Interstellar first money-making tool

Today's organizers are all Zhong's old friends, and most of the guests are lobbyists of the organizer.

As soon as they entered the door, they were almost overwhelmed by flattering smiles from all directions.

Zhong Ji just regarded it as an ordinary banquet, he stood still at a champagne table, took a few sips with a glass.

The person opposite had a smiling face, no matter what he said, he responded with a smile.

On the other hand, Xin Chen, who was beside him, let out a disdainful sneer from time to time, which made the person on the other side show a look of fear, ended in a few words, and did not dare to come to talk to him again.

"I didn't expect you to be so easy to use." Zhong Ji smiled and brought a glass of champagne to Xin Chen, "Today's wines are all good, I have tasted several kinds, and the prices are all pretty good."

Xin Chen took the glass of champagne with a light smile, and only took a sip.

Zhong Ji vaguely recalled that he never seemed to see Xin Chen let go of drinking.

"In this day and age, there is no fairway police to check for drunk driving. Why are you so shy?"

Xin Chen's eyes darkened slightly, and he smiled helplessly: "There is no way to do this if you don't drink well."

Zhong Ji raised his eyebrows, it was the first time he had heard Xin Chen reveal himself.

"Sure, Lieutenant Colonel Xin, if you make me unhappy in the future, I'll give you a bottle of Lao Baigan, haha."

Xin Chen just kept laughing, Zhong Ji felt that he was bored, and from time to time someone came over to talk to him, and wanted to invite Zhong Ji to the private room next door to have a secret talk.

Zhong Ji refused all of them.

The man looked at Zhong Ji and brought many people over - Lieutenant Colonel Xin with a cold and tough military style, Zhong Yi who responded to everything, a white and tender young master Zhong Shou who only knew how to eat desserts, FIS investigator Gu Xiyuan, and Zhong's rival Xu Qinghuai, the president of Xu's.

They couldn't help but admire Zhong Ji's good means and magnanimity, even a strong enemy could be invited to join the banquet.

I don't know if Zhong Ji did it on purpose, or if he was really careless.

Also because of Zhong Ji's "many people and powerful forces", they were not easy to attack, so they could only use the excuse that Zhong Ji didn't want to save face and force him to drink.

Zhong Ji thought, since they don't want to tear their faces apart, there's no need for him to turn against them here.

It's just a drink, even if he gets down on the ground, Xin Chen will definitely send him home safely.

He drank two glasses first, and when he picked up the wine from the third person with a smile, the glass was snatched away by Xin Chen.

The person who was toasting on the opposite side was stunned, and then narrowed his eyes dangerously and asked, "What does Lieutenant Colonel Xin mean?"

Xin Chen pulled out an unfriendly smile: "Xiaoji will go back to deal with business later, I will drink the next wine for him."

The person on the opposite side frowned and was about to retort, Xin Shen said: "Why, are you unwilling to give Xin this face?"

Those present, no one dared to disrespect the face of one of the three major colonels in the future, not to mention that this person is very likely to succeed Colonel Xin as the head of the new three major colonels.

They were sorry, but they spared no effort to come over to toast.

When they drink Lieutenant Colonel Xin down, it will be that bastard Zhong Ji's turn!

The organizers felt sorry for the huge amount of money spent on their ostentation, but couldn't swallow it, so they simply made money back at the wine market. As long as it can make that boy Zhong Ji feel embarrassed, they are willing to spend no matter how much effort they put in.

At first, Zhong Ji saw Xin Chen drinking freely and carefreely, and thought that the man's "poor capacity for drinking" was lying to himself.

After drinking a glass of wine, Xin Chen still looked normal, as if what he just drank was water.

Zhong Ji couldn't help teasing: "Xin Chen, how dare you say that you can't drink well, you are too..."

Before the words finished, Xin Chen fell forward.

Zhong Ji caught Xin Chen with sharp eyes and hands. The man looked thin, and Zhong Ji almost broke his waist when he caught him head-on.

"Xin Chen!" He was a little panicked, and suppressed his vibrato, "You, what's wrong with you?"

The chatter and laughter of nearby guests stopped abruptly, and everyone looked sideways.

Shoushou was the first to throw down the dinner plate, and dragged Zhong Yi to this side.

The smirk on Gu Xiyuan's mouth also disappeared, and he walked over quickly.

Xu Qinghuai, who was originally absent-minded in greeting others, turned her head and came over looking for the voice.

Not far away, Wen Zhenghe said "excuse me" in a low voice, seeing his young master's expression, he almost trotted all the way here.

Zhong Yi stretched out his hand, touched Xin Chen up and down, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "Xiaoji, don't panic, he just drank too much."

Zhong Ji's voice trembled slightly: "It's just that I drank too much?...Why is there no sign of drinking too much? Brother, are you misjudging?"

"Let me take a look!" Gu Xiyuan's level of survival in the wild was comparable to that of Zhong Yi. He used a similar method to investigate, "It's okay, don't think about it, just drink too much."

One or two said that, Zhong Ji's heart finally settled down.

The guests who were watching the excitement chatted and laughed, their eyes fell on this side vaguely, looking at Xin Chen who was drunk and without any lethality, their eyes on Zhong Ji were even more presumptuous.

A few people who didn't think it was a big deal came over with wine and were going to pour Zhong Ji down. It's better to make a drunken misbehavior, and it's better to let Zhong Ji, a young aristocrat's ugly face, be posted on the star network for a few days.

Unexpectedly, before the wine glass was brought to him, he was cut off by that uncle Zhong Yi.

"What's the matter, do you want to drink with Xiaoji?" Zhong Ji stopped the man, with an irresistible smile on his face, "The situation in his family is not good, so I probably don't have the heart to drink with you, why don't I come to accompany you?" Are you relieved of boredom?"

What he said was as if he was serving drinks in a club.

Seeing Zhong Yi's serious face, the man was so surprised that he turned a corner with the wine in his hand, and smiled apologetically, "I don't drink too much, but I just wanted to have a drink with Mr. Zhang. Besides, now that Lieutenant Colonel Xin has drunk like this, How could I do such a deed of making things worse?"

Seeing that the person spoke insincerely, Shangshou stopped, turned to drink and chat with "Mr. Zhang", and burst out laughing.

When Zhong Yi saw Shoushou's smile, he couldn't control it for a while. The expression on his face was both silly and idiot, which perfectly interpreted what is meant by "idiot".

Gu Xiyuan was ashamed to look at it, and coughed lightly, hoping to call back his brother's reason.

Xu Qinghuai, who had no eyesight, asked worriedly: "Xiyuan, you don't catch a cold, do you?"

"Are there still weak chickens who have a fever and a cold in this era?" Gu Xiyuan rolled his eyes at him, very disgusted.

He turned to Zhong Ji and said, "You take Xin Chen back first, we are here, and Mr. Wen is here, nothing will happen."

Zhong Ji was also interested in leaving at first, he nodded and called softly: "Xin Chen...are you still awake?"

The man's voice was terribly hoarse, and it took a long time before he said "hmm" slowly.

"Then let's go home." Zhong Ji has S-level physical fitness, and he can carry Xin Chen back without panting.

But the person who was drunk at the moment was Xin Chen. He was so flustered that he couldn't even use his strength.

He worked hard to get the man onto the starship, and he drove at lightning speed all the way.

He secretly thought that when Zhong's financial resources were sufficient, he would invest in a laboratory dedicated to research on teleportation technology.