I took over after the heroine of the abusive novel ran away

"Drink this drink, and these are yours."

The man's teasing voice sounded in my ears.

Zhao Yanan opened her eyes and looked around. It was a closed room. It was very large, about 60 to 70 square meters. The lights were dim. Besides her, there were seven other men in the room. They were either holding wine glasses or smoking, sitting on the sofa and staring at her, looking like they were watching a good show.

She was standing next to a table with a dozen bottles of whiskey on it and a small cart nearby.

It seemed that she was serving wine just now.

Sitting in front of her was the man who had just spoken. There was a table between them. He was holding a glass of wine in his hand and passing it to her. On the table was a stack of red bills tied with white strips. Judging from the thickness, it was about 10,000 yuan.

"What? You don't give me face?" Seeing that she hadn't spoken, the man frowned and suddenly became a little displeased.

"You already work here, why are you still pretending to be noble? Do you look down on me by not drinking?"

The man looked at her chest with a frivolous and malicious look without any concealment.

Zhao Yanan lowered her eyes. She was wearing the club's work clothes, a white shirt on the upper body. The clothes were a bit tight, perfectly outlining her slender figure. Her chest was quite curved, and there was a slight gap between the two buttons on her chest, and a faint glimpse of her spring scenery could be seen. She was wearing a black hip skirt on her lower body. The skirt was very short, only reaching a little below the thighs. Below that was a pair of black stockings wrapped around her straight and slender long legs, and she was wearing a pair of black high heels on her feet.

Zhao Yanan frowned. This place, this outfit, combined with the memories she had just received, meant that her timing was not very good!

While she was thinking, the man was getting a little impatient and was about to take force, but Zhao Yanan came to her senses, she smiled slightly, reached out to take the tall red wine glass from the man's hand, tilted her head back and drank it down in one gulp.

After drinking, she turned the glass upside down, so that the mouth of the glass was facing downwards. She held the upside-down glass and shook it in front of the man.

"Is it okay?"

The man was quite surprised to see that she still had clear eyes after drinking a glass of strong liquor.

This whiskey has a high alcohol content and is not very friendly to women. However, this woman looked like a little sheep but she was able to finish drinking it without changing her expression.

Really interesting.

The man immediately became interested.

He took another stack of bills and threw them on the table, then picked up another glass of wine and handed it to Zhao Yanan.

"Ha! You just said you couldn't drink, but now you can drink quite a bit! Tsk! Interesting! Another drink."

Zhao Yanan took the wine glass from his hand without hesitation and drank it down in another gulp.

Her throat moved slightly, and she pretended to swallow, but in fact all the wine went into Sijiu's small space.

"You can drink a lot, want more?"

The man poured another glass of wine.

Zhao Yanan took it without hesitation.

These young masters from wealthy families are really rich, ten thousand yuan for a glass of wine, right?

Come on! Who is afraid of who? Give her some drink. She can drink until they go bankrupt.

Today she will let them see what it means to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

One cup, two cups, three cups... I don't know how many cups I have had.

Even when the man's bag of money was empty, Zhao Yanan's eyes were still clear and her face didn't even blush.

The look in the man's eyes in the box changed from teasing at first, to curiosity, and then to surprise.

The man who asked Zhao Yanan to drink was shocked when he saw the pile of empty bottles on the table. No, this woman can drink so much, how many bottles are there? The seven of them together can't drink that much!

No, this won’t be a fake bar!

The man was a little skeptical. He picked up the bottle, poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip.

The taste is strong and a spicy flavor spreads in the mouth.

This isn't fake wine!

Zhao Yanan didn't care what they thought. Seeing that the man no longer handed her wine, she reached out and neatly folded the dozen stacks of money on the table onto the cart she brought for delivering the wine, then gave them a very kind smile.

"Thank you for the tip. To thank you for your generosity, I will perform a talent show for you for free."

As she spoke, Zhao Yanan picked up the wine glass on the table, weighed it in her hand to test the feel, and then, in front of their shocked eyes, she held it with both hands and squeezed it hard. Fine powder slipped from her palms, and the whiskey bottle, which was several centimeters thick, shattered into slag.