I donated 100 million at the beginning

After exchanging contact information with Yang Mier.

Yang Tian at the side finally couldn't bear it anymore, patted Hu Yibao under the table, and said, "Come, eat food and drink!"

"One mouthful!"

Looking at the glass of white wine that Yang Tian filled for himself, let's not talk about it.

Put it before.

Hu Yibao might refuse.

but now.

I am already a junior sommelier.

According to the system statement.

A bottle of white wine does not pour.

"Come!"

Hu Yibao directly lifted the quilt.

After the two had a drink.

Yang Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

Hu Yibao followed closely.

Eat it in one gulp.

Yang Tian saw that Hu Yibao ate his food without blushing after drinking, and couldn't help but praise him.

"Young man, you can drink well!"

"Okay!"

"Continued Cup!"

Yang Mier got up.

Pick up the bottle.

Two cups were filled one after another.

"Come!"

Yang Tian picked up the wine glass, still feeling bored.

Hu Yibao was not stage fright either.

Drank it straight away.

Gong chips are staggered.

Three rounds of wine.

The two bottles of liquor that Hu Yibao brought had already been drunk to the bottom.

Yang Tian even opened two more bottles of homemade.

Two people drank four bottles of liquor.

Yang Tian blushed and looked at Hu Yibao in shock.

At this time, Hu Yibao's face was still calm, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

Yang Tian hugged Hu Yibao and said drunkenly.

"brother!"

"If it weren't for the wine, I watched you drink it with my own eyes. I would almost think that what you drank was water."

"Good drink."

"My old Yang admires you today."

"You are the most drunk person I have ever met in my life."

Hu Yibao said to Yang Tian with a wry smile.

"Uncle Yang, you also drink a lot!"

If it wasn't for the fact that he had specially spent reputation points while drinking, he had upgraded the junior sommelier to the top sommelier.

It reached the point where ten catties of liquor could not be poured.

He really couldn't beat Yang Tian.

This guy.

Drinking is crazy.

After drinking almost two bottles of white, he was able to maintain a clear consciousness.

"Don't call me Uncle Yang, just call me Brother Yang."

Yang Tian shook his head and said.

"Do you know what my other identity is?"

"National third-level bartender, this baijiu, when I was young, I could not get drunk at six catties."

"However, after resigning, I haven't drank for a long time, which has led to a serious decline in alcohol consumption."

Drink too much wine.

Talk a lot.

Yang Tian was about to put Hu Yibaolou in his arms and whispered.

"I'm at home now, specializing in stock trading. I'm lucky. In the past ten years, I've made hundreds of millions. Do you want to hang out with you, Brother Yang?"

"Within one year, I will buy you a house."

How many millions can a normal person earn by trading in stocks?

Hu Yibao looked at Yang Tian with admiration.