1996 I can hear the voice of the reborn son

Wang Han looked at Li Zhaobing playfully, and put back the wine glass he had just raised.

"Director Li, what do you mean?" Wang Han frowned.

He could also see that Li Zhaobing was trying to save face for what happened just now.

He can give face, and he can also drink, but there is something in the middle that must be drawn out first.

"Mr. Wang, I made it very clear that as long as you are happy drinking today, the prices of the four production lines are up to you as long as they are not excessive."

"Otherwise we won't give you a discount." Li Zhaobing said with a smile.

He didn't believe that Wang Han could drink more than Ronaldinho.

Xiao Luo drinks two to three catties of liquor and pours beer casually, everyone in the factory knows this.

At that time, Ronaldinho drank Wang Han to the bed, and he also relieved his anger here, and he also took back the initiative in the negotiation, which is the best of both worlds.

"Director Li, aren't you a bully!"

"Our President Wang has always been a teetotaler."

The little secretary stared at Li Zhaobing unhappily and said.

"That's right, if you don't want to cooperate, Director Li, we don't have to talk about it. After this meal, we will go our separate ways." Liu Chao also said with a displeased face.

"Hey, big guy, don't be so angry. I don't drink well either. Let's just have a drink, which is meaningless." Ronaldinho stood up and said.

He is now waiting for a while to drink Wang Han down, so that he can make another contribution to his wine battle.

"Okay, don't talk about it. This is Director Li who is letting us go."

"A meal of wine can save us tens of millions, which is already very interesting."

Wang Han said at this time.

After finishing speaking, he took a bite to eat.

"However, Factory Manager Li has to keep his word. I suggest that the contract be written in advance, otherwise he will be drunk later and won't be in the mood to talk about it." Wang Han continued.

He ate while talking, without caring about his image at all.

But no one pays attention to this right now.

Li Zhaobing felt that what Wang Han said made sense.

"We have a production line of 800 million. If Mr. Wang is not happy, we will sell it to Mr. Wang at the original price. If Mr. Wang is happy..."

"Hehe!" Wang Han interrupted Li Zhaobing and said, "If I'm happy, that one will be 300 million."

Li Zhaobing was taken aback.

You're drunk before you drink it, aren't you?

This opening cut more than half!

But after careful calculation, even according to what Wang Han said, he still has profits.

Of course he didn't think Wang Han could drink more than Ronaldinho.

"Deal, smooth out the contract." Li Zhaobing said.

After the two discussed, they quickly signed the contract of intent.

The details in the future can be discussed slowly after dinner.

With this thing, if anyone reneges on both sides, they both need to pay double the liquidated damages.

"Mr. Wang, you are too impulsive!" the little secretary said, staring at Wang Han with a displeased expression.

She felt that this one drink involved tens of millions of bills, and Wang Han was too irrational.

"Hehe, little secretary, I'll show you when I earn 2000 million for one meal." Wang Han said indifferently.

"Mr. Wang, let's start." Ronaldinho said at this time.

"I respect you for the first glass of wine. I hope our cooperation can be achieved. In the future, money will flow like an assembly line."

Ronaldinho said, holding up the wine glass.

A cup of Xiao Erliang.

Wang Han waved his hand directly, with disdain on his face.

"Director Li, are you reluctant to drink?" Wang Han said contemptuously.

Li Zhaobing looked puzzled.

"We Yuecheng people have always drank in big bowls and ate meat in big mouthfuls."

"Are you rinsing my mouth with this glass of two taels?" Wang Han followed up.

Li Zhaobing...

Good guy!

It's not afraid to talk big and flash your tongue!

This is baijiu, try it every bite, it won't kill you!

"Hehe, listen to Mr. Wang." Li Zhaobing said, and asked the waiter to serve the big bowl directly.

One bottle and one bowl.

Wang Han directly poured three bowls.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the people at the dinner table were shocked.

Ronaldinho was so frightened that he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

At this time, he wanted to ask the people of Yuecheng, is this how you drink alcohol over there?

Yuecheng: "We still have lumps of meat, do you want to eat it..."

"We don't play hush either. We serve one bowl per person, and whoever can't drink it will confess." Wang Han looked at Xiao Luo provocatively and said.

In terms of age, he is actually two years younger than Ronaldinho.

Ronaldinho was so provoked by him, he nodded in agreement.

So he watched Wang Han raise the big bowl and drank it in big gulps.

One bowl!

Two bowls!

Three bowls!

"belch!"

After eating the three big bowls, Wang Han burped, and then looked at Xiao Luo with a provocative face.

At this time, his face was red and he was out of breath, just a little arrogant.

Everyone present was frightened by his aura just now.

Then they looked at Xiao Luo one by one, wanting to see if he dared to drink.

"Gudong!"

Ronaldinho swallowed his saliva again in fright.

Finally, he bit the bullet and picked up the big bowl.

After taking two big gulps, he only felt that his stomach was burning.

"Old Liu, just keep an eye on me. I'll go to the toilet. If this guy can't drink it, let him use a small cup. We can't bully people."

Xiao Luo, who had just poured a big bowl, felt angry when he heard Wang Han's words!

This guy also said that he would not bully him, which is clearly looking down on him!

In a fit of anger, he picked up the second bowl.

On Wang Han's side, he walked out of the private room and went straight to the toilet.

Picking at the throat with two fingers, venting down.

The smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of the food he just ate filled the toilet.

After the meal was overwhelmed, Wang Han let out a sigh of relief.

Only a fool would compete with that person for wine, and tactical crushing is the kingly way.

After almost vomiting, he washed his hands, rinsed his mouth and walked out of the toilet.

"Mr. Wang, drink this honey water, hangover."

As soon as he arrived at the door of the private room, Manager Ma handed him a glass of honey water.

Wang Han is his big customer, and the waiter is always reporting to him about the affairs of the private room here.

Knowing that Wang Han was fighting for wine, he prepared honey water.

"Thanks!"

Wang Han was also polite, took the honey water and drank it down.

Then he walked into the private room.

I saw Ronaldinho already lying on the dining table.

Three bowls of wine only drank two bowls.

When the people from the Shancheng Machinery Factory saw him coming back, they all looked extremely ugly.

Li Zhaobing was so regretful that his intestines turned green and he was depressed. Why did this guy drink three bowls of wine, one bowl for a catty, and he was still alive and kicking.

He swore that if he had known that Wang Han was so good at drinking, he would never have made things difficult for Wang Han just now, and would have chosen to negotiate well.

But now that the contract has been signed, if he repents, he will be charged double liquidated damages.

"That's it?"

"Hey, my drinking capacity is already very bad, but it turns out that there are people worse than me."

Wang Han glanced at Xiao Luo who was lying on the table, and said with emotion.

"Hehe, this guy doesn't have any food in his stomach, and he even drank two big bowls of liquor. It's a miracle that he's just drunk and doesn't have stomach bleeding!" Wang Han complained in his heart.

His words fell into the eyes of everyone present, and everyone felt ashamed.

As long as you casually fuck three catties, ten people can't compare with you.

The people in the garment factory, including Li Kun, clearly realized that Wang Han didn't usually drink with them because he looked down on their small drinking capacity.

That's it, they are willing to call Wang Han the God of Dionysus!

"Director Li, I don't know if you are happy with this wine, why don't we continue?" Wang Han said to Li Zhaobing at this time.

"Hehe, old fox, I scare you to death! Only my brother can only drink at the bottom in Yuecheng!"

Wang Han thought in his heart.

"Hehe, no, no." Li Zhaobing quickly waved his hands.

In his opinion, with Wang Han's current state, he might be able to overwhelm everyone present!

"Okay, let's discuss the details next," Wang Han said.

With Wang Han's aura just now.

A group of people finally negotiated that Wang Han would pay a deposit of 500 million yuan first, and the factory manager Li would transport the existing underwear production line to install after returning.

One garment production line will be produced in mid-March, and the remaining two will be delivered in mid-April and mid-May respectively.

"That's fine, I wish us a happy cooperation." Wang Han said with a smile on his face.

Then he sent Director Li and others out of the hotel.

He planned to rest for a while before leaving, but unfortunately his phone rang.

"Mr. Wang, I am a police officer, I hope you can come."