Super electric eel clone

Chapter 124 Why Are You So Drunk
"Good boss!" Yu Lin and Ito Yun nodded in unison, and then greeted the employees to sit down.

A total of three tables were placed in the hall of more than 100 square meters. Yu Lin led nine people to sit at a table, Ito Yun led nine people to sit at a table, and Chen Fan led Zhang Lele and the others to sit at a table with eight people.

The waiter's efficiency was very fast. Not long after Zhang Lele came in, all kinds of exquisite dishes were brought in one after another, especially those golden dishes [Squirrel Mandarin Fish] that were fried like a squirrel's tail.

The most important thing about this dish is knife skills and heat. The more times the mandarin fish is cut, the more difficult it is.Because the fish is soft, it is easy to fall apart when it is fried in a frying pan. Although it has been patted with starch, few chefs dare to cut more than [-] knives on the mandarin fish.

The dishes were all served, and at this time the waiters who came in with three servings of marinade came to a table each, and then poured red and orange marinade on top.

"Crack ~ creak ~ creak ~"

Waves of tempting aroma, accompanied by squirrel-like calls, viciously touched the taste buds of everyone present.

The golden-yellow mandarin fish turned into delicate red in an instant under the pouring of tomato marinade. Words such as "sour", "sweet", "fragrant", "crisp" and "tender" are different in the eyes of those men. stop flashing.

"Eat it while it's hot~Eat it while it's hot~"

Chen Fan yelled at the two tables next to him, and took the lead in picking up his chopsticks and forking [Squirrel Mandarin Fish].

"Okay~" They are all men of similar age, and they are not too restrained, let alone this young boss looks very approachable.So when the boss spoke, everyone didn't hesitate, and raised their chopsticks to attack the main dish in the center of the table.

Counting Chen Fan, there are a total of 37 men in their 20s. It is impossible to imagine how much food these people have. Three servings of the main dish [Squirrel Mandarin Fish], almost everyone only moved their chopsticks, leaving only three naked fish head.

"Shua, Shua, Shua~" The fish head was gone.

"Zhang Lele, go and ask the waiter to serve two servings of [Squirrel Mandarin Fish] per table!" Chen Fan said to Zhang Lele who was sipping fruit milk next to him.

Although as long as the hotel is of a certain grade, there will be dedicated waiters in the boxes, but I am afraid that few people like to have outsiders standing next to them while eating.

"Good boss!" Zhang Lele put down the cup in his hand and stood up.

Women drank drinks, men drank alcohol, Chen Fan did not dare to go to Moutai, he only dared to ask the waiter to carry four boxes of "Shuanggou blue and white porcelain", which was only a few thousand yuan less.

"Boss, I propose a toast to you!" A man in his early thirties stood up at Yu Lin's table, holding the wine glass in his hand and making a "squeak".

His name is Zhou Jun, and he is the captain of one of the container ships. He is 32 years old this year, with tough features, and he is also a guy who has been a soldier for several years.

"Sit and sit~ everyone is your own, don't be so polite, is it troublesome to stand up all the time?" Chen Fan also stood up, raised the cup in his hand to express, and then drank most of it.

One person took the lead, and the other employees clamored for a toast, and even Yu Lin joined in the fun.

"Ahem~" Chen Fan stood up again and coughed twice: "I'm sure I can't bear to toast one by one, so we don't have to engage in those red tapes. We all drink six glasses together, and then find our opponents."

More than 30 men with strong drinking capacity took turns to toast, even if Li Bai came, he would have to get down in a daze, let alone Chen Fan, who could drink to death?
If the boss speaks, can the buddy not listen?The whole group of men stood up laughing and laughing, "squeaking ~ squeaking ~" to finish off the liquid in the cup.

After drinking more than one or two glasses of wine, after sitting down, Chen Fan winked and hiccupped.

"Boss, drink some milk!" Zhao Shujie, who was sitting on Chen Fan's left, picked up a glass next to him, filled it with milk, and pushed it in front of Chen Fan.

Zhao Shujie is the accountant introduced by Zhang Lele. She is 22 years old and just graduated from school. She is very satisfied with the job with a good salary.After all, the gold content of college students is much lower than before, and there are a lot of people who can't find a job after leaving school for a few months.

"Yeah!" Chen Fan nodded, reaching for the cup.

His eyes were a little confused, he missed the cup, but grabbed Zhao Shujie's little hand.

"Boss~boss~"

Perhaps it was because her skin was too white, a blush quickly spread from Zhao Shujie's face to her neck, as if she wanted to smoke but didn't dare to pull it back shyly.

"Ah~ oh~" Chen Fan's wandering eyes regained their brilliance, he let go of Zhao Shujie's little hand to touch the cup again, and "wheezed" to dry up the milk in it.

After a few glasses of strong wine, his head became a little excited, and he stretched out his hand to the teacup, but somehow he was able to run to Zhao Shujie.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables~" Chen Fan laughed to hide his embarrassment, "Wine strengthens the courage of a hero", this is so fucking right.

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After a few bouts of liquor, the group of men became more and more unrestrained, one of them unbuttoned his jacket, looking for someone to drink everywhere like hungry wolves looking for food.

Chen Fan's table is a little restrained. With him as the boss, when the men drink, they will scratch their heads and make up "toasts" to show that they are elegant people.

"Boss, I wish you a prosperous business, abundant wealth and more than a year!"

An employee who was about 22 or [-] years old sitting opposite Chen Fan raised his wine glass and made a toast; a vulgar and short toast!
This group of guys lacked everything, but they lacked ink in their brains. Seeing a few conceivable toasts being preempted by others, they scratched their heads one by one. In the end, they really couldn't think of a better one, so they just ignored 21 and stood. It sounds the same.

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop toasting, I'm almost drunk!" Although Chen Fan didn't look good when he drank alcohol, it didn't mean he could drink it. The chaotic mind can't concentrate.

"Boss, people who say they are getting drunk are usually not drunk!" Zhang Lele on the right was holding a dimple, his eyes were full of smiles.

"Hi!" Chen Fan let out a strong smell of alcohol, "I'm... talking about deducting wages!"

Zhang Lele stuck out her pink tongue, and quickly pretended that I didn't say anything.

At the end of the story, Chen Fan is leading a group of men to drink...

"You Dong, are you really sure that person is the one who robbed us of the lady on the "Princess" cruise ship last time?"

In the elevator, Lei Zhuo, who was wearing a peaked cap, stared straight ahead, subconsciously moving the butterfly knife in his hand with his fingers, his eyes dark.

Although it was a few months later, every time he thought of the scene on the "Princess" cruise ship, he felt as if something blocked him.As the gangster leader of Shuangxian Road, he really couldn't stand being beaten like a dog, but he couldn't take revenge.

And this time finally got the chance!

Just now, You Dong called him and told him that he unexpectedly ran into the man last time in the Haitian Hotel and was walking towards the fifth floor, but the man with superb skills was not with him.

After laying in ambush outside for nearly an hour, I haven't waited for this guy to come out.He was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he found a hat and put it on, and walked into the hotel.

"This hatred must be washed away with his blood!" Lei Zhuo pulled the peaked cap on his head, this time he only brought two of the best fighters in Shuangxian Road, and there will be chaos if there are too many people.

"Ding!" After the elevator made a crisp beep, it opened with a swipe.

"Brother Lei, there." You Dong recognized the waitress standing outside the box at a glance.

"Well, a quick battle." Lei Zhuo shook off the butterfly knife and put it behind his back.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" The three waiters waiting at the door instinctively felt that something was wrong with these people.

"I have an appointment with the guests inside!" Lei Zhuo grimaced, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

Regardless of the waiter's obstruction, Lei Zhuo pushed open the door of the box.

"唰～唰～唰～唰～"

Thirty-seven knife-like gazes shot at Lei Zhuo in unison, and the noisy sound in the whole box suddenly fell silent, as if there was a word called "swords on the verge of breaking out" in the air.

How could such an aggressive and aggressive man in black clothes, peaked cap, and gloomy face not annoy this group of drunken burly men, especially when their interest was suddenly interrupted.

"My mother!" You Dong poked his head out from behind Lei Zhuo, his eyes suddenly turned into duck eggs.

When this kind of look appears on the earth, there is only one possibility!
It was when he raised the magnifying glass to admire the "Mona Lisa's Smile" in the Louvre at close range, the Mona Lisa in the painting suddenly opened her mouth, and then spit on his face.

How does it feel to have 37 strong men with red eyes and bulging muscles staring at you together?
It is no less than the feeling of ten tigers besieging you in a corner. Even if you have a dagger in your hand, it is only suitable for bleeding lambs, not fighting ten tigers.

"Who are you looking for?" Chen Fan frowned. At first glance, these people were definitely not someone who could promote social harmony and health, and promote the stability and prosperity of the clan.Chen Fan was very upset when someone suddenly interrupted his interest.

"Yes...sorry...yes...sorry...I found the wrong...wrong...place..."

Lei Zhuo was more courageous than the sky just now, but now he is smaller than an ant, and the palm of the dagger held by his back is full of sweat.

37 strong men, the kind whose mother has drunk alcohol, even if Jackie Chan comes, he will have to peel off his skin...

"Sorry~hug...sorry~"

Lei Zhuo's gloomy expression had already turned into a flattering smile. After closing the door gently, he immediately ran towards the elevator.

He was really afraid that Chen Fan would recall his face and lead a group of red-eyed tigers to tear him into fragmented territory like Russia.

"Come on, let's continue drinking!" Chen Fan raised his glass and shouted at everyone.

"I respect you, boss!" A group of men hurriedly stood up, holding cups.

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This meal cost Chen Fan more than 6000 yuan, and the four boxes of liquor were ruined by these animals, not counting the eight boxes of beer that were given as a gift.

A group of cattle staggered out of the gate of the hotel, and the lineup was so strong that even the welcome guests standing at the gate were shivering.

"Boss, let's take you back!" Zhang Lele took Chen Fan's arm, pouted at Zhao Shujie who was next to him, and motioned for her to come over and help the other arm.

"Okay...okay..." Chen Fan said inarticulately. He drank eight taels of white wine and two bottles of beer today, and now he can't even see things clearly. Since the two girls are interested, Chen Fan will certainly not refuse.

"Boss, slow down... slow down!"

Zhao Shujie came over with a shy face, and gently held Chen Fan's arm. With Zhang Lele by her side, she finally felt more relaxed.

Jingle bell~
At this moment, the phone in Zhang Lele's pocket rang.

"Hello..." Zhang Lele pressed the call button, and after he was fed, he fell silent.

"Shujie, can you take the boss back alone, my mother called me just now and told me to go back quickly, there is something urgent!"

"Ah..." Zhao Shujie was taken aback. What happened at the wine table just now made her petite heart still unable to calm down, and now she wants to send him back alone...

"He lives in Bolan Community..." It seemed that Zhang Lele was in a hurry. After leaving down his address, he hurriedly hailed a taxi.

"Boss, let's take a step ahead, please slow down!" More than 30 men are all winking people. When they see a crush, how can they continue to stand aside to spoil the scenery?

"Hmm... um..." Chen Fan was so confused that he couldn't even raise his head, so he could only grunt twice.

When the large group of people dispersed, Zhao Shujie had no choice but to bite the bullet and stop a taxi, and helped Chen Fan to sit in the back seat.

"Hi, hiccup~" Chen Fan got into the car, tilted to the side, and began to squint his eyes.After pouring so much wine into his stomach, although he has not yet vomited, his eyes are dazzled and his head is confused.

The taxi driver was very considerate. When he saw someone drunk, he slowed down to 45 yards, and even tried to avoid the manhole cover on the side of the road as much as he could.

The taxi drove all the way to the entrance of the villa. Zhao Shujie grabbed Chen Fan's arm and signaled Chen Fan to get up.

"Huh?" Chen Fan opened his eyes in confusion, his head was tingling, and he couldn't see where it was at all.

"Old...Old...boss~ I'm home~" Zhao Shujie's teeth were chattering, no matter if she followed the routine in the novel or the movie, it would never be what she expected.

Staggering out of the car, Chen Fan hung his head and shook his head.

"Old...old...boss~ that...that, I'll take a step first!" Zhao Shujie was like a frightened little white rabbit, and quickly got into the taxi without waiting for Chen Fan to agree.

"Got home?"

Chen Fan swayed and touched the white garden iron gate. After groping for a long time, he took out the key from his pocket. After groping for a long time, he couldn't find a clue to open the door.

The pain in his head and the pulling force of his eyelids hit Chen Fan's nerves all the time.

Since he couldn't open the door, Chen Fan simply slapped his butt on the ground, leaning against the iron door, and was about to stare until the alcohol was gone.

"Why are you so drunk?"

At this moment, Wu Ruoyu, who was wearing a small black suit, walked up to Chen Fan, knelt down and shook Chen Fan's arm.

She had just finished her work and came home when she saw her neighbor Chen Fan leaning against the iron gate like a dead ghost, and his smell of alcohol, which could be smelled ten meters away, fully explained that he was lying down. s reason.

(End of this chapter)