Cheng Peng recited, "To the wine with a song, please invite one player to drink three consecutive glasses."
He looked even worse.
They were all just playing a game. How come his own luck was so terrible? The two women who were supposed to be accompanying players were actually his, yet Chen Bin reaped all the benefits, and he could only deal with these lousy cards.
However, at least he could make Chen Bin drink three glasses, which served as slight consolation.
He tossed the card to Chen Bin and said, "Bin, drink your three glasses."
"Ah! I'm sorry President Cheng." Chen Bin revealed a card that he'd been holding in front of him: "I have a 'block drink' card, and I'm using it."
Shoo!
Cheng Peng's anger flared up tenfold, burning his guts with pain.
"Fine..." Cheng Peng gnashed his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, okay, that's fine! Let's move on to the next one."
