Wild Dragon

During the banquet, Kong Xianping was ridiculed by many veterans of the Fang Zhengyi Group. It seemed that everyone except Fang Zhengyi himself could not understand this young man.

In fact, Kong Xianping did a much better job than ordinary young masters. He was not extravagant or domineering. With master-level strength, he always maintained a humble and polite attitude, which was extremely rare.

But in the underground circle, there is simply more emphasis on seniority than in the officialdom.In many underground groups, a driver who was born and died with the boss in the early years often has more say than any important person hired by the group later, and is also more respected by the people inside the group.Not for anything else, just because he is an old figure in this group and has qualifications.

However, Kong Xianping does not have these.Those people who followed Fang Zhengyi to conquer the world in the past, although they are all ineffective, they still look down on Kong Xianping, a young boy.

"Little Konger, Master Fang thinks highly of you, it's your luck!" A 40-year-old man shouted at Kong Xianping, "However, you have to work harder!" [

Another old man nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, we only look at credit here. If you don't accomplish a single decent thing, it's hard for others to convince you. Don't think that uncle speaks directly, it's all for your own good!"

The third person sneered, still secretly mocking Kong Xianping: "Sixth brother, you underestimate him, Mr. Kong, who has drank foreign ink, and is much stronger than you. In our circle, people who have drank foreign ink There are not many people here. His pen is worth ten of your guns."

"Come on, pen?" The man just now smiled wretchedly, "If his pen is as strong as the barrel of a gun between my legs, I will obey him, hahaha!"

"Hahaha……"

This was an obvious insult, but Kong Xianping's face only changed slightly, and then returned to normal.Among young people, this kind of heart is not bad.

It's just that being with these people is not speculative after all.Even Kong Xianping didn't bother to explain anything.He also knew that when he faced Jiaolian and Xinghe, he didn't do very well.However, I have just entered the underground circle, so I may lack some experience.But Kong Xianping felt that if Fang Zhengyi's subordinates were replaced, no one would do better than him.Huangfu Lei died, Liu Xingyang died, Chen Danqing left, and Fang Zhengyi's subordinates were truly powerless!Although these guys in front of them are talking loudly, but those who have real skills have never yelled like this without quality.

So, Kong Xianping got up and Fang Zhengyi smiled and said: "Uncle Zhengyi, I have never been able to drink well. I am happy to drink two more glasses today, which is a bit over the top. If you have no other arrangements, I will go back to rest first. In addition, give Happy New Year to you!"

Fang Zhengyi patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "I'm afraid your little friend can't wait? Haha! Let's go back. It's rare for young people to be friends with me. Be careful on the road."

"Okay, then I'll go first." Kong Xianping smiled, looked around at the several people at the main table, and said, "Uncles and brothers, I'll go first and wish everyone a New Year tomorrow."

Even though those people satirized him so hard just now, he still strictly abides by etiquette.He also knows that these big bosses are not convinced by young people, so he only wants to accumulate his own experience and let time prove everything.Now, don't bother with these big bastards for the time being.

However, just because he doesn't care about it doesn't mean the other party has no objections!Just when Kong Xianping had turned around and was about to leave the table, the big man who said "a gun between his legs" just waved his hand: "Don't go, today is the New Year's Eve dinner, Master Fang will accompany you personally, and no one else can." Walk!"

And the person who just taunted Kong Xianping for drinking foreign ink added: "You can escape the banquet if you want, but you have to punish yourself with three cups!"

This is a bit like deliberately targeting others. Kong Xianping's eyes tightened, and then he held back his unhappiness and said, "Just now I asked Uncle Zhengyi for leave, and I also said that I really can't drink. Just three drinks, I will definitely make up for it another day." superior."

The man immediately shook his head and sneered: "Since it is fine wine, how can the punished person decide when to drink it? Otherwise, he would not be able to punish anyone at all. Three cups are indispensable, otherwise sit down and accompany you to the end. You sit down That second chair is so rare, I don’t know how to cherish it.”

The second chair tells the truth—in fact, this is what everyone hates about Kong Xianping the most.

While the man was talking, he opened a bottle of high-quality Moutai.After that, it was time to find three wine glasses.But he obviously didn't have any good intentions, and even took three small bowls for soup and arranged them in a row!

Gulp, cluck, cluck... In an instant, a full bottle was poured out!

For a person who claims to be a weak drinker, a catty of high-strength baijiu is simply killing people.However, this guy just poured three full bowls for Kong Xianping.

However, instead of stopping it, the other people joined in the fun and insisted that Kong Xianping drink it up. [

Even Fang Zhengyi just laughed and scolded these people, but didn't really stop them.Because Fang Zhengyi wasn't happy with Kong Xianping as the crown prince at first, but because of Kong Zhaoling's face, he had to give Kong Xianping a lot of face.So Fang Zhengyi was also a little bit in the mood to go with the flow, thinking that these arrogant soldiers under his command would create a little trouble for Kong Xianping.

Seeing this posture, Kong Xianping suddenly felt a little upset.In particular, Fang Zhengyi's indifference made him even more displeased.The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but his smile was definitely not happy, and he said, "Since Fifth Uncle, you won't let me go, I'll just stay, don't bully me, a junior."

With that said, Kong Xianping simply sat back in his seat.As soon as he was seated, he said with a faint smile: "But since the wine has been poured, it would be a waste if you don't drink it. Just treat it as a toast to Uncle Wu, and I, as a junior, will accompany you with a cup—it's also a sacrifice of life without knowing the depth Accompany the gentleman."

We all know that Kong Xianping doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, but that "fifth uncle" is a good drinker.Moreover, the juniors usually do not accompany the elders when they toast to the elders. It is not bad to have a glass with them.

"Fifth Uncle" poured the wine himself, of course he knew that a cup (bowl) was more than three taels, and two bowls would be great.So, a little hesitant.

But Kong Xianping had already picked up one of the cups, and said with a smile: "Why, Uncle Wu dare not drink the wine that I am a waste of the wine table? Well, I will do it first as a respect."

As he spoke, Kong Xianping drank it in one breath, and then he coughed as if he was choked by the hotness of the wine.But without losing the scene, Kong Xianping turned the small bowl over in mid-air—no drop of wine left!

No one at the table expected that this Kong Xianping, who can't drink too much, would dare to play so desperately!