She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Director Li was enjoying the show when he was suddenly asked this question by Xiao Zhi. He was surprised for a second, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was not surprising.

People like Xiao Zhi, who appear warm and tolerant on the surface but are able to get to where they are today through their own efforts to prove themselves, are all very strict with themselves.

He has a high self-esteem, and his sweetheart is right here, so it would be strange if he is willing to admit that he is not as good as Fu Linxing.

Director Li thought for a moment, then finally nodded: "Okay, but Fu Linxing will decide how much to drink."

After all, it was agreed that the first person would decide the content of this competition, so it was a bit against the rules for him to agree to use wine as a substitute.

Only then did Xiao Zhi turn his head with satisfaction and look at Fu Linxing again, and asked in a deep voice: "How much did you drink?"

His eyes were serious, as if he absolutely could not agree with Fu Linxing.

The smile in Fu Linxing's eyes faded a little. He had actually forgotten that Xiao Zhi was very stubborn.

He cursed in his heart, it seemed that he would not succeed today.

"Two cups for one sentence."

Even though Fu Linxing held a grudge, he didn't make things too difficult for her and just spoke out of guesswork.

Xiao Zhi laughed immediately when he heard that.

Director Li called the waiters and asked them to bring up some wine glasses.

The wine glass is not big, just a small one, but it can hold ten glasses of high-concentration liquor.

Fu Linxing took the bottle of white wine next to Director Li and filled the cups in front of Xiao Zhi one by one.

The previously lively dinner table became quiet at this moment, and everyone, including Mo Jinyan and Lu Nanchen, looked at Xiao Zhi.

Song Zhisheng looked at the wine glass placed in front of Xiao Zhi with a worried look on his face.

It's a punishment task, isn't it enough to just show your appreciation? Why do you really have to drink?

No matter if they were obvious rivals or potential rivals, they all looked at Xiao Zhi at this moment. Xiao Zhi certainly could not admit defeat.

He picked up a cup and drank it in one gulp.

As the spicy white wine entered his stomach, Xiao Zhi, who hadn't drunk alcohol for a long time, frowned for a moment and couldn't help but grit his teeth and let out a click of the tongue.

"This wine is quite strong."

He was obviously not used to it, but when Xiao Zhi said this, he smiled and his tone was relaxed.

Song Zhisheng became even more nervous for him after hearing this.

She was even thinking about whether she should have a couple of drinks for Xiao Zhi.

There is no mention in the plot that Xiao Zhi has a good alcohol tolerance.

As an insider who understood nothing, she was worried, while the others had different expressions.

Meng Changyao watched Xiao Zhi readily pick up the second glass and drink it all, and couldn't help but glance at Song Zhisheng.

There was only worry for his friend in Song Zhisheng's eyes, nothing else.

Seeing Xiao Zhi drinking the fifth cup in one breath and frowning even deeper, she felt a little sorry for him.

She felt that Song Zhisheng should know Xiao Zhi's feelings no matter what.

That way, even if the final result is not good, at least you have tried your best.

But the problem is that when it comes to matters of the heart, no one else can interfere. The parties involved have to realize it themselves and make the right choice.

Mo Jinyan on the left moved his eyes away from Xiao Zhi and glanced at Song Zhisheng casually.

The fight between Fu Linxing and Xiao Zhi was out in the open, and Xiao Zhi was unwilling to say that no matter what, probably because he didn't want to be looked down upon by Song Zhisheng.

Mo Jinyan frowned slightly and looked away. Looking at the scene in front of him, he didn't know why he felt strange emotions in his heart.

Lu Nanchen's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze moved to the right, from Xiao Zhi, who was frowning and drinking his sixth glass of wine, to Song Zhisheng's face.

Song Zhisheng looked at Xiao Zhi intently, his eyes full of worry.

Overly obvious emotions give people a feeling of being...an eyesore.

Xiao Zhi put down the empty wine glass again, his face already flushed.

There are still three cups left on the table.

Fu Linxing had a cold face. He turned his head slightly to glance at Song Zhisheng's expression, and his face looked even colder afterwards.

Originally, it would have been fine if Xiao Zhi just said a few words with a dark face, and everyone would have just treated it as a joke and forgotten about it.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhi was unwilling to say it and even did this, which forced him to show some bloodiness.

If he finished the wine and looked relaxed, Song Zhisheng would definitely remember this scene deeply even if he didn't have any special emotional fluctuations, right?

When Fu Linxing thought of this, he felt a little annoyed, as if he was shooting himself in the foot.

I wanted to embarrass my rival, but unexpectedly I gave him a special opportunity to perform.

Even if the others knew that the two were trying to make each other unhappy because of Song Zhisheng, they would definitely not understand Fu Linxing's code words.

Xiao Zhi, this guy, knows exactly how to disgust him.

He asked Xiao Zhi to say that he was not as good as him, which meant that he wanted Xiao Zhi to grit his teeth and say that he was not as worthy of Song Zhisheng as him.

Xiao Zhi refused and would rather drink ten glasses of wine.

With each drink, her eyes would briefly meet his, the ambition in her eyes both frank and irritating.

That posture was as if telling him over and over again.

"I am the one who deserves Song Zhisheng more."

Fu Linxing was feeling depressed, so he simply sat down, crossed his hands over his chest, leaned back in his chair and stopped looking.

Xiao Zhijian finally felt disgusted and stopped looking at him. He drank another glass with contempt in his eyes.

Then, his brows furrowed even deeper.

In fact, he couldn't drink anymore.

He can drink quite a bit, but not enough to drink ten glasses in a row.

My throat is now burning with pain, which spreads all the way to my stomach, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

If this punishment task was before a meal, he would probably vomit it out.

Xiao Zhi thought of this with a smile on his face, clenching his hands on the table for a moment, trying to maintain a normal posture.

Song Zhisheng looked at the two remaining cups on the table. It seemed that Xiao Zhi had almost reached his limit.

If you drink any more, something bad might happen.

Even if you are completing a punishment task, you shouldn't ignore your body like this.

Almost instantly she wanted to speak up and drink the remaining two glasses for him.

But before she could say anything, Ji Ning grabbed her and shook her head at her when she looked over.

Song Zhisheng was confused and didn't understand why Ji Ning stopped her.

Ji Ning glanced at Xiao Zhi and motioned her to look over.

Song Zhisheng followed her gaze and saw Xiao Zhi, whose face was flushed from drinking, picked up another glass and drank it quickly.

At this time, there was only a glass of wine left on the table, standing there alone.

Ji Ning's cold voice sounded, and the volume was very low: "Let him do it himself."

Xiao Zhi finally finished drinking it. If Song Zhisheng offered to help, he would definitely not be willing.

Out of a man's pride and the desire to show off in front of his sweetheart, Xiao Zhi took a deep breath and picked up the last glass of wine.

After careful consideration, Song Zhisheng knew that it was right to listen to Ji Ning.

She sat quietly in her seat and looked at Xiao Zhi with them.

Xiao Zhi's brows, which had been furrowed for a long time, finally relaxed, and he even gave Song Zhisheng a smile that she was familiar with.

Then, he tilted his head back and drank the last glass. He put the glass on the table with some force. There was a crisp sound, and the smile on his flushed face gradually widened.

"This wine is just average, if you drink too much."