While out picking up trash, I was forcefully pushed around by a beautiful female CEO.

Zhao Jinlai and the others standing nearby couldn't help but glance at Lin Feng, their brows furrowing slightly.

At this point, they all vaguely realized that something was wrong.

Is this guy really a homeless man who collects trash and lives off women?

You should know that many people don't know how to open a bottle of Maotai when they drink it for the first time.

Judging from how practiced this guy's movements are, he's obviously had quite a bit to drink.

However, they didn't think too much about it. If Meng Qingyao's cheap husband really had some background, Luo Shihai would definitely have some information about him.

So, they quickly turned their attention back to Meng Qingyao.

"Come on, Mr. Meng, let me toast you! We're both in the pharmaceutical field, and there will be plenty of opportunities for us to collaborate in the future."

Pang Weifu was clearly very tactful. He immediately opened a new bottle of wine, poured a glass, and raised it to Meng Qingyao.

"Mr. Pang, you're too kind. If Mr. Pang is sincerely interested in cooperating, Meng's Pharmaceuticals will certainly not refuse!"

Meng Qingyao also stood up and poured herself a glass from Lin Feng's bottle of wine. Pang Weifu toasted her under the pretext of business cooperation, and she had no reason to refuse.

He downed the glass of wine cleanly and efficiently.

"Haha, yes, we invited President Meng here today, of course, not just for dinner! When it comes to making money, nobody would mind having another way to do so, President Meng, don't you agree? Come, let me toast President Meng!"

Almost as soon as Pang Weifu finished drinking with Meng Qingyao, Li Zheng stood up and raised his glass to Meng Qingyao as well.

Meng Qingyao couldn't refuse, so she had to drink another cup.

The others followed suit.

Soon, Meng Qingyao had downed a few drinks, and her cheeks visibly flushed.

Meng Qingyao is not without drinking experience. Sitting in the president's seat of Meng's Pharmaceuticals, her alcohol tolerance, while not exceptional, is not bad either.

But I couldn't resist drinking so fast.

After several drinks, Meng Qingyao was starting to feel a little dizzy.

"President Meng, President Zhao is here, aren't you going to have a drink with him?"

Pang Weifu then smiled and spoke again.

Meng Qingyao frowned, but still poured herself a glass of wine and said to Zhao Jin, "President Zhao, I'm afraid we'll have to trouble you to look after the loan. Here, let me toast you!"

Zhao Jinlai smiled and raised his glass to drink.

In this way, Meng Qingyao essentially drank a round of liquor all by herself, amounting to nearly three ounces.

Lin Feng glanced at Meng Qingyao and sighed inwardly. This woman must have experienced many such situations to have built the Meng Group to this level.

Then everyone began to eat.

Pang Weifu and Li Zheng frequently found various excuses to raise their glasses and ask for drinks during this time.

In less than twenty minutes, Meng Qingyao had already drunk seven or eight ounces of liquor.

This goes far beyond what was initially said about drinking less.

However, if you really calculate it, Pang Weifu and his group didn't actually drink that much.

"Come on, Mr. Meng, let's have another drink. Let's drink to our hearts' content today. As long as we drink to our hearts' content, I will sign the contract with Mr. Meng right away."

Pang Weifu stepped forward again.

Meng Qingyao's eyes were already somewhat glazed over. Upon hearing that she could sign a contract and secure an order, she almost instinctively raised her glass again.

But at that moment, a hand gently pressed down on her cup.

Lin Feng patted Meng Qingyao's hand, stood up, raised his glass, and said, "President Pang, since you enjoy drinking so much, why don't I join you?"

Pang Weifu's smile froze.

"What? Mr. Pang, is it not just about drinking? Or do you have some other motive?"

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Pang Weifu.

In an instant, Pang Weifu felt a chill run down his spine.

This feeling filled Pang Weifu with anger, as if he had been humiliated.

He was a company boss, yet he was outraged by a homeless man who collected scraps. How could he tolerate this?

"Mr. Pang, you have a great capacity for alcohol. I'm really not a good drinker. I have to attend a trade fair this afternoon. Lin Feng is my husband, so it's fine if he drinks for me!"

Meng Qingyao understood Lin Feng's intention and continued the conversation.

At this moment, Meng Qingyao was feeling the effects of the alcohol, and since she hadn't eaten much, although her mind was still somewhat clear, her body was already feeling hot and numb, and she was not under her control.

Seeing Meng Qingyao's condition, Zhao Jinlai, Pang Weifu, and the others knew that they were about to succeed. They figured that if they let Meng Qingyao drink a few more cups, she would definitely be unconscious.

The only problem is that now there's Lin Feng, this troublemaker.

Realizing this, Zhao Jinlai and the others exchanged glances. As long as they could get Lin Feng drunk, their mission for the day would be perfectly accomplished.

"Haha, okay, then I'll have a few drinks with Brother Lin!"

Pang Weifu quickly weighed the options in his mind and immediately put on a smiling face.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone raised their glasses to Lin Feng as if they had planned it beforehand.

Lin Feng, however, greeted everyone with a smile.

But soon, the group realized something was wrong. Half an hour had passed, and although Lin Feng was clearly drunk, no matter how much they tried to get him drunk, he showed no signs of passing out.

By this time, only one of the six bottles of wine remained.

Meng Qingyao had already fallen asleep, drunk, slumped over the table.

Pang Weifu and Li Zheng were also struggling to keep up. Their alcohol tolerance was only a few ounces more than Meng Qingyao's, and they had already downed almost a pound of liquor, while Lin Feng was still half-drunk.

"Oh dear, we're running out of wine, Mr. Pang. Could you ask the waiter to bring a few more bottles? This wine is delicious; it's the best wine I've ever tasted. I haven't had enough!"

Lin Feng opened the last bottle of wine and said to Pang Weifu with a smile.

"Let's not take the wine!"

Pang Weifu glanced at the sleeping Meng Qingyao and said coldly, his patience had run out. Meng Qingyao's current state had achieved the effect they wanted.

Now, of course, I don't want to waste any more energy on Lin Feng.

"Haha, you're not taking it? Okay then!"

Lin Feng pretended not to understand the implication in Pang Weifu's words, placed the opened bottle of wine on the table, and continued with a smile, "It seems Mr. Pang hasn't had enough yet. How about we switch to a larger glass, each of us drink half a bottle, and finish this one? I should take my wife home too..."

Upon hearing Lin Feng say he was going to take Meng Qingyao back, Pang Weifu, Li Zheng, Zhao Jinlai, and the others' expressions immediately changed.

Because they had drunk quite a bit, the group was no longer as calm as they had been before drinking. In addition, they felt that drinking with someone like Lin Feng was beneath them.

So when he heard Lin Feng say he was going to take Meng Qingyao away, Pang Weifu was the first to explode. He threw the teacup on the table at Lin Feng, yelling, "Drink my ass! Who do you think you are? You think you're worthy of me drinking with you?"