China Entertainment: I am a big boss in the industry

Chapter 390 The strange perspective of foreigners

Everyone was eating, drinking and having fun, and it was a great time.

Pure red wine is poured into glass goblets.

The sound of "crash".

Two drops jumped out of the glass wall and landed on the snow-white tablecloth.

"Boom" sound.

Someone grabbed the goblet and bumped it against the cup Lin Gao had placed next to him.

"Lin, do you want one to go?"

One of the actors nearby came over and took the initiative to speak for Lin Gao.

"Hey, hey, it's not enough for us to drink with you?"

They all looked sideways at Lin Gao.

It may also be because they are rich in beer abroad.

This is because the sales of their beer in China are very sluggish.

He pointed at the wine glass and praised.

"Won't you get alcohol poisoning if you drink it?"

"60 degrees and 80 degrees, how is this possible?"

He explained seriously.

In their eyes, Lin Gao should have said such words in order to maintain the face of the Chinese people.

"really?"

What he didn't know was that in the eyes of white people and black people, their yellow-skinned people, especially the Chinese, were not very good at drinking.

After hearing this, the man who took the initiative to persuade him to drink blinked and said "oh" aggrievedly.

"We all know how to drink."

This made them all think that Chinese people don't like drinking very much, and they are not very good at drinking.

"Sorry, sorry."

"Some can even reach nearly 80 degrees."

"Pfft-cough cough cough."

"40 degrees."

"Don't just rely on your happiness today. Lin Gao may not refuse you, so just make him drink."

"And the alcohol content was very high."

Obviously, he was a little sluggish from drinking.

He spoke with a questioning tone.

"But this wine has a very high alcohol content, over 40 degrees."

"The liquor in our country is generally above 60 degrees."

"I'm sorry, Lin, I forgot that you Chinese people are not very good at drinking."

The people next to him nodded in agreement.

"Industrial alcohol usually has that level, right?"

Lin Gao didn't mind what he said, but it was actually a little rude.

These words were simply astonishing.

"We won't agree to it."

Hearing this, Lin Gao looked over with a surprised expression.

"Chinese people are not very good at drinking."

Lin Gao smiled even brighter when he heard this.

In their eyes, the Chinese people have the filter of being gentle and gentle like jade.

"Can you drink such a high amount of wine into your mouth?"

But Lin Gao showed an expression of disapproval.

"Who said we Chinese can't drink?"

After hearing Lin Gao's words, the people next to him showed incredible expressions.

"what is this?"

Then, he looked at Lin Gao angrily.

I heard the person next to me couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of red wine.

He licked his fingers and quickly wiped the wine stains from his mouth.

"It's true, I didn't mean to lie to you."

“In our country, winemaking has a very long history, as long as 5000 years.”

"5000 years ago, people in our country were already making wine through natural fermentation, and we had a wide variety of wines with different degrees and different tastes."

"If you have the opportunity to travel to our country, you should be able to find your favorite wine from the wide range of flavors."

"As for what I just said, it's a Chinese wine called baijiu."

“It’s spicy and refreshing, very refreshing.”

"I can send it to you to try after I return to China." Very good.

Lin Gao's words silenced the people next to him for an instant.

Everyone looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you.

Finally he looked at Lin Gao, shaking his little head like a rattle.

"No no no no no."

"That's no need!"

They hastily refused.

Just kidding, with 40% alcohol, they will almost feel dizzy after just two drinks.

If they really try the nearly 80-proof wine, one sip will make them meet their God.

just forget it.

Lin Gao smiled helplessly and shrugged his shoulders.

"Ok."

He didn't insist, but raised his glass and clinked it with them.

After three rounds of drinking, people who were originally skeptical about Lin Gao's drinking capacity were all convinced.

There is no other reason. This amount of alcohol comes from drinking, and it can be seen.

Lin Gao walked around in a circle and was drunk by many people.

He himself is still standing, and can still take a sip from time to time.

Her face didn't turn red, her heart didn't beat, and her movements were exceptionally graceful.

Director Peter was so depressed that he drank. He seemed to hear Lin Gao complaining while drinking next to him.

"The taste of this wine is a bit weird. It's not as good as domestic rice wine. After drinking that thing, the stamina is really strong."

"This one has no energy at all, and it tastes terrible when you drink it."

Director Peter gave a middle finger to his chosen actor.

I thought with sadness and anger.

"God, I spent money to treat you to dinner, but you still complain about my wine."

“It’s a waste of money after all!”

"Xie Laoduo!"

How pitiful.

no more chance.

After the banquet, everyone went back to their homes and slept soundly on the big beds in the rooms provided by the hotel.

Jilin didn't feel much at all. He was even able to take a bath by himself, and finally lay down and slept comfortably.

The next day is the scheduled return time for everyone.

Lin Gao, who was carrying his luggage, said hello to the people waiting for the bus in the rest area of ​​the hotel lobby. Finally, his eyes fell on the resentful expression. Director Peter.

"Director, next time I invite you to come, how about we have a drink with China?"

"Let you try how exciting our Chinese wine is."

Director Peter: "..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Director Peter's expression instantly distorted, and he directly rejected his invitation without thinking.

"No, no, no, it's still not possible."

"I'm very busy."

Wasn't last night's lesson enough?
Director Peter still remembered that he was knocked unconscious by Lin Gao for two rounds last night.

The psychological shadow has appeared.

Other directors never want to drink with Lin Gao again.

He twitched his beard twice and said with emotion in his heart.

Sure enough, it is said on the Internet that Easterners are mysterious, and this is quite true.

This Chinese man is not only good at kung fu, he is also good at drinking.

Director Peter sighed.

"Oh, it can't be compared, it really can't be compared."

"..."

After getting on the plane and flying for several hours, Lin Gao returned to his hometown.

When Lin Gao opened the car window and saw the fragrance of irises blooming on the streets of Wutong City, he felt like he was alive again.

The feeling of flying to various places for interviews and speeches during this global promotion is actually not bad.

The crew of "Lord of the Rings" is fully prepared.

So the hotels are booked with the best.

The meals also fully consider the taste of Lin Gao, a Chinese.

The meals prepared are all from Chinatowns in various places.

(End of this chapter)