Chapter 862

Dong Wenfeng was born as a special forces soldier. He strictly abides by the three disciplines and eight points of attention in the army, and strictly abides by the prohibition of alcohol, so his drinking capacity is not very good.

But Su Zhen defied himself covetously. How can he refuse? He can't lose his wild nature or tiger nature. Moreover, the strong generals trained in the army are not counsellors, and Dong Wenfeng doesn't have the word counsellor in his dictionary.

Although Dong Wenfeng doesn't have any cash, he can easily find millions of monetary accessories (bank cards) on him.

"Where is your steward?"

Dong Wenfeng's cry is like the momentum of Zhang Fei's angry bombardment of Changbanpo in the romance of the Three Kingdoms. It's like a powerful rainbow. If a weak woman stands beside her, she will be frightened and dirty. It's because she has lost her makeup.

What make complaints about the sound is what a short, sharp looking man came rushing over, and a smile on his face. Dong Wenfeng could not help but feel his heart in the Tucao.

"This man wants to be alone..." Murong couldn't help laughing.

"Like who..."

"It's like an Iron Rooster without a hair. No... it's an Iron Rooster without a hair..."

It turns out that the steward of Linyuan pavilion looks extreme. He is round and does not slip autumn on his head. He doesn't even have an eyebrow. He doesn't even find one eyelash, let alone a beard.

The steward also heard some voices. Just now, Dong Wenfeng casually cleaned up more than a dozen bodyguards, two of whom were seriously injured, and the tall waiter was even insane.

Even Mr. Su humbly invited him to be his friend, and he dared not offend him.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" the steward spoke with an ordinary service attitude, but his voice was strange. It was like a stewardess dressed as a man on the plane.

"Don't make fun of you, give me a million in cash first." Dong Wenfeng had taken out a black gold card.

"Wow... It's a black gold card..."

"This man is a hidden rich man!"

The men and women in the Linyuan Pavilion Hall saw Dong Wenfeng take out a black gold card. You know, there are no more than 100 rich people in the world who have such black gold cards. Unexpectedly, Dong Wenfeng has one at random.

Even Su Zhen couldn't help sighing. He didn't expect that this humble smelly boy would have a black gold card. He can't even apply for it so far. What means does he have to do it.

The housekeeper trembled and took the black gold card. Fortunately, he didn't come forward to shut Dong Wenfeng out just now. Otherwise, how distressed he would be if such a big rich man lost it! Instead, he scolded the bodyguards as fools, and then he had to let the two waiters go.

Su Zhen was unwilling to be outdone. He put out more than a dozen bank cards of similar colors from his wallet, but he couldn't find a diamond card, let alone a black gold card. He counted three bank cards and handed them to the steward just now. In the same tone, he said, "change me three million cash!"

"Eh..."

There was an uproar at the scene. Unexpectedly, Su Zhen was so forced that the maximum amount of a card was only one million. If all the cards added up, they would not be worth a fraction of Dong Wenfeng.

Su Zhen doesn't think so. Instead, he thinks about Dong Wenfeng's black gold card. It seems that he is confident that Dong Wenfeng's black gold card will belong to him in the near future.

Within five minutes, the bald steward took out a total of four million yuan in cash for the two people.

"You don't drink well. You'll act according to your circumstances later. Don't fall into his trap!" Murong gently advised Dong Wenfeng in his ear when Dong Wenfeng was about to bet.

Dong Wenfeng didn't want Murong to worry too much, so he nodded, but according to his temper, it would be impossible for him to admit defeat.

"Master Dong, let's start!"

Su Zhen is already a hundred times more confident. He has thrown out a pile of cash at will. The bottom gold is 10000 yuan, but Dong Wenfeng has caught a glimpse of his eyes staring at this pile of cash. It seems that he is still a miser. He just keeps staring at 10000 yuan. I won't lose your clothes and pants later. I won't be dong.

Although Dong Wenfeng is a joke, he has seen that Su Zhen's purpose of gambling on wine this time is to win his own money and save his own face.

Dong Wenfeng also casually put a pile of cash. The waiter of Linyuan Pavilion filled Dong Wenfeng and Su Zhen with a glass of brandy respectively. Su Zhen deliberately took the lead in taking the glass, then drank it up, and showed Dong Wenfeng the empty glass to act as his refreshing character. Dong Wenfeng snorted and didn't even want to see this man. Unexpectedly, this man was so scheming.

"Young master Dong, it's your turn..."

Su Zhen's words deliberately increased his voice, as if he had defeated Dong Wenfeng. If the momentum of beating flags and drums were used elsewhere, it would be like a fish in water, but he met Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng also took the glass and drank it all at once. He showed it gracefully to Su Zhen. Obviously, he gave it back to Su Zhen, but he was not as arrogant as Su Zhen!

Su Zhen threw out another pile of cash, which has been added to 20000 yuan this time. He deliberately stimulated Dong Wenfeng. If Dong Wenfeng didn't follow, he would have won. At that time, even if he didn't win money, he can boast.

Dong Wenfeng also put down 20000 yuan in cash and watched Su Zhen take the glass. He also picked up the glass and drank it at the same time.

In the third cup, Su Zhen and Dong Wenfeng also added 50000 yuan in cash respectively, and the two drank it all at once. But Dong Wenfeng's face slowly turned red, and Su Zhen couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

"It seems that young master Dong can't support it anymore. Why don't we have a rest? I happen to go to the bathroom too. Young master Dong can relax."

Before seeing Dong Wenfeng's sign, Su Zhen had already triumphantly rushed to the toilet. Looking at his anxious appearance, he must be unable to support himself.

"Husband, are you better?"

Dong Wenfeng shook his head, but for the first time he drank such strong wine, his stomach suddenly burned very hot.

In a corner, Tong Waner saw that Dong Wenfeng's face was as red as fire, but she didn't have the joy of a winner, and she didn't know whether she should support Su Zhen to continue to use this despicable means?

Su Zhen, who came out of the toilet, was in high spirits. It seemed that he had just fought a big battle.

As predicted, as like as two peas, Dong Wenfeng can't afford to drink the three cups of alcohol. Dong Wenfeng naturally couldn't stop it, but Murong saw some clues