After the real daughter is reborn, she is beautiful

The applause from the audience lasted for about half a minute before it gradually stopped. Fu Ziqing was talking eloquently on the stage. This was the manuscript he had memorized in advance.

Although he entered the water calmly on the surface, he was uneasy in his heart. After all, this was the first time he took on such a major role, or in other words, this was his first job after graduation, and it was the key to verifying his research results.

He can't make a single mistake!
As Fu Ziqing's speech came to an end, bursts of warm applause erupted from the audience again, and he was relieved that the listing ceremony was finally halfway through.

Bowing deeply, Fu Ziqing heard the thunderous applause, and his eyes were even a little moist. All these years of hard work were finally not in vain.

Fu Ziqing secretly made up his mind to make the Lin Group bigger and stronger, to open the eyes of those who had ridiculed him, and let them know that his research was correct.

The ceremony came to an end with the applause of everyone, and Fu Ziqing left the stage slowly. With the ballroom dance of a group of dancers as the opening, an extremely luxurious reception officially began.

"Boss Fu is really young and promising!"

"Boss Fu, congratulations."

"Boss Fu, this is the youngest daughter of my Li family, Yingying, hurry up and say hello!"

During the feasting, many people came to chat with Fu Ziqing, false blessings, compliments against their will, and some company bosses who were about to go bankrupt introduced their daughters to Fu Ziqing in an attempt to get Fu Ziqing to help their company.

But these were blocked one by one by Fu Ziqing's gentle smile and impeccable coping methods.

At the same time, Fu Ziqing was dizzy from the cup after cup of wine swallowed into his stomach. Before he had time to eat dinner, he felt a pain in his abdomen, and his vision gradually blurred.

Bearing the pain, he looked up at the clock hanging in the lobby. The reception was only half over. Fu Ziqing was clutching his abdomen, and was about to walk to the round table and pour himself a glass of warm water.

But in the dimness, another figure in a suit and leather shoes crossed in front of him.

Fu Ziqing had no choice but to brace himself, and casually took a glass of red wine with the lowest alcohol content from the round table beside him. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he had that gentle look again.

If you ignore the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Fu Ziqing raised his head, and only then did he see who was coming.

The person who came was Su Mingze, the chairman of Su Shi Group.

"I've been watching Boss Fu for a long time. Boss Fu is really good at drinking. Su also wants to have a drink with Boss Fu."

Looking at the beads of sweat on Fu Ziqing's forehead and slightly soaked hair, his pale lips showed that his physical condition was not good at the moment, the corners of Su Mingze's mouth raised slightly, drawing a sinister arc.

"Where is it, Mr. Su was joking."

Fu Ziqing was already a little drunk, coupled with his stomach throbbing, naturally he didn't see the cunning in Su Mingze's eyes.

The crystal wine glasses clashed crisply, Fu Ziqing raised his head slightly, and drank the wine in his hand.

But Su Mingze remained motionless, he didn't finish the wine in his hand, but quietly looked at the bottomless goblet in Fu Ziqing's hand.

"Boss Fu, I'm afraid it's a little unreasonable for you to do this?"

There was a smile on the corner of Su Mingze's mouth, but the lightly parted thin lips were like a poisonous snake spit out a red letter, quenched with deadly poison.

He ignored Fu Ziqing's suspicious eyes, and continued:

"Boss Fu clinks glasses with others, but they drink high-purity vodka. How can he drink with Su? It turns into red wine."

Before Fu Ziqing could explain, he said again:

"Could it be that Mr. Fu looks down on me, Su?"

The air of the entire reception froze instantly, and the voices of talking and laughing around seemed to be much quieter.

The people next to them all had their ears up, paying close attention to the situation here, for fear of missing something good.

Fu Ziqing groaned inwardly, so he had no choice but to pick up another glass of vodka with ice cubes from the round table, raised his glass slightly, and drank it down again.

"President Su, it's because I didn't think carefully."

Fu Ziqing, who didn't know how many glasses of wine he had drunk, was already a little vain. If he hadn't relied on his amazing perseverance, he might have fallen asleep on the floor long ago.

"Since this is the case, Mr. Fu will punish himself with three drinks. After drinking this one, there are still two left."

Su Mingze didn't seem to intend to let Fu Ziqing go, his intensified demands made Fu Ziqing's headache worse.

That's right, Lin's group has robbed the curatorial position of the Imperial Capital Central Art Museum that was about to be acquired by the public, so people like Su Mingze, who must take revenge, will naturally want to get it back elsewhere.

Fu Ziqing had no choice but to follow suit. He is both the host of this grand ceremony and a newcomer in the financial circle. If he makes a fool of himself in his first appearance, it will be even more difficult to find his way in the future.

He gritted his teeth and reached out to the round table again.

And Su Mingze seemed to be kind, he had already taken a step ahead of Fu Ziqing, and handed him a glass of vodka.

Fu Ziqing twitched the corners of his mouth, endured the uproar in his stomach, took the vodka that Su Mingze handed over, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Boss Fu is really good at drinking."

Before Fu Ziqing could slow down, Su Mingze handed over the last glass of wine.

At this time, Fu Ziqing was a little unconscious, and even the abdominal pain was not so severe.

All he could think about was drinking the three glasses of wine and rushing to the bathroom to spit it out.

The last cup was almost snatched from Su Mingze's hand, Fu Ziqing drank it down again, and left temporarily under the admiring eyes of everyone.

Su Mingze raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect this guy to be able to drink these three glasses of spirits.

Not to mention drinking so much alcohol before.

However, there are other good things waiting for him next, who told Lin's group to dare to snatch food from his Su's group's mouth.

No matter who the president of the Lin Group is, he will destroy the Lin Group.

At this time, Fu Ziqing couldn't control that much at all, he was lying on the toilet in the men's room, throwing up in the dark.

All the wine he had just drank was spit out, but he was still retching, as if to spit out all the bile in his stomach.

But even if he vomited everything out, the severe pain in his stomach still couldn't be relieved.

Fu Ziqing didn't care too much, he stood up while supporting the edge of the toilet, and wobbled to the edge of the sink.

He smoothed the slightly wrinkled suit on his body, washed his face with clean water, and straightened his messy hair. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his dress, he left the bathroom.

When Fu Ziqing reappeared in the banquet hall, Xufu's footsteps regained his composure, and his hazy pupils became clear again.

Except for the faint smell of alcohol on his body, it was impossible to tell that he had drunk alcohol.