From abandoned baby to CEO

Mr. Zhao, accompanied by Sun Jianjun, walked through the entire breeding farm.

In order to seize this rare opportunity, Sun Jianjun also tried his best.

He kept smiling with him all the way. During Mr. Zhao's visit, Sun Jianjun was like a commentator, non-stop and objectively reporting the details of the farm to Mr. Zhao. Including advantages and existing problems, the purpose is to give Mr. Zhao a comprehensive understanding of the farm.

In order to gain Mr. Zhao's trust, Sun Jianjun tactfully showed Mr. Zhao his rich experience in the breeding industry and his way of doing things.

Sun Jianjun knew in his heart that this was an opportunity to bring himself back to life, and he longed for such an opportunity deep in his heart.

After the entire visit, Mr. Zhao had a preliminary understanding of Sun Jianjun’s breeding farm and Sun Jianjun himself.

Sun Jianjun accompanied us all the way, talked and laughed all the way.

Sun Jianjun looked calm on the surface, but in fact his nervous palms were sweating, and he had been secretly observing the changes in the expression on Mr. Zhao's face.

When he saw Mr. Zhao listening to his story carefully with a satisfied smile on his face, Sun Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense heart finally relaxed.

In order to leave a good impression on Mr. Zhao, the cash-strapped Sun Jianjun gritted his teeth and invited Mr. Zhao and Tong Wei to have dinner at a high-end hotel in Quancheng City.

Mr. Zhao is a good drinker and has a bold personality. He is a typical northerner. He is tall and powerful, has a sweet temperament, and has an astonishing amount of alcohol.

As soon as we were seated, we asked the waiter to bring us 3 bottles of the best wine in the hotel.

Sun Jianjun was frightened when he saw this posture.

I thought: It's over now. It looks like I'm going to drink myself under the table at this dinner.

Sun Jianjun used to be quite a drinker. If he performed normally, he could drink half a catty. If he performed extraordinarily, he could drink eight or nine taels.

But if a hero doesn’t mention his former bravery, that’s all in the past.

Since the accident at the farm, he had been eating potatoes and cabbage for several months, coupled with great mental pressure, and he clearly felt that his body was getting worse day by day.

He felt that his drinking capacity was not even at a normal level, let alone extraordinary.

However, Sun Jianjun had one thought in his mind: He had to go all out tonight, even if he drank himself unconscious, he still had to drink and be happy with Mr. Zhao.

Because Tong Wei didn't drink alcohol, Sun Jianjun's pressure suddenly became even greater.

When the waiter brought the wine glass, Mr. Zhao said, "This is not enough, so bring your beer glass!"

Sun Jianjun was dumbfounded when he heard this: One beer glass is equivalent to three taels of wine!

When Mr. Zhao enthusiastically filled the wine glass in front of Sun Jianjun, an awkward smile appeared on Sun Jianjun's face.

……

"Boss Sun, come and drink to our fate!"

Mr. Zhao stood up, raised his wine glass, and said with a sincere smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao! It's a great honor to meet Mr. Zhao."

Sun Jianjun quickly stood up, picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Mr. Zhao with a smile.

While drinking, Sun Jianjun glanced at Mr. Zhao in front of him out of the corner of his eye. He thought that if Mr. Zhao drank half of the drink, he would also drink half of it, so that he could preserve more of his own strength and drink with Mr. Zhao.

What Sun Jianjun never expected was that Mr. Zhao raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Sun Jianjun could only endure the spicy taste and finish the glass of wine.

After putting down the wine glass and eating a few bites of the food, Mr. Zhao raised his glass again after chatting for a few words: "I would like to toast you with this glass. I am lucky enough to know such an outstanding person like you!"

After two glasses of wine, Sun Jianjun's stomach was burning.

Sun Jianjun is allergic to alcohol. As soon as he drinks alcohol, his face will immediately turn redder than a monkey's butt.

Sun Jianjun had never drank like this before. When he drank before, he always used a small cup and drank slowly and slowly.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao's drinking style was fast and furious. This pace made Sun Jianjun very uncomfortable. After only two drinks, he felt a little overwhelmed.

He felt like a fire was burning in his stomach and face, and beads of sweat kept pouring out of his forehead.

At this time, Tong Wei stood up, picked up the water glass in front of him, and said with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "Mr. Zhao, Boss Sun, I'll take tea instead of water. Cheers to our fateful acquaintance!"

Then another drink.

This glass of wine finally made Sun Jianjun's stomach churn.

From the moment he entered the box, Sun Jianjun's entire attention was focused on Mr. Zhao. Although he ordered a large table full of food, he was busy chatting with Mr. Zhao and barely took a few bites of the food. .

It is said that wine and meat are equal to wine and meat, and if you eat more meat, you can drink more. Sun Jianjun felt that his stomach was full of wine, and what came up from his stomach was also a strong smell of wine.

Sun Jianjun took the opportunity to go to the bathroom. As soon as he entered the bathroom, before he had time to think, he heard a "Wow" and the contents of his stomach were all displayed in the toilet of the bathroom.

Sun Jianjun was so worried that he vomited and burst into tears.

Sun Jianjun wiped away his tears, rinsed his mouth, and quickly walked into the box in high spirits.

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"Boss Sun, I'm so happy today, keep drinking! You won't come back until you're drunk!"

Mr. Zhao raised his glass and said boldly.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao, I'm happy and I won't go home until I'm drunk..."

Sun Jianjun smiled and raised his glass to greet him.

After a few more glasses of wine, Sun Jianjun went to the bathroom again.

It has to be said that Mr. Zhao's drinking capacity is really scary. Seeing that the two bottles of wine have reached the bottom, Mr. Zhao's face does not change and his heart does not beat.

Moreover, the more Mr. Zhao drank, the more interested he became. He began to tell Sun Jianjun his history of struggle and talked about the great prospects after cooperating with Sun Jianjun.

Sun Jianjun kept repeating one action: nodding and smiling.

In fact, he had many ideas that he wanted to communicate with Mr. Zhao in front of him. But he didn't dare to open his mouth to speak, and the contents of his stomach kept rising to his throat. He bit his lip tightly and swallowed hard.

He was afraid that if he opened his mouth to speak, it would be broadcast live.

Soon, the three bottles of wine on the table were finished, and the fourth bottle was half drunk. Sun Jianjun himself lost count of how many times he had gone to the bathroom.

Mr. Zhao in front of him kept talking to him. Sun Jianjun couldn't hear what the specific content was even if he pricked his ears. He just nodded and smiled mechanically, his vision became increasingly blurry, and Mr. Zhao's smiling face in front of him also gradually became blurry.

His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and he felt as if he was about to jump out of his body; his legs began to shake rapidly without any control, and his whole body was as soft as a pair of stockings thrown on the bed...

"Boss Sun, come on, cheers!"

Sun Jianjun vaguely heard Mr. Zhao's voice. He struggled to pick up the wine glass in front of him and said, "Mr. Zhao... have a drink..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wine glass in his hand slipped from his hand, and his body limply slid down from the chair with him. Then he felt his body was light and airy, and then he felt that the picture in front of him suddenly stopped...