The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

At this time, the atmosphere in the private room became extremely tense.

Qiao Zhenguo quickly said, "Boss Bo, Yutang was indeed at a disadvantage in the past. My daughter has been away from home since she was young, and I didn't raise her well. But I will definitely make it up to Yutang in the future. Please give us a chance."

When Qiao Mutian heard her father praising Yutang and belittling her everywhere, she turned her head away in anger.

Bo Jingzhou was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Okay, I can give you a chance."

Qiao Zhenguo nodded quickly: "Thank you, Mr. Bo, thank you, Mr. Bo."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that Bo Jingzhou was still willing to give him a chance.

Bo Jingzhou pointed to the wine in front of him and said, "Drink the bottle of wine in front of you first. Let me see your sincerity."

"Huh?" Qiao Zhenguo was stunned for a moment. "One...one bottle?"

Bo Jingzhou raised his eyebrows: "What else?"

Qiao Zhenguo immediately smiled and nodded: "Okay, Mr. Bo, as long as you are willing to give me a chance, let alone a bottle, no matter how much, I am willing to drink it. I will let you see my sincerity."

After saying that, Qiao Zhenguo immediately picked up the whole bottle of wine and poured it into the glass, "Come, Mr. Bo, I toast you."

But Bo Jingzhou didn't move at all. Qiao Zhenguo's mouth stiffened, and he had to bite the bullet and drink the whole cup.

The wine flowed down his throat, and the spicy feeling made him cough a few times, but he still endured the discomfort and continued to drink one glass after another.

Qiao Zhenguo finally finished a bottle of wine. His face was flushed and his eyes were a little blurry. "Boss Bo, I'm done."

His voice was a little hoarse and his body was swaying on his feet.

Guan Shuhui frowned in pain when she saw her husband drink a whole bottle of wine to please Bo Jingzhou.

Just when she thought everything was over, Bo Jingzhou suddenly said, "What about you guys?"

Guan Shuhui was stunned: "Should I drink too?"

Bo Jingzhou said calmly: "Don't you feel any guilt in your heart?"

Guan Shuhui twitched her lips: "Yes, of course I have it too..."

Bo Jingzhou raised his eyebrows: "In that case, then drink with him."

Qiao Mutian stood up at this time: "But I can't drink."

Bo Jingzhou chuckled and said, "No? Then how can you ask me to forgive you for what you did?"

Qiao Mutian wanted to say something, but Qiao Zhenguo pulled her arm and scolded her, "Shut up. It's our honor that President Bo is willing to give us a chance. He just wants you to drink. Drink quickly."

Without giving Qiao Mutian a chance to refuse, Qiao Zhenguo forced a glass of wine into Qiao Mutian's mouth.

Qiao Mutian had never drunk so much before, and he couldn't bear it anymore. After drinking just one glass, he fell to the ground and started coughing violently.

Qiao Zhenguo turned to Bo Jingzhou and said, "Boss Bo, my daughter can't drink much. How about I drink for her?"

Seeing that Bo Jingzhou did not refuse, Qiao Zhenguo continued to drink.

Guan Shuhui had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and drink with Qiao Zhenguo.

After a while, Bo Jingzhou asked the waiter to bring dozens of bottles of liquor.

Qiao Zhenguo and Guan Shuhui's eyes widened suddenly.

"Is this all for us to drink?"

Bo Jingzhou nodded, his tone unquestionable: "That's right, when the three of you finish all this wine, I will admit that you are sincere."

Qiao Zhenguo and Guan Shuhui's faces turned green and pale with fear.

Qiao Zhenguo's voice trembled: "But Mr. Bo, drinking so much alcohol will kill you, right?"

Bo Jingzhou said calmly: "Don't worry, this is my territory. I won't let you die here. If anything happens to you, I will arrange for you to go to the hospital as soon as possible."

Hearing this, the couple's faces became even uglier.

The next second, Bo Jingzhou looked at them coldly: "Drink."

His deep voice sounded like a command.

Qiao Zhenguo trembled with fear: "Okay, drink, I drink..."

Qiao Zhenguo hung his face and was forced to continue drinking. His hands were shaking and the wine kept spilling on his clothes, but he no longer cared about that.

Guan Shuhui and Qiao Mutian didn't want to drink, but were forced to do so by Qiao Zhenguo. Tears streamed down the faces of the mother and daughter, and they drank in extreme pain.

Finally, Qiao Zhenguo reached his limit and couldn't drink another sip. His eyes were full of stars and he couldn't see anything clearly.

He was still mumbling, "Boss Bo, I...I really can't drink anymore. Please let me go."

Guan Shuhui and Qiao Mutian, who were standing by, drank so much that their faces turned red.

Guan Shuhui cried and said, "Boss Bo, I can't take it anymore. I can't drink anymore. I really can't drink anymore..."

Bo Jingzhou sighed slightly, "Okay, since you can't drink, then eat something."

Qiao Zhenguo and Guan Shuhui felt as if they had been pardoned. They quickly put down their wine glasses, slumped in their chairs, and gasped for breath.

Qiao Mutian also got up from the ground, her eyes full of resentment.

The family of three was about to enjoy the food, but the next second, the waiter brought a hot and spicy hot pot.

The hot pot was still bubbling with steam, and next to it was a table full of dishes.

The three of them turned to look at Bo Jingzhou.

Bo Jingzhou looked at them calmly and said calmly, "Since you don't want to drink, you should finish the food, right?"

Then he glanced at his watch and said, "I'll give you three minutes to eat all of this. Don't leave any."

what?

Three minutes to finish all the dishes on the table? Or hot pot?

Qiao Zhenguo's eyes widened, his face filled with horror. He tried to plead again, but Bo Jingzhou gave him a cold look: "Eat!"

That look was like an icy sharp blade, making Qiao Zhenguo's words stuck in his throat.

Qiao Zhenguo had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks with trembling hands, pick up a piece of hot beef and put it into his mouth.

The scorching temperature instantly burned his mouth, but he didn't dare spit it out and could only swallow it down.

Guan Shuhui and Qiao Mutian had no choice but to bite the bullet and start eating. Qiao Mutian shed tears while eating because the hot pot was so spicy that her tongue was numb.

Under Bo Jingzhou's gaze, the three members of the Qiao family desperately stuffed food into their mouths. Sweat kept dripping from their foreheads, mixing with tears, making their faces look even more miserable.

As time passed, their speed became slower and slower. Their stomachs were already filled with alcohol, and with the addition of food, they couldn't eat another bite.

Two minutes passed and there was still a lot of food on the table.

Qiao Zhenguo's face turned pale and he felt like he was about to vomit.

He raised his head and looked at Bo Jingzhou with pleading eyes: "Boss Bo, I really can't eat anymore. I will die if I eat more."

Bo Jingzhou was unmoved: "One minute left. If you don't finish eating, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

At this moment, Qiao Mutian suddenly covered his mouth and rushed to the bathroom in the private room.

There was a sound of vomiting.

Guan Shuhui couldn't help but put down her chopsticks and ran to the bathroom to vomit.

Bo Jingzhou frowned, looked at Qiao Zhenguo and said, "You can't do this. There's only half a minute left."