I don’t know if Chen Haiping deliberately pleased Evelyn and wanted to get closer to her, or if it was true.

He explained: "My ancestors were Mongolians. With the Mongolian army of the Yuan Dynasty, they entered the Central Plains and were then sent to the place where I am now in my hometown.

The village we are living in is full of Mongolians. We all know that we are Mongolian villages.

After the demise of the Yuan Dynasty, we were afraid of being retaliated by the Han people, so our entire village changed to the Han surname. In modern times, intermarriage with the Han people and gradually became Han people."

Evelyn said with a shocked face: "Is it true? It turns out that we still have such a connection in blood. Come and have another drink for our Tatar origin!"

After Evelyn said that, she dried the wine in the glass again and looked at Chen Haiping and asked, "Why don't you drink?" Then she said unhappily, "No, I was a woman, you should give in to me. I've drunk two glasses, but you haven't even had a single glass, you have to drink three glasses in one breath!"

Chen Haiping explained: "This Lafite needs to be sipped in small sips before it can taste the taste. Drinking like you is tantamount to waste resources!"

Evelyn thought to herself, I care whether you are natural or local. If you are drunk, I will not be in vain!

Evelyn stood up, walked to Chen Haiping, picked up the wine glass for him and said, "You can't bully me, come on, drink the wine first. After drinking these three glasses, let's talk about things to taste slowly. I still have a lot of wine here, so I'm not afraid that you can drink it all for me."

Chen Haiping was forced to drink all the wine in his glass.

Evelyn picked up the sobering device and poured it on him again. It was not until Chen Haiping drank three drinks that he gave up and returned to his seat.

After Chen Haiping drank, he saw Zheng Guolin, and Zheng Guolin didn't drink.

"Hey, Mr. Zheng, why don't you drink?" he couldn't help asking.

Zheng Guolin thought to himself, this is your own death.

The rules for foreigners to drink red wine are that only one-third of the wine glass is poured at most. Chen Haiping drank three glasses in a row, but in fact he didn’t even have a glass of red wine. It was still red wine, and there was not much alcohol content.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be quite drunk. Zheng Guolin was worried about how to get him drunk.

Evelyn is pregnant and can't always let her fight with Chen Haiping.

He was worried about not thinking about a solution, but unexpectedly, Chen Haiping came to him.

Zheng Guolin smiled and said, "I don't drink this thing, it's like cold water, but women drink that kind of fun."

Speaking of this, he smiled wickedly and looked at Chen Haiping and said, "Dr. Chen, I have the best Moutai in China here. Do you want to try it?"

Chen Haiping didn't expect such a big boss to speak so vulgarly, so he smiled and shook his head and said, "Dr. Zheng, red wine and cold water are not the same thing. This is the embodiment of Western civilization and an elegant enjoyment."

"Elegant enjoyment," Zheng Guolin said with disdain, "Grape wine, luminous cup, and the pipa is urging immediately. Don't laugh at me when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from wars in ancient times!

Since the Tang Dynasty, our country has had this kind of mess. It was all ancient ladies who played pipas in brothels and coaxed the young masters. Only real men would not drink this thing.

What do men drink? White wine! I look at the sword with a lamp while drunk, and dream of blowing the horns and camp. I split my subordinates with 800 miles, and the sound of fifty strings flipped the outside world, and the soldiers on the battlefield were drawn. The horses were made of fast, and the bow was astonished as thunder and strings. I ended the affairs of the king and won the reputation of his life. Poor white happened!

How heroic and fierce this one is?”

Chen Haiping was amused and crying.

You say that Zheng Guolin is vulgar, but he can pick up Tang and Song lyrics. You say that he is elegant, but any poem can change its flavor when it comes to his mouth.

He shook his head and said, "Dr. Zheng, your understanding is a bit biased. In fact, the ancient nobles and elegant people all drank light wine, and the soju was for the coolies and the common people. This soju is also called bitter water. From this alias, you should know that this wine is not something that aristocrats drink."

"Nonsense!" Zheng Guolin said unconvincedly, "How to relieve his worries? Only Du Kang. Is Cao Cao and Mengde not an aristocrat?"

Chen Haiping explained: "Cao Cao is a soldier. He drinks some strong wine to relieve fatigue in a harsh marching environment, which is also true."

Zheng Guolin interrupted him and said, "It's still true! Since ancient times, heroes are not nobles. Aristocrats also have differences. Young masters like Jia Baoyu, who are mixed in the pile of powder, have no power to tie up chickens and are thinking about stealing chickens all day long. They are not men or women, and the empresses naturally drink these light wine like cold water. Real men like Cao Cao and Xin Qiji, real heroes, naturally they don't want to drink the things that women drink, and drink the strong wine."

Zheng Guolin is a rogue who is unreasonable and has no choice but to argue with him, so he simply shut up.

He didn't speak, and Zheng Guolin was still excited.

"Evelyn, bring me two bottles of the best Moutai I collected in the bedroom!"

He first ordered Evelyn, and when she stood up and left, then looked at Chen Haiping again, and then asked him sarcastically: "Dr. Chen, don't drink white wine like those young men who are mixed with powder, right?"

here we go again.

The first time I met here, Zheng Guolin had this kind of virtue, which made him blush and his neck thick.

"Who can't drink white wine?" He said unconvincedly, "Tell you, my alcohol tolerance may not be worse than yours!"

"Oh?" Zheng Guolin laughed silently, looked at him with a contempt look and said, "Brave, right? Or, the white wine will come later, let's compete?"

Chen Haiping smiled slightly, and he was not fooled by Zheng Guolin. At this moment, they were not friends.

"But my age is already past the age of being a ruthless person in the world, so I won't have to compete. After studying for so many years, I have become accustomed to the elegant life of being indifferent to the world and will not do these vulgar wine-fighting games."

Chen Haiping's words were openly refusal, but in secret, they were actually calling Zheng Guolin vulgar.

Zheng Guolin was also scolding in his heart, he was still a noble life. Is there anything you did that has something to do with noble elegance?

People who are righteous are often slaughtering dogs, and those who are unfaithful are scholars! This sentence is simply a perfect match when it comes to Chen Haigui!

"Hey, do you know?" He said to Chen Haiping with a wicked smile, "Do you know why Evelyn doesn't like you?"

Chen Haiping was concerned about this, so he looked at him seriously and waited for him to continue talking.

Zheng Guolin smiled again and said, "You are so squeamish, so sissy! A tall and big white girl like Evelyn, likes a rough man. Look at you, she is so delicate that she doesn't even dare to drink white wine. She is like a woman. Will she like you? Don't talk about her, probably other women will not like you, right?"
Chapter completed!