Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

As soon as Jiang Jinyu made a contemplative movement, Song Qianxi had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, Jiang Jinyu didn't intend to let her go.

"Sister-in-law, my wine has a low alcohol content. It is sweet and delicious and can be used as a drink. It is very suitable for girls to practice alcohol."

While talking, Jiang Jinyu filled up Song Qianxi's wine again, and continued: "I heard that you opened a comic studio, and when you grow bigger in the future, you will inevitably have entertainment and avoid losses in the future. You can try it out with me tonight."

Chu Muhan said in his heart: Let me see who dares to let Song Qianxi entertain!

"As for me, although I am not as good at business as Mu Han, I have rich entertainment experience. Today I will pass on all the entertainment knowledge I have learned all my life to you!" Jiang Jinyu slapped his chest, and proudly raised his glass and drank it down.

It has to be said that Song Qianxi was a little moved.

At the beginning of the establishment of the comic studio, Zheng Xueying said that she would be allowed to come if there were entertainment in the future.

However, as long as she is with her, it is impossible to be alone. You have to practice your drinking capacity and eloquence.

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Jiang first."

Song Qianxi picked up the wine glass and took a big sip, the sweetness spread in her mouth without bitterness.

As Jiang Jinyu said, like drinks are suitable for drinking.

Immediately afterwards, he drank the rest.

Chu Muhan and Jiang Jinyu were both surprised by being so straightforward.

"Mr. Jiang, can you tell me more about entertainment now?"

"of course can!"

After achieving his goal, Jiang Jinyu's smile was brighter than the red padded jacket on his body.

Picking up the wine glass and sitting next to Song Qianxi, they talked eloquently, explaining how not to offend others, how to refuse alcohol, and how to speak and behave. Song Qianxi listened carefully and nodded from time to time. The two completely ignored Chu Muhan.

Song Qianxi raised his glass, "Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years."

Jiang Jinyu toasted, "A confidant in the sea is like neighbors in the world."

When the words fell, the wine glasses collided and made a crisp sound of 'ding'.

The two raised their heads tacitly, and drank it all in one gulp, quite like the heroic trend of ancient poets drinking and composing poems.

Chu Muhan: "..."

"Come on, let's have another drink."

Jiang Jinyu helped Song Qianxi to fill it up, but Song Qianxi did not refuse, when she put the wine glass to her lips and raised her head to drink, the wine glass in her hand was suddenly snatched away, she looked at it blankly.

Seeing Chu Mu coldly looking at Jiang Jinyu, he drank the wine snatched from her, slapped it on the table, and shouted, "Tian Lin, serve the wine!"

Dare to feed me a woman, treat me as dead?

Jiang Jinyu: "..."

Song Qianxi: "..."

After a while, two bottles of high-quality liquor were placed on the table.

Chu Muhan skillfully opened the package, poured two glasses, and handed one of them to Jiang Jinyu, "I'll drink with you."

Jiang Jinyu wanted to cry, but Chu Muhan came to join in the fun.

Didn't you see that he was trying his best to help him?

Jiang Jinyu blushed, "Mu Han, don't play so big."

Chu Muhan looked serious, and said seriously, "Drink!"

The tone is unrelenting.

Jiang Jinyu has a good capacity for alcohol, and most people can't drink him down, but compared with Chu Muhan, he is not a little bit worse.

While hesitating, Chu Muhan had already finished the wine, and Jiang Jinyu could only bite the bullet and drink it.

The two drink one cup after another without stopping.

This amount of alcohol is like fighting with gods, Song Qianxi was dumbfounded and a little confused.

Why did they just drink it?

After a few rounds, Jiang Jinyu lay down on the table, dazedly took out a paper towel, stuck it on the chopsticks and put it in the cup. Song Qianxi looked at it and burst out laughing, "This is... a white flag?"