I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 316 Punishment

"Wen Yu, please explain to me, was it you who arranged Gao Cong's incident?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile on the phone.

"I dare not hide it from Brother Zhang... It's true." Zhang Yang asked, Wen Yu couldn't hide anything, and immediately told all the causes and consequences.

"Okay, it's okay." Zhang Yang smiled, hung up the phone, and said nothing.

Beside, Bei Wei tentatively stepped forward.

"what happened?"

"This Bei Jiajia is very courageous. She dares to pull my tiger skin and make Wen Yu do things." Zhang Yang said with a smile. "Is that something she can control?"

Although Gao Cong was quite innocent, he still asked for it. He didn't care what Bei Jiajia did.

But who is Wen Yu?

He is the younger brother of his partner, a new friend he just met when he came to Bingcheng. He is a well-known figure in the local area.

In the end, it turned out that Bei Jiajia was a good person, so how could he be summoned by Young Master Wen?

Today she can use her name to summon Wen Yu, but maybe she will pull the tiger skin for tomorrow?
"This?" Beiwei also felt that something was wrong.

People entertained people warmly, which is the way to treat guests. But it turned out that Bei Jiajia was the best and dragged people into this matter? People look at Zhang Yang and call her Sister Jiajia. Does she really treat her like a younger brother?

"I'll call her."

Without saying anything, she just wanted to make a phone call.

"Farewell, you stay here, I'll go find her myself." Zhang Yang said casually and went straight out of the suite.

A moment later, in the river view suite where Bei Jiajia lived.

"Brother-in-law, didn't I seek medical attention because of my illness?" Bei Jiajia said weakly.

"You seek medical attention if you are in a hurry? Is Wen Yu capable of doing anything?" Zhang Yang said with a smile, "If I call you sister, you will take it seriously. Do you know how much property they have in Bingcheng?"

"How much more?" Bei Jiajia asked stammering.

"How can people say that your family has assets worth billions? You really treat me like your younger brother." Zhang Yang shook his head.

"What, he, his family has billions?" Bei Jiajia was speechless.

"What do you think? Is this Rolls-Royce Phantom or Bentley joking with you?" Zhang Yang glanced at Bei Jiajia.

Bei Jiajia knew she was in the wrong, so she stood aside and gently tugged on Zhang Yang's clothes.

"Brother-in-law, that...that only proves your wisdom and prowess. Look, the young master with a family worth billions respects you so much..."

"Stop giving me sugar-coated bullets." Zhang Yang didn't buy it. "If I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't have a long memory. Tell me, how should I be punished?"

"Ah? Do you really want to be punished?" Bei Jiajia shivered, her expression tangled.

Then, in front of Zhang Yang, she gently turned her back, bent down, and approached Zhang Yang, "Brother-in-law, why don't you hit me a few times to vent your anger?"

"How many times should I spank you to vent your anger?" Zhang Yang looked at his buttocks and was speechless for a while.

What are you doing? Spanking?
Especially this Bei Jiajia, she is really a bit insignificant.

Snapped!
Zhang Yang was not polite, and slapped him without thinking.

"Ah...it hurts!" Bei Jiajia turned around, covering her butt, with tears in her eyes, "Brother-in-law, are you really spanking me?"

"Is it true? I'll teach you a lesson for your father." Zhang Yang looked at Bei Jiajia, "Have you lost your memory?"

Bei Jiajia nodded quickly.

"What's going on with Gao Cong now?" Zhang Yang asked again.

"He...he was so anxious that he wanted to ask me for an explanation." Bei Jiajia covered her butt and sat down aside, "Actually, I have thought about it. If he can pass this test, give him a chance. But now, it’s impossible.”

"Don't you see what Wen Yu has arranged for him?" Zhang Yang laughed. "Forget it, since there is no hope, let's not waste each other's time. Where is he? Should I talk to him?"

Bei Jiajia said nothing and showed a long list of missed calls.

After a while, Zhang Yang met Gao Cong alone.

"Brother Zhang, brother-in-law, I, I...I." Gao Cong's face turned red and he stammered about something to explain.

"Xiao Gao, sit down." Zhang Yang waved.

Gao Cong quickly sat down next to the sofa, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"As a man, I can actually understand you." Zhang Yang looked at the gentle young man in front of him, shook his head and said regretfully, "But you have to choose the time. It's a rare opportunity to travel with Jiajia. You can go out when you have time. Looking for fun, do you think she can accept it?”

Gao Cong opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and then lowered his head weakly.

"Brother Zhang, I...I know I was wrong. I will go back by myself."

"Well, forget it, you guys are obviously not suitable anymore. If you want to be more open-minded, don't hang yourself from a tree. I've booked a flight for you tomorrow. You can go back tomorrow." Zhang Yang patted Gao Cong's shoulder and said .

"By the way, let's have dinner together tonight."

Zhang Yang was of course not that kind-hearted. He just thought that if one person came, it would be a small sum of money. After all, it was a system incident. How could he earn two million by drinking one person?

Just let this little Gao use his spare heat.

"Brother Zhang." Gao Cong raised his head, his eyes moved, "I didn't expect you to be so concerned about my affairs, thank you."

"You're welcome, remember to come together tonight." Zhang Yang smiled, warned him repeatedly, and then left the room.

Later that night, there was a private banquet restaurant in Qunli New District, Bingcheng.

"Brother, please come this way, please come this way." Wen Yu led the way.

There were three people in Zhang Yang's group, plus a silent Gao Cong behind them.

In a private room, Wen Yu opened the door.

In the private room, there was a large round table, and a group of people stood up to greet it.

"Come on, let me introduce you solemnly. This is Brother Zhang Yang." Wen Yu introduced solemnly. "Brother Zhang is Mr. Cheng's business partner. I am very happy that you and I have kept Brother Zhang company today!"

He introduced them one by one, and of course, he did not forget to introduce Beiwei and the others.

One after another, young people came up to see him with respect in their eyes.

"Hello brother Zhang, hello sister-in-law, I'm Zheng Zhou."

"Welcome Brother Zhang and sister-in-law to Bingcheng, I am..."

"Brother Zhang, if you don't get drunk tonight, you will definitely let Brother Zhang see the enthusiasm of us Bingcheng people."

Each of the buddies seems to have a very bold temperament, and one of them is quite tall. The most important thing is that they seem to be quite proud of their drinking capacity.

Zhang Yang smiled and shook hands, feeling happy.

"You can drink it, right? If you can drink it, that's right."

After a while, Zhang Yang sat down and Bei Wei sat aside.

Tonight's banquet, in addition to inviting this group of friends to accompany him, Wen Yu also prepared a nine-bottle set of Moutai's Nine-Five Zhizun, in nine colors, which costs about RMB 100,000.

"Brother, can I fill it up for you?" Wen Yu came to pour the wine.

"Thank you." Zhang Yang looked at the wine glass, the wine prepared on the spot, and then at the people on the table.

Well, it's a big table. This table can accommodate almost twenty people.

What a harvest feast.

After a while, the box door opened and the waiter came in to serve the food.

The girls in the Northeast are all tall and fair, and the girls in Bingcheng are even more so. They are all tall, fair-skinned, and have generous facial features.

Among the girls who came in to serve the food, none of them looked good-looking.

"Come, Brother Zhang, let me toast you first. Welcome to Bingcheng as a guest. I hope Brother Zhang will eat well, drink and have fun, and come here often in the future!" Wen Yu stood up and was the first to toast.

Zhang Yang clinked glasses with him.

It was a rare occasion for a distinguished guest to come to the door, and Wen Yu was the host, so he wanted to show his generosity. He raised his head and drank most of the glass of wine. "Wen Yu, you have a strong drinking capacity. Can't you tell? Have you practiced?" Someone around said with a smile.

"Accompany Brother Zhang and risk your life." Wen Yu said.

Zhang Yang looked at the wine in the glass with a smile, gestured, and drank some casually at first. After all, he had just started drinking, and the inconvenience was too obvious, so he had to numb them first.

Actually, even if he doesn't have this BUFF, it's still a massive amount. After all, his current body is no longer like that of an ordinary person. Now add this BUFF··
hiss!
How come drinking this wine feels like drinking plain water?

Zhang Yang suddenly understood the horror of this BUFF.

Drinking wine in your throat is just like drinking water. Isn’t this just drinking as much as you want? As long as the kidneys are strong enough, more than a thousand cups?

After Wen Yu started, everyone started eating with chopsticks, and then one by one came up to propose a toast.

"Brother, I respect you."

"Brother, I did it."

They came up one by one to toast, making the atmosphere more and more lively. They had a harmonious relationship with each other and spoke more casually.

"Hiss? Brother Zhang, you can drink enough." Suddenly, someone let out a startled cry.

Although Zhang Yang was holding back for the time being, he did not hesitate to offer toasts one by one. He drank them one bite at a time, which was a lot without realizing it.

"It's not bad, I should be no worse than you." Zhang Yang said modestly.

"Haha, Brother Zhang, you are from the south after all. When it comes to drinking, maybe you..." When someone mentions drinking, they are inevitably a little proud.

"Hey... what are you talking about? How can you talk to Brother Zhang?" Someone else laughed, "Brother Zhang, don't listen to them, as long as you drink and enjoy yourself... you can do whatever you want..."

Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled, filling up his glass of wine.

Good boy, are you secretly stimulating yourself here?
He looked up at everyone present and saw the eagerness in their eyes. Everyone wanted to persuade him to drink but was too restrained to do so.

"How about giving it a try?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"Brother Zhang, are you serious? Don't blame us if you get drunk?" Someone finally said, unable to hold back.

"No wonder, come on, let me explain first." Zhang Yang raised his glass and drank every drop for the first time.

"Husband." Bei Wei was startled and quickly pulled Zhang Yang gently.

"It's okay, I know." Zhang Yang gave her a comforting look.

"Damn it! Brother Zhang, you have so much!" There was a burst of cheers from the surrounding area.

This person's face is not red, his heart is not beating, and he drinks a whole glass of Maotai without blinking. This is definitely not an ordinary person.

Knowing Zhang Yang's drinking capacity, everyone was instantly aroused to be competitive.

When it comes to drinking, how can Northeasterners be looked down upon by others?

"Brother Zhang, I'm here to respect you, and I'll do it first." A boy with a short hair came forward and drank the wine in one gulp. His face suddenly turned red, but he suppressed it.

"Brother, as much as you drink, I will serve you twice as much."

He didn't know where the courage came from.

"Farewell?" Zhang Yang said with a smile, "You can drink as much as I want, come on...I'll continue..."

He filled the glass and drank it down again.

The surrounding people suddenly exclaimed.

Take a full glass again and drink it all in one sip.

In everyone's eyes, there was a kind of heartfelt admiration. This was different from the previous respect, which was based on status, while the latter admiration was completely instinctive and came from the heart.

The short-haired boy was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly filled up a cup.

"Then I...then I did it too..."

This time, he tried to drink it all in one gulp again.

Just after half the glass, he couldn't help but cough.

"Hey, don't be brave." Zhang Yang tried to dissuade him with a smile.

"I can do it. It's okay, Brother Zhang...it will definitely work!" He took a deep breath and drank the rest of the wine again.

This time, his face instantly turned red and it didn't dissipate for a long time.

Even his body was a little shaky.

Zhang Yang once again filled a glass of wine without changing his expression.

In the wine glass, the wine sparkled, reflecting the light.

The table was quiet, and no one spoke as they looked at the glass of wine.

"Brother, you don't want to drink like this!" Wen Yu was frightened, "If you drink something bad, I won't be beaten to death by Mr. Cheng!"

"Am I stupid enough to risk my life with you?" Zhang Yang smiled and drank another glass of wine in one gulp.

He looked at the short-haired boy.

People from the Northeast can only drink until they are drunk, so why should they stop drinking?

He took a deep breath and drank the glass with difficulty again.

If you drink so fast, you will naturally get drunk very quickly.

"Brother Zhang, you're awesome!" Finally, he let out a long belch, looked at Zhang Yang with unfocused eyes, and then he lay down on the table.

Ding!
One person has been drunk.

Two million has been cashed back.

Zhang Yang smiled even more happily as he listened to the pleasant sound in his mind.

It's just that the efficiency is a bit low, and it takes a lot of time to drink alone.

This time, the box was completely boiling.

"Brother Zhang, you are so awesome."

“It’s really huge!

Even though he was drinking down a person, he didn't look like he was drinking at all. This amount of alcohol was absolute. Even in the Northeast, he was considered a super drinker.

But for Zhang Yang, where is this?
"Still not enjoying myself, who will continue to drink with me?" Zhang Yang looked at the wine table and said with a smile.

"Brother, I'm here. I'll risk my life to accompany you." Another person took the initiative to stand up. The reason was that he was still competitive and wanted to drink Zhang Yang down.

The drink was poured down and the same process was repeated.

One cup, two cups, three cups, four cups.

"Brother, brother, I'm convinced, Brother Zhang is the best in the world, Brother Zhang is awesome!" Before finally falling drunk, he said this with all his remaining consciousness.

Ding!
Two million has been cashed back.

"It's still not fun enough!" Zhang Yang looked at the empty cup, shook his head and sighed.

Everyone was shocked and speechless.

"Anyone else?"

No one spoke.

Drinking with one person, drinking with two people...
If they drink again, they don’t dare, for fear that something might happen if they drink...
"Brother, brother, I beg you..." Wen Yu, a young man who was frightened and trembling, came up to persuade him.

Normally, he wouldn't dare to spoil the fun. After all, tonight he just wanted to keep Zhang Yang company and let him enjoy himself...
But now... I don't dare to do this!
Beiwei also held Zhang Yang's hand tightly throughout the whole process, hoping that Zhang Yang would stop drinking.

"You kid, you just said you would let me have all the fun." Zhang Yang laughed and scolded, "No one is here to accompany you, right? Then how about I put a reward on you? How about some luck?"

(End of this chapter)