"That's what I'm talking about."
Yang Xiao was not surprised by Fan Jiawei's answer.
After all, he knew very well that with Fan Jiawei's character, he would definitely not offend either party.
"Don't worry. This time, I'll only let you drink three glasses. After three glasses, I'll let you go!"
"Three glasses?"
Fan Jiawei touched his stomach.
If it was just three glasses, it shouldn't be a problem with his alcohol tolerance.
…
A minute ago.
In the private room, Wang Ge looked at Yang Xiao and asked, "Is this thing really useful?"
Yang Xiao put down the cup in his hand with a fawning smile on his face. "Brother Wang, don't worry. This Sprite and sorghum cocktail is my specialty. It's definitely strong enough!"
…
"Boss, what's going on? Why did you go to the toilet for so long? I almost wanted to call the police and get you!"
The moment Fan Jiawei returned to the private room, he heard Yang Chao's voice.
Normally, he definitely would have argued back. However, for some reason, after drinking the three glasses of alcohol, he felt a scorching sensation in his stomach, as if something was burning.
Thus, Fan Jiawei forced a smile and returned to his seat.
However, as time passed, the three people in the private room realized that something was wrong.
Fan Jiawei seemed to be too quiet.
"There seems to be something wrong with Boss."
Ye Feng was sharp and noticed Fan Jiawei's expression. Then, Fan Jiawei stood up.
Fan Jiawei's face was as pale as paper. There was no color on his face at all.
"Second Brother, Third Brother, stop drinking!"
As he spoke, he rushed forward and helped Fan Jiawei up.
"Boss, Boss, what's going on!"
"I feel… sick to my stomach."
Fan Jiawei sounded weak.
The other two also panicked.
"Boss seems to be sick from drinking too much."
Yang Chao seemed to have experience in this area and instantly spoke.
Liu He shook his head and said, "That's impossible. We only drank beverages with low alcohol content today. How could he have drunk so much?"
"Enough, stop talking!"
Ye Feng shouted, "Boss, tell me, did you drink something just now?"
"I didn't drink much… I just bumped into Yang Xiao and drank three glasses of alcohol he gave me."
Fan Jiawei shook his head. "With my alcohol tolerance, I didn't think that drinking three more glasses would… ugh…"
Before he could finish, he crawled on the table and threw up on it.
"Alright, Boss, stop talking!"
Ye Feng hurriedly took the rubbish bin. Then, he looked at Liu He and the other two. "It must be because of the three glasses of wine."
"F*ck!"
Yang Chao was furious. "Yang Xiao has always been at odds with our Boss. He must have done it."
"F*ck, let's go and settle the score with him!"
Even Liu He, who was usually gentle and refined, started to swear.
"Boss, don't talk. Show me which room they are in."
At that moment, Ye Feng acted on impulse and immediately asked.
"On the left… it's the first room around the corner."
Fan Jiawei's voice was still weak.
"Boss, you should rest first."
After obtaining an affirmative answer, a fierce light flashed past Ye Feng's eyes.
"Come, brothers, let's settle the score!"
…
Clang!
With a loud bang, the door of the private room was kicked open.
Yang Chao took the lead. "Which one of them is that damn Yang Xiao?"
"Who are you!"
At the dining table on the right, Yang Xiao stood up and furrowed his eyebrows. "Are you looking for trouble?"
There were nine people on his side, but only three on the other side. Thus, the disparity in numbers gave him sufficient confidence. In fact, the alcohol boosted his courage and made him fierce.
"Apologize to me now and get lost!"
Yang Xiao pointed at Yang Chao's nose and tried to push him with his other hand.
"So you're the bloody Yang Xiao!"
Bang!
Yang Chao didn't care about his bad habit at all and simply punched Yang Xiao's face.
Yang Chao was the main force of the school basketball team, so how could his physical fitness be poor?
Thus, Yang Xiao, who was only 1.7 meters tall, was stunned by the 1.9-meter-tall Yang Chao.
"Aiyo…"
Yang Xiao hurriedly took two steps back before looking at Yang Chao with fear and panic.
"Y-y-you… Why are you hitting me!"
"I'm fighting you!"
Yang Chao chased after him and grabbed Yang Xiao's collar. Then, he pushed him against the wall. "Tell me, what did you give Fan Jiawei?"
"What? What? Fan Jiawei?"
Yang Xiao didn't seem to have recovered from his daze and his brain short-circuited.
"Are you playing dumb again!"
Yang Chao raised his right hand and slapped Yang Xiao again.
Pa!
The crisp sound of the slap finally woke Yang Xiao up. He said with a sobbing voice, "I— I— I… I didn't give him anything to drink. I only drank three glasses of
"F*ck!"
Yang Chao was even more furious.
"You stupid c*nt!"
Pa!
Pa!
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
He immediately started beating Yang Xiao's face up.
He was very clear about the effects of baijiu mixed with Sprite. After drinking three glasses, how could Boss recover?
"Who are you!"
At this moment, the others in the private room finally reacted.
When Wang Ge saw that his underling had been beaten up, he felt a little embarrassed. Thus, he immediately stood up. "How dare you casually hit others like that!"
"Shut up!"
"Any more nonsense and I'll beat you up!"
Two voices sounded out at the same time. Then, Liu He took the lead and rushed over with a beer bottle in hand.
When the group of people who had been planning to get aggressive saw this, they immediately felt spiritless.
"Third Brother, that's enough. Stop fighting. If you continue, we will get into trouble."
Ye Feng heard the commotion and stopped Yang Chao, who was about to continue beating people up.
"Are we going to let him off just like that?"
Yang Chao was reluctant to let go.
"Let's go. If you keep fighting, the security guards will come!"
"Besides, it's more important to send Boss to the hospital now."
The commotion upstairs had alarmed the security guards at Yanghe Hotel.
The second sentence played an absolute role. When Yang Chao heard this, he let go of his hand angrily and finally said, "Little bastard, just you wait. Today's matter isn't over!"
"Enough!"
"Let's go!"
Ye Feng repeated himself again.
"Hmph, let's go!"
Yang Chao pushed Yang Xiao to the ground. Then, they stormed out of the private room.
…
Outside the private room that Dormitory 7012 had booked…
"Second Brother, I know you don't lack money."
Ye Feng glanced at the security guards who were coming up one after another and said to Liu He, who was waiting outside, "I need you to pay the hotel for their losses. Don't worry, just treat it as I owe you one!"
"What makes you say that?"
Liu He glared at Ye Feng before saying indifferently, "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Then, he walked towards the security guards and the lobby manager.
Yang Chao came out with Fan Jiawei. When he saw the scene outside, he asked in puzzlement, "Where's Second Brother? Where did he go?"
"He went to clean up your mess!"
Ye Fengbai rolled his eyes at him."
He was a little speechless. He didn't expect Yang Chao to beat others up so badly with his bad temper.
"Hehe."
Yang Chao scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I was too drunk just now and couldn't hold it in."
"Fourth Brother, did I cause any trouble for you?"
"What do you think?"
Ye Feng rolled his eyes at him angrily before grinning.
"You don't say. F** k, that fight was really satisfying!"
"It's just that I didn't find a chance to do anything and my hands are itching!"