste food, Zhang Qian didn't even leave any of the side dishes on her plate.

The other people at the table had just picked up their chopsticks and hadn't even had a chance to turn the table when they discovered that half of the plates were already empty.

"Hey, hey, hey! What's going on with you guys?"

The middle-aged man in the jacket finally couldn't hold back any longer and banged on the table, shouting:

"Everyone hasn't even touched their chopsticks yet, and you're already showing off everything in your own mouths. Don't you have any manners?"

"that is!"

The older woman also looked at him with disdain:

"Two hundred yuan as a gift? Humph, we give gifts starting at a thousand!"

"Don't you even know what kind of occasion this is? Bringing such a shady character here to freeload is truly shameful."

Chen Tingting, with a chicken leg dangling from her mouth, slammed her chopsticks on the table upon hearing this, her eyes flashing with a fierce look:

"What? You think we're eating too much? Isn't this food served to be eaten?"

"You'd be stupid to give a thousand, our big brother only gave two hundred to save face for little brat! Keep nagging, and believe me, I'll tie you to the rocking horse outside!"

"Damn it, I'm going to eat, eat, eat! I'll just gulp it all in so you won't even get a sip of soup!"

Her shout, coupled with the imposing presence of her tattooed arms and red hair, startled the older woman so much that she shrank back.

Bai Li peeled the shrimp slowly and deliberately, without even looking up:

"Eat your food, ignore the barking dogs."

Just then, Old Wang, holding a wine glass, led Xia Qing to each table to offer toasts.

His chubby face had regained its rosy color, clearly indicating that he had drunk quite a bit.

When he reached Bai Li's table, Old Wang deliberately stopped in his tracks.

He glanced at the mess on the table, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes, before replacing it with a treacherous smile.

"Hey, you're enjoying your food."

Old Wang, holding up his wine glass, deliberately spoke loudly:

"It seems Xiao Li is really struggling financially, and doesn't usually get to eat such good food, does she? No problem, there's plenty for you today! If that's not enough, I'll have someone bring you two more plates of steamed buns!"

The people at the surrounding tables burst into laughter.

Xia Qing, arm in arm with Lao Wang, looked down at Bai Li:

"Bai Li, stop just eating! Today is our big day, Lao Wang and I. Aren't you going to offer a toast?"

Bai Li wiped his hands, picked up the teacup in front of him, and stood up.

"Forget the alcohol, I drove here," Bai Li said calmly.

"Let's toast with tea instead of wine... what's that phrase again? Oh right, a bitch and a dog, may their love last forever."

"Pfft—" Lin Xiaoshuang was drinking a beverage when she sprayed it out.

The scene fell silent once again.

Old Wang's smile instantly turned sinister.

He slammed his wine glass heavily on the table, spilling most of the wine.

"Bai Li! You're really asking for it, aren't you?"

Fueled by alcohol, Old Wang pointed at Bai Li's nose:

"Driving? That's a rented car, what are you pretending for? If you're a man, drink this glass of wine today! Otherwise, don't even think about leaving this house!"

With a wave of his hand, several burly men surrounded Bai Li, staring at him menacingly.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Bai Li looked at Old Wang's exasperated expression and suddenly laughed.

"Tsk, if you dare touch me, I'll make sure you're not wearing any underwear unless I extort you outright." Bai Li put down his teacup, his eyes sharpening.

"However, drinking is fine too. How about we make a bet?"

"What are we betting on?" Old Wang squinted.

"Let's bet on the wine." Bai Li pointed to the unopened bottle of liquor on the table:

"I chugged this whole bottle in one go. If I pass out, I'll do whatever you tell me to do."

Old Wang's heart skipped a beat. This was a great opportunity to embarrass Bai Li, but he didn't get too carried away.

"What if you hadn't fallen?" Old Wang asked warily.

"If I hadn't collapsed," Bai Li pointed to the LED screen in the center of the hall that was displaying wedding photos:

"Lend me your big screen for five minutes. I want to show everyone something exciting."

"That's it?" Old Wang was stunned.

Just five minutes on the screen? What kind of bet is that?

Xia Qing tugged at Lao Wang's sleeve, somewhat uneasy:

"Old Wang, don't gamble with him, he's definitely up to no good..."

"What are you afraid of!" Old Wang shook off Xia Qing's hand.

This bottle contains a full pound of high-proof liquor. If you chug it down in one go, you'll either die or end up in the hospital!

"Alright! I'll take the bet!" Old Wang waved his hand grandly and said boldly, "Everyone here can be a witness! Bring the wine!"

The waiter immediately brought over a bottle of 52-degree Wuliangye liquor.

Without saying a word, Bai Li unscrewed the lid.

"Big brother..." Zhang Qian tugged at his sleeve with some concern.

Bai Li gave her a reassuring look, tilted her head back, and held the bottle to her lips.

"Glug, glug, glug..."

The clear liquid flowed down my throat, and the pungent smell of alcohol filled the air.

Bai Li remained unfazed, as if he were simply drinking plain water.

The physical enhancement brought by the system's talent also resulted in a metabolic rate several times that of ordinary people.

After drinking this pound of liquor, I only felt slightly warm.

In less than a minute, the bottle was upside down.

Bai Li placed the empty bottle on the table with a muffled thud.

His face was slightly flushed, but his eyes were clear and his posture was as steady as a mountain.

"Good wine." Bai Li wiped his mouth, looked at the dumbfounded Lao Wang and Xia Qing, and revealed a devilish smile.

"Now, it's my turn to cash in my bet."

He took out the USB drive he had prepared beforehand from his pocket and tossed it to Chen Tingting, who was standing next to him.

"Tingting, go and insert it."

"Okay!" Chen Tingting caught the USB drive and rushed to the control panel like a happy rabbit.

Old Wang suddenly had a very ominous premonition, but with so many people in front of him, it was too late for him to back out.

The next second, the big screen flickered.

The once beautiful wedding photos have disappeared.

Instead, a shaky camera focused on the door of a chain hotel room.

And that blush-inducing yet incredibly familiar shout, amplified by the sound system, instantly resounded throughout the entire banquet hall.

"Since I'm here with my little queen, I have to use technology..."

"Hehe... Queen, I am your dog..."