Chapter 318: 6 Jin brother

　　 The birthday feast began.
　　 Yang Wenfeng and Yang Huan father and son, as well as Zhang Xiaochuan, who was admired by Mr. Zhuang and respected in the antique industry, were all left at the main seat, and the others also found their seats and sat down.
　　 As for Qin Changjiang and Qin Yongming, the father and son, they don’t know where they are hiding in a circle.
　　 The saddest reminder is Yang Huan.
　　He was sitting next to Zhuang Ziqing, and Zhuang Mingyang and his wife and Zhuang Zicheng were separated from Mr. Zhuang, right up there.
　　 As a result, the old man seemed to want to test Yang Huan's drinking capacity, and from time to time he toasted and said to leave one.
　　 Zhang Xiaochuan also drank two cups every day, plus he was like-minded with the old man, and if he could talk with him, he would drink with him.
　　All the Jian Nanchun on the table is fifty-two degrees.
　　Although I took a sip every time, the accumulation of small amounts became more. There were three people again. It didn't take long for a bottle of Jian Nanchun to bottom out.
　　 "Eh, forget it, I'm still not going crazy with you!" Zhang Xiaochuan poured himself a glass and turned aside.
　　 Everyone else on the table looked at them and laughed.
　　 Zhang Lao can't drink it anymore.
　　 "A Huan, don't drink too much!" Yang Wenfeng did not expect that his own son can drink quite well.
　　 Zhuang Ziqing also secretly pulled Yang Huan's clothes and stared at him complainingly. Her eyes seemed to say, "You, don't fight with my grandpa, just take care of your body!"
　　 didn't look at it. His old man had to drink a glass every night. The drink was very heavy. Can you fight with him?
　　 Yang Huan laughed.
　　 didn't know if it was because of crossing over, or because it was originally a huge amount, he now feels that he doesn't feel drinking.
　　 The fifty-two-degree Jian Nanchun was drunk by him. It was smelly, but there was no feeling at all.
　　 "Master, are you okay?" Yang Huan laughed and provoked.
　　 Elder Zhuang looked at him angrily, "Hey, you stinky boy, I'm saving you face, don't you know?"
　　 "I took the initiative to find the door, it turned you back!"
　　 This old man was also involved in revolution back then. Drinking is a commonplace meal, and the alcoholic temper is still there.
　　 It’s just that I'm getting older now, and my drinking volume has fallen a bit, but it's still a huge amount.
　　 "Come on, fill me up!"
　　 The old man waved at the waiter and looked at the posture, as if he wanted a drink.
　　 Yang Huan smiled, and waved to the waiter, "This cup is too small. Change to a larger one. If not, the bowl will do!"
　　 When he said this, everyone on the table was dumbfounded.
　　 Good deed, fifty-two degrees Jiannanchun, do you drink it with a bowl? Are you okay?
　　Do you really think you are Brother Liujin?
　　 "What about your kid bluffing me? When I am a three-year-old baby, let you bluff?" The old man laughed.
　　 "Okay, change to a bigger cup!"
　　 The waiter quickly brought two beer glasses and poured eight points for both of them.
　　 "Come, sir, let's go!"
　　 "Do you want to do it?" Elder Zhuang looked at Yang Huan happily, and smiled happily.
　　 This kid feels better and better, right!
　　 "Do it!" Yang Huan took up the wine glass without saying a word, and just ate it dry.
　　 "Okay, massive!"
　　 Elder Zhuang also smiled and liked it, picking up the wine glass and drank it directly.
　　 Zhuang Mingyang couldn't stand aside, "Dad, all right, don't drink so hard!"
　　 "Yes, old man, it's too fierce, take it easy!" The old lady Zhuang also persuaded.
　　 Old man Zhuang chuckled, his face became more and more ruddy, "What is fierce? I used to drink with Yang Huan's grandfather in the sea bowl, which is like now, drinking with such a small cup, but addictive!"
　　 As he said, the old man also looked at his son and Yang Wenfeng.
　　 "Usually letting your two brothers drink two cups is like killing you, so dare you come to persuade you today? Okay, if you drink one cup alone, I won't drink it!"
　　 Zhuang Mingyang and Yang Wenfeng don't drink much on weekdays, so the amount of alcohol is just that little.
　　 Jiannanchun at fifty-two degrees?
　　 I get drunk after smelling the wine!
　　 "You, stop drinking, make my grandpa happy, there is no need to drink so much!" Zhuang Ziqing secretly blamed Yang Huan.
　　 "Besides, you didn't see his face, you are almost drunk!"
　　 In fact, she understands that Yang Huan deliberately accompanies his grandfather to drink, just to make him happy.
　　 This drinking, the most important thing is to have an opponent to enjoy it!
　　 Yang Huan immediately raised his hand when he heard it, "Oh, sir, no, I can't!"
　　 "What? You can't do it? I just drink it to the top, so you can't shout it?"
　　 The red face of the old man Zhuang, coupled with the tone of speech, everyone knows that he is almost done.
　　 is himself, too happy, too excited, forgetting about it.
　　 "It's really not good, it's up, you can't drink any more, you will be Liujin brother if you drink it again!" Yang Huan waved his hand vigorously.
　　 "Brother Liujin? Who?"
　　 "Oh, brother Liujin, it's a friend of mine, who can kill Jian Nanchun, who is six kilos and fifty-two degrees in one go!"
　　 Yang Huan said that, everyone present was dumbfounded.
　　 Jiannanchun with six catties and fifty-two degrees?
　　 Good deed, this is not massive anymore!
　　 Elder Zhuang looked at Yang Huan deeply, nodded and said: "You kid, yes, better than the two of them!"
　　 Yang Wenfeng and Zhuang Mingyang on the side were depressed.
　　 This dare to love the man depends on the amount of alcohol, anyone who can drink is fine!
　　 Why can't you drink?
　　 Can't do anything if you can't drink?
　　What is the reason?
　　 Elder Zhuang stood up, let alone, it was quite stable, and he drank six or seven points at most.
　　 "Everyone!" He raised the wine glass in his hand.
　　 Everyone in the banquet hall fell silent and looked over.
　　 As the so-called happy event, the spirit is refreshing.
　　 The old man has his 80th birthday today. He looks red and full of expression.
　　 "All of you present here today are relatives and friends, we have a good time together, my old man is very grateful!"
　　 Everyone in the banquet hall looked at him and listened silently.
　　 Don't think the old man has retired for many years, but that prestige is still there.
　　 None of the important leaders of the country came today, but they all sent birthday gifts.
　　 This alone is enough to show the status and influence of Mr. Zhuang.
　　 "Take advantage of today, the big guys are here, my old man will take this opportunity to announce a happy event to everyone!"
As soon as Mr. Zhuang said this, everyone in the entire banquet hall was full of expectations.
　　 Zhuang Ziqing immediately realized what grandpa was about to say, blushing, almost buried her head in her chest.
　　 The expressions of Qin Changjiang and his son are even more interesting, one is envy and jealousy, and the other is fire-breathing eyes.
　　 With today’s announcement, everything has become a foregone conclusion, and no one can change it.
　　 "Life is in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, it has reached the age of elders. When this person is old, it is inevitable that there will always be some unforgettable worries. I thought about it today and gave the biggest worries!"
　　 Speaking, Mr. Zhuang motioned Yang Huan and Zhuang Ziqing to stand up.
　　 The two of them stood up and looked at their talents and women. Everyone in the room looked at them and admired them.
　　 suddenly understood what Elder Zhuang meant.
　　 "His name is Yang Huan. I believe everyone has heard of him. I now solemnly announce that Yang Huan and our family Ziqing will get engaged another day!"
　　 After listening to everyone present, there was a burst of thunderous applause.
　　Long Hai Yang family kisses the capital dealer, this is incredible, it is too expensive!
　　 The announcement of the old man Zhuang now is equivalent to saying that when you get engaged, you should deal with it in a low-key manner.
　　 So, this group of old fritters who have been in the officialdom for many years suddenly stood up with a smile.
　　 "Come on, let us father a toast!"
　　 "Okay, cheers!"
　　 The old man is also in a good mood, he just lifts his glass and does it.
After 　　 was done, many people turned to Yang Huan one after another.
　　 What the background of their Yang family is, everyone present knows well.
　　 What the future of Zhuang Mingyang will be, everyone sees it.
　　 Yang Huan is the only son of the Yang family, and marrying Zhuang Ziqing is equivalent to inheriting the beauty and glory of the family.
　　 plus the old man means obviously that the engagement should be handled low-key.
　　 Therefore, they immediately took this opportunity to congratulate Yang Huan one by one.
　　 One cup after another, poured into the belly.
　　Rao is that Yang Huan has nothing to do with drinking, but at the end of the drink, he is still a little dizzy and his scalp numb.
　　 He couldn't remember how much he drank.
　　 "Yang Huan, congratulations!"
　　 Qin Changjiang and Qin Yongming, father and son, deliberately fell to the end.
　　 Seeing that your kid is a little unsteady, he is almost drinking.
　　 If you drink seriously, we are not your opponents, I will pick you out when you are almost drinking!
　　 "Thank you!" Yang Huan held up a cup of Jian Nanchun.
　　 "Hey, Yang Huan, why do you use such a small cup? Isn't there a beer mug next to it?" Qin Yongming hurriedly stopped him.
　　With a beer mug?
　　 Many people around are a little surprised, even contemptuous.
　　 Damn, people drank more liquor than you drank. At this time, it’s too much, right?
　　 But who is Qin Changjiang? Who dares to speak at this time?
　　 "What? Don't you dare?" Qin Yongming asked with a defiant smile.
　　Although he hasn't been officially engaged yet, Zhuang Ziqing has already regarded herself as Yang Huan's wife. How can she let her husband be shamed before others?
　　 "Yongming, why don't I have a toast with you?"
　　 When Zhuang Ziqing said this, everyone immediately understood that she was defending her husband, and she immediately applauded.
　　 That is a cup of Jian Nanchun with a cup of fifty-two degrees. Can she not be praised for such a beautiful beauty?
　　 Qin Yongming shook his head, "Ziqing, if you drink, then I will give up!"
　　 said so, but the eyes of Yang Huan were full of contempt.
　　 You shit, you have to let your future wife come forward for a drink!
　　 Yang Huan is the most uninspiring. Besides, he is still awake now.
　　 "Ziqing, let me come!" Yang Huan pulled Zhuang Ziqing back, and then looked at Qin's father and son, took two beer glasses in his hands, and asked the waiter to fill up white wine.
　　 "Uncle Qin, let's have a drink first!"
　　 Qin Changjiang asked himself, he was a little too alcoholic, how could he be fooled by Yang Huan and immediately took it.
　　 Yang Huan raised his head, grunted, and poured a glass of white wine into his belly.
"it is good!"
"so amazing!"
　　 "Good drink!"
　　 "It's just a huge amount!"
　　 All around suddenly applauded!
　　 Qin Changjiang is also a little surprised, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com did not expect Yang Huan to drink so simply.
Is 　　 like a drunk person?
　　 "Two more glasses!" Yang Huan waved to the waiter again.
　　 Two beer glasses of white wine were poured out, and a glass was delivered to Qin Yongming. Yang Huan took a glass by himself.
　　 "Yongming, I will do it first!" After finishing speaking, he raised his head again and grunted, and a glass of white wine was poured into his belly.
　　 Qin Yongming was a little dumbfounded.
　　 Jian Nanchun at fifty-two degrees, should this guy drink boiled water?
　　 "Uncle Qin, Yongming, please!" Yang Huan smiled and made a gesture.
　　Qin Yangtze River was better, he was a little drunk, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, raised his head and drank the glass of liquor in his hand.
　　 Qin Yongming put the liquor to his mouth, smelling the smell of the wine, he was drunk.
　　 Is this white wine?
　　 This is poison, this is dichlorvos!
　　 "Drink, don't make a fool of yourself!" Qin Changjiang took a cup of his stomach, a little overwhelming.
　　 Dad said that even if Qin Yongming died, he still had to drink.
　　 Raised his head, a glass of white wine poured into his mouth, choking him into a violent cough, and swallowed it all.
　　 "Water, water, give me a bottle of water!" Qin Yongming yelled in panic.
　　 It looks like this
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