Great Marshal: Marrying the Bridesmaid novel Chapter 86

Zeke was embarrassed.

He didn't know how to write one, that's for sure.

Feeling the awkwardness between the two of them, Hannah broke the silence. “Zeke, you saved our lives. To show our appreciation, I'll cook some delicious dishes for you.”

“Thank you, Mom.”

Hannah smiled, “Don't mention it. We're family, after all.”

She then beckoned Daniel to walk into the kitchen with her.

Daniel muttered under his breath, “I don't think it's that simple, what do you think?”

Hannah nodded, “Of course it isn't. Even if Zeke exposed to the Schneider family that the Hamilton family was the one who switched the bid proposal, Lacey would have never gotten a perfect score on it.”

“After all, her steel mill is just a small-scale factory. It makes no sense for her to get a perfect score.”

Daniel was lost in his thoughts and asked, “Do you think Zeke knows someone from the Schneider family?”

Hannah replied, “Yeah, it seems that's the case.”

“How about you try to see if you can get some information from him?”

Daniel looked troubled, “How am I supposed to do that if he refuses to cooperate?”

“How about you? Maybe you can sound him out?”

Hannah said, “Nah, it will be much easier if you have a man-to-man talk with him. How about you get him drunk later?”

Daniel agreed, “That's a good idea. After all, we have a bottle of Maotai sitting in our house. We can bring it out and serve it to him.”

Soon, the sumptuous meal was served.

Daniel took out a cherished bottle of Maotai and said, “Zeke, let's have a drink.”

Lacey wasn't very pleased. “Dad, don't let Zeke drink too much.”

“The Schneider family might ask Zeke and me to meet them up later for contractual discussions, and it won't be nice for them to see him drunk.

Daniel assured Lacey, “Don't worry, I won't let him drink too much.”

Lacey told Zeke, “Zeke, my dad is a good drinker. He has a high alcohol tolerance and rarely gets drunk.”

“Please don't challenge him on his alcohol tolerance, alright?”

“Don't worry. I know I'm not as good of a drinker as your dad. I know what to do.”

Soon, they clinked their glasses and drank happily.

After half an hour, Daniel was as drunk as a skunk. He couldn't even stand properly.