I can cure the boss if he is sick

Chapter 119 Don't Persuade, Or You'll Die Faster!
Gong Yichen had a puzzled expression, why did the little uncle suddenly treat him so generously?Didn't the little uncle always dislike him coming to hang out in places like bars?He was also criticized for saying that it was a plaything, so he used to be careful to beware of Gong Zhengyu every time he came out to play.

Gong Yichen didn't know what the little uncle's purpose was for doing this, anyway, it must not be out of kindness, but he still said, "Thank you, little uncle!"

Hang Yu still kept his unpredictable smile, "Mr. Gong also said, let Master Yichen drink all the wine, and you are not allowed to go home if you can't finish it."

The corner of Gong Yichen's mouth twitched, is the little uncle trying to embarrass him by getting him drunk all at once?But the little uncle really underestimated his drinking capacity. Besides, there are more than a dozen people here, and it only takes a few rounds to get this set of wine.

Gong Yichen picked up the wine glass, and was about to raise his hand to greet his friend for a drink, when Hang Yu pressed his wrist, "Master Yichen, this is the wine that Mr. Gong bought for you, he said you can't waste a single drop!"

Hang Yu emphasized the word "specialized".

Gritting his teeth, Gong Yichen finally understood that the little uncle didn't want to get him drunk, but to drink him to death!

Seeing Gong Yichen's unlovable expression, Hang Yu couldn't help feeling a little pity for him, but this was a death notice issued by the boss, and he had no choice but to follow orders.

Seeing this posture, the other people in the booth exchanged glances. It was clear that the elders of the Gong family were going to discipline Gong Yichen. Everyone looked at each other, and then tacitly ended the drinking session, got up and left.

In the end, only Gong Yichen and Hang Yu were left in the huge booth.

Looking at the table full of drinks, Yichen was in despair.

"Master Yichen! Drink it!" Hang Yu rubbed his temples to show his fatigue. He had been busy for a day, traveling between two cities, catching a plane, and looking for people all over the city. He was seriously exhausted. It was late at night and he had to stare at the young master drinking. The most troublesome thing was that after a while the young master was really drunk, and he had to continue to clean up the mess. What was his fate...

Under Hang Yu's death stare, Gong Yichen picked up a bottle of foreign wine with a blank expression, and blew it with a big mouth. Early death and late death are death anyway.

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After leaving the bar, just as Nan Xi walked to the door of LAXX, her phone vibrated. It was a message from Hang Yu.

"Mr. Gong is waiting for you, the car is parked in the right alley."

After Nan Xi saw it, her heart trembled inexplicably. When she saw Hang Yu appearing in the bar, she knew that Gong Zhengyu must be angry. She had heard Gong Yichen say that Gong Zhengyu didn't like him coming to the bar. Somewhere to play, suddenly she was a little overwhelmed.

"Gong Yichen will die if he drinks so much alcohol alone." Qiao Li was worried and wanted to go back.

Luo Luo held her back, "When his parents were educating him, the more you persuade Gong Yichen, the faster he will die!"

Qiao Li didn't dare to move anymore, "Even if he doesn't persuade him, he will die after drinking all the wine alone!"

Nan Xi said in a low voice, "Don't worry, he won't die."

On New Year's Eve, Nan Xi witnessed how Gong Zhengyu punished Gong Yichen with her own eyes. She knew that Gong Zhengyu would not really want to kill someone.

Qiao Li called the driver, and asked Nan Xi if he wanted to take her back, but Nan Xi excused that he would take Luo Luo's car back and did not go with her.

Soon Qiao Li called the driver to arrive, and the two sent Qiao Li away. Nan Xi and Luo Luo also said goodbye, and walked to the street on the right side of the bar alone.

Gong Zhengyu's car was very eye-catching, parked ostentatiously at the crossroads, the golden logo on the car engine radiated luxurious light under the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)