"We don't always know who we are, don't you know?"

At the right time, Gao Fu, who was standing behind him, immediately said, "if it was not for the face of general manager Guo, general manager Tang would not come over."

"Ha ha, don't be too high, big brother."

His eyes narrowed, and Lin Fan joked, "if it's too high, something will happen."

"What are you talking about at random?"

Coldly hum a, Gao Fu looks to Gao Zhuang: "cousin, I see you don't stay in this kind of company, simply come to my company."

"Cousin, I'm happy to work now."

Gao Zhuang, who had already done something wrong with Gao Fu, directly refused: "Vice President Lin is right. Don't be too Hi, cousin."

"Mr. Tang, I just watched you for a long time."

After patting Guo YuYan's catkin for a change of position, Lin Fan knocked on the table: "you like drinking very much, and the amount of alcohol is not low, is that right?"

"Go on."

See Lin Fan unexpectedly touch Guo YuYan's palm, Tang pangzi's face is difficult to see the extreme.

In his mind, Guo Yuyan is the woman he has set. Now Lin Fan dares to touch his woman. He is looking for death.

"People who like to drink usually don't mind how much other people drink, but how much they can drink."

As soon as the story turned, Lin Fan sneered: "but what I saw, I only saw that you kept letting Mr. Guo drink wine, but Mr. Tang always drank so little."

"Those who know that we are talking about business, and those who don't know think you want to intoxicate Mr. Guo with a plot."

Taking another bottle of Remy Martin on the table, Lin Fan motioned: "of course, if Tang always thinks I'm wrong, I can refute it."

Staring at Lin Fan coldly, five seconds later, the fat man of Tang joked: "I take back that sentence, Vice President Lin, you still have some ability."

"Disrespect, disrespect." After arched his hand, Lin Fan motioned to the horse in his hand: "it happens that I also like to drink wine. Don't you dare to drink with me?"

Ha ha ha ha ha ha.

As if heard the biggest joke, Tang Pang chuckled: "I heard it right, do you want to drink with me?"

"Mr. Tang, dare not?" Lin fan.

"Vice President Lin, it's not impossible to drink with me, but you have to let me see if you are qualified."

Pointing to the horse in Lin Fan's hand, he motioned: "if you can drink it up, I believe you have that qualification."

No, Lin fan, No.

The strength of the wine relieved a lot of Guo Yuyan. Hearing this, he immediately called out, "you can't drink, you can't drink."

A bottle of Remy Martin, with a capacity of 700 ml, will definitely cause an accident if you drink it.

"See, it's not that I don't give you a chance, but you don't have the qualification."

In Tang's eyes, Lin fan is a slag.

Not to mention his drinking ability against the weather, just such a retort can make you speechless.

If you drink up a bottle of Remy Martin, you will feel dizzy.

Even if you can really drink a bottle of Remy Martin, how much can you drink later?

No matter how you drink it, you can't beat him.

"Mr. Tang, to tell you the truth, I really can drink it."

Shaking the bottle gently, Lin Fan looked at the yellow liquor inside: "in order to drink with Mr. Tang, I drank this bottle of Remy Martin."

Gollum, Gollum.

Mouth to the bottle, as if drinking water, continue to flow into the throat.

"I can't drink you."

See Lin Fan really drink, Tang chubby eyes: "Remy horse is good wine, Vice President Lin, you don't waste a drop."