In fact, Song Zhichao clearly knew that at this time it was not just drinking, but a test.

Many people think that Russians are Russians, with a rough personality and belong to the combat nation. But who knows that Russians are cunning, and scoundrels are even more powerful. Otherwise, they would not have broken the only boss in the West and the United States in this life.

Yorkf really believed in Song Zhichao, so did he bring him to drink?

Wrong!

For politicians, the promises that they promised were as unstable as kites tied to a rooster’s mouth. They could repent at any time, and they had enough time to continue measuring a person without signing a formal black and white document – ​​obviously, drinking is one of their indicators of measuring a person.

Don't ask why drinking can also measure a person.

Song Zhichao also wanted to know the reason for this fucking.

But in front of him, he had already taken the wine glass as big as a spittoon, which contained the spirits that were so drunk that they were drunk. Faced with such a "test", you said he would not drink it.

"What's wrong, dear Song, do you look down on us and think that the vodka in our country is not good?" Yorkfu couldn't help laughing when he saw Song Zhichao holding a big wine glass, just as cautious as a woman holding a ten-month pregnancy.

Around him, Bodoev and others also made fun of Song Zhichao and said, "Yes, dear Song, do you know that there are very few outsiders like you who are invited here. Since you are here, you have to give us some face. We Russians are very concerned about face. If you want us to witness your extremely sincere friendship, then you must give us some testimony to be sincere! God, my eloquence is really great, does it look like a very rhyme poem?"

"It's so similar, Bodoev, you are the second Pushkin of our great motherland - after you drink wine, you can say more verses. Do you want to drink a cup with your dear Song?" said a little teasing next to you.

"No, don't! I've just drunk a glass. God, my sincerity is understandable!" Bodoev pointed to the top of his head exaggeratedly, and then looked at Song Zhichao again, "Come on, my dear friend, please show your sincerity!"

"Lum!"

"Lum!"

"Lum!"

People around him shouted.

Song Zhichao picked up the wine glass and put it beside him. He knew that as long as he drank it, he would be drunk to death - you, you are not for people to drink, this is simply a drink!

"Lula!Lula!" Yorke clapped his hands and shouted at Song Zhichao the most fiercely.

Song Zhichao: Rush your grandma’s head!

On the surface, he gently put down his big wine glass, and then said to Yorke and others very politely: "I know everyone hopes that I will drink this glass of wine. It doesn't matter, I will drink it; but I am from China, and the custom of drinking there is a little different from here. Specifically, we like to play cards and drink at the same time. In a game of cards, whoever loses will drink this glass of wine, and drink as much as you lose. How about it, do you want to support me and play with me?"

Play cards and drink?

Who can't do this?

It turns out that my dear Song wants to use this trick to escape punishment. Unfortunately, my dear Song, you are too young. Do you know that our fighting nation is also very good at playing cards?

Yorkf and others felt that they had seen through Song Zhichao's little thoughts, so they smiled and said, "It's okay, you are a guest from afar, we will give in to you - you should know that our agreement was just a verbal agreement, and we have not signed the contract yet. Dear Song, why didn't it be signed? Because of the character problem. We Russians need to look at people. Drinking can show character, and gambling can show character, so we hope you can continue to maintain a good friendship."

"So good, please ask me politely, what cards are you going to play, German poker, blackjack, or our Russian black and red side?"

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, and then said a very down-to-earth name: "Doudizhu!"

...

"Luh!Luh!Luh!"

At this moment, he shouted loudly, and the person who called the most fiercely was Song Zhichao. He held the wine glass as big as a spittoon and felt worse than death. The poor old man Yorke was holding the poor wine glass.

As a master who likes to gambling cards, Yorke never expected that one day he would fall into the new gameplay of "Dirty Landlord".

Looking at the trembling hands and trembling lips of the old general Yorke holding the big wine glass, even Bodoev and others who like to drink, they couldn't help but feel sad. They wanted to drink this glass of wine instead of the old general, but they could no longer bear it. Before, either they lost or the old general lost, the strong vodka almost burned their intestines.

At this moment, this is not a good wine, this is poison, and this is even more of a nightmare!

"Lula!Lula!Lula!" Song Zhichao clapped with a smile on his face, looking like a little white rabbit in a fun mood.

"Why don't you applaud? You should also give the old general some motivation to drink." Song Zhichao said to Bodoev and others.

Bodoyev: “…”

Look at me, I look at you.

How dare they applaud? Isn’t applauding just urging the veteran general to drink quickly?

The old general Yorke held the wine and his lips shivered. Before he hung up, he suddenly put down the wine glass and said to Song Zhichao with a kind face: "Dear Song, I finally figured it out--didn't we just signed a simple oral agreement before we signed a simple oral agreement? Then now, I have fully realized that you are an honest and trustworthy young man and a trustworthy good friend! So, I decided to sign a formal written agreement with you. Such an agreement cannot be torn apart. Even if the world changes, it will have a strong legal effect. What do you think?"

Song Zhichao waited for this sentence: "Of course it's fine, everything is up to the old general, you will decide."

"That's it, hahaha, okay!" The old general Yorke secretly patted his chest, glanced at the big cup of vodka with lingering fear, and remembered his wife's words: "Drink, drink it sooner or later, you will die!" Who said that women are short-sighted? Sometimes their curse is more effective than the magic of the God of Odin.

"However, due to some political reasons, we cannot sign this agreement. We need to find a very good agent worthy of our trust to help sign the contract. Can you accept this?" General Yorke continued.

"I can understand and accept it." Song Zhichao certainly understood what this means. The most common trick of these old foxes in the officialdom is "do good things, enter the newspaper; do bad things, and leave no name."

"So good, dear Vladimir, come out!" General Yorke clapped his hands.

At this time, a low-sized Russian man walking with wind came over quickly.

Song Zhichao didn't care much at first, but after he saw clearly the appearance of the person coming, he couldn't help but be stunned and fainted. No, it was him.

The name of a strong man is about to come out.m.
Chapter completed!