Zhang Feng greatly appreciated Rong Yongtian's look at death. Zhang Feng said repeatedly: "Okay, this kind of spirit is needed. If you are not as good as them in body and willpower, then work hard. There is a saying that says otherwise, Heng We are afraid of our lives. If we fight them hard, they won’t be able to defeat us!”
"Uh, that's right!" Rong Yongtian responded helplessly. Isn't this saying that he is not good enough
Men can't say no.
Normally Rong Yongtian would be very angry, but facing Zhang Feng, he didn't dare to have any temper at all.
Zhang Feng said: "Isn't it? Our ancestors all came here like this back then. Young Master Rong, I'm afraid you young masters can't realize that no matter what the era is, you still have the same worries about food and clothing. We commoners It's different for ordinary people. Alas, it's really difficult..."
"Don't say that, this is a peaceful era, and everyone of us is equal!"
"Haha, what Mr. Rong said is, come on, eat, otherwise there will be no more, oh, drink, come on, drink..."
The wine has been served, the big wine bottle has been opened and the aroma of wine is overflowing. Zhang Feng has already finished a bowl of rice, so he can drink it without harming his body.
He raised his glass and clinked it with Rong Yongtian, who could only accept it.
When the strong high-grade rice wine entered Rong Yongtian's mouth, he couldn't stand it. It wasn't just hot, it was burning. He felt like his mouth was burning.
Spit it out
That's impossible. How can you go to training camp if you can't even drink a glass of wine? You must know that Zhang Feng also drank just now, and the three men opposite also drank. They were all poured from the same wine bottle.
It was a great honor to drink with them. How could we waste such an opportunity
Moreover, Rong Yongtian knew that these Siberian fighting people hated people who couldn't drink the most, especially those who invited someone to drink and the person spit out the wine, then this person no longer existed in their eyes.
So Rong Yongtian wanted to seize this opportunity, so he swallowed the wine.
The wine burned from his throat to his stomach, and he held it back as his stomach churned.
"Haha, come on, eat some food, eat some food, the food here is pretty good!" Zhang Feng smiled.
But we can't let him fall down so quickly, otherwise it will be boring.
Rong Yongtian felt better after taking a few mouthfuls of soup. His stomach stopped churning, and he quickly ate some rice.
Finally got some relief.
"Come, drink!" Zhang Feng called again.
The three men opposite him drank it all without hesitation, with relaxed expressions on their faces as if they were drinking boiled water. Rong Yongtian was dumbfounded. He was really a powerful person. He seemed to have anticipated what would happen next in the drinking party. .
Can you handle it
Rong Yongtian was unsure, but no matter what, he couldn't back down.
"Young Master Rong can indeed drink, then come again!" Zhang Feng said to the three instructors with a smile: "As for you, you can fix it yourself."
Rong Yongtian smiled bitterly and raised his glass to drink. This glass can hold one or two taels of wine, and two glasses are two taels. This wine should not be lower than 68 degrees, because he had drunk 65-degree liquor, which was quite choking.
After two glasses of wine his stomach was burning.
"Haha, it's my honor to have a drink with Zhang Feng and everyone!"
After two glasses of wine, Rong Yongtian was talking about the situation. His stomach felt uncomfortable and his brain was not working well.
His drinking capacity is not very good, and there is nothing in his stomach. How can he bear the high degree of alcohol like this? What's more, in the past four or five days of treatment in the hospital, he had three gastroscopy and took a lot of stomach medicine. His stomach was already injured, and now having such alcohol enter his stomach would intensify the injury.
"Ha, come again!" Zhang Feng raised the cup again.
The latter smiled bitterly.
Half an hour later, Rong Yongtian fell under the table, and Lao Yu asked someone to take him away.
So they can eat well.
"Instructor, do you want us to take him in?" Kraslov asked.
Zhang Feng said: "That is your business, I am not the selection instructor!"
"Then the instructor seemed to have promised him just now!"
Zhang Feng said: "Yes, I agreed, but what does this have to do with you?"
Kraslov smiled and said: "Haha, the instructor really loves you!"
"I don't think he can go tomorrow, right?" Zhang Feng said.
"Haha..." Kraslov smiled.
The instructor's ability to play tricks on others is extremely wonderful. No one can compare to him, and he is indeed their instructor.
"How does our wine compare to your vodka?" Zhang Feng asked.
Kraslov drank another glass and said: "It's a good wine, but if you can't say it's good or bad compared with our wine, I can only say, well, in your words, it's different."
You Qianqiu, don’t know if I’m right? "
"Oh, yes!"
Asking him to say that his country's wine is not good is really a bit more encouraging. They have always been very confident in their own products and will not please others against their will. This is the best way to avoid making Zhang Feng unhappy.
The people who can stay in the training camp are not just reckless people, they also have high IQ and EQ, otherwise they would have been eliminated long ago.
"I like this wine!" Sharapova said.
Ever since she met Zhang Feng, she began to like Chinese things. Anyway, she likes everything Zhang Feng likes, and she also likes some things that Zhang Feng doesn't like. Is this Aiwujiwu
After eating with these people, Zhang Feng left. When he went out, he just said hello to Lao Yu without saying anything else. Let him live a good life. As for his past, if he doesn't want to mention it, then don't mention it. .
What his past was like has almost become history, a dusty memory that he doesn't want to dig out again.
If it is found out, something big will happen.
Everyone has a past, whether it is beautiful, painful, or unbearable to look back on.
But looking at Lao Yu's behavior, he was neither of these. It was probably top secret. He could have asked Kraslov, but Zhang Feng thought about it and forgot about it. Once he asked, there would be problems.
After leaving the farmhouse, Zhang Feng called Secretary Jiang and told her about the cooperation with Rong, and asked her to explain that she would go abroad tomorrow.
"As for what we want to cooperate with and how we want to cooperate, you just have to decide. Just set a direction and take your time. Rong's Group can still do it!" Zhang Feng said, "I've already said hello to you, so just let me know. Just go there."
"Yes, I know!" Secretary Jiang's tone was surprised.
The Rong Group is a behemoth, and the Yunfeng Group is still a child in front of them. It is estimated that only President Zhang can go to their senior management and say hello first.
Secretary Jiang added: "Oh, by the way, President Zhang, the visa has been issued. I must have booked a flight ticket for tomorrow night, and I will arrive there the next day!"
"good!"
Secretary Jiang said: "What else do I need to do? This trip!"
"No, just take your people with you!" Zhang Feng said: "And take your heart with you, don't leave it in the company, think of it as a trip!"
"yes!"