"I choose her!"
Matsuboto pointed firmly at Jiang Cheng with a finger.
Jiang Cheng was shocked, her astonishment mixed with anger and fear.
The people at the distillery waiting to be chosen were even more unwilling.
They stood in front of Jiang Cheng, arguing in Hua Xia language.
"You, a grown man, competing with a woman in drinking? Have some shame!"
"Looking like a withered monkey, no flesh on your cheeks, definitely not a good thing."
"If you have the guts, let me do it!"
The group of men, one after another, realized that the other party couldn’t understand them.
"Translator Jiang, translate for them!"
Some of the men shouted at Jiang Cheng, but the frightened Jiang Cheng didn’t respond.
Director Cui also stepped forward, looking at the people from the R side: "This is inappropriate; Comrade Jiang Cheng doesn’t drink."
Matsuboto from the R side sneered, no longer hiding his true intentions, tapping on the agreement signed on the table.
"We’ve signed the waiver agreement, as per the agreement requirements, why can’t we designate the candidate?"
"Everything should be done according to the agreement, wasn’t that what you said yesterday?"
Just as Matsuboto finished speaking, someone chimed in: "That’s right, Hua Xia is known for keeping its word."
Yesterday’s Chi Lang came over with a group of people from R country to show support.
Chi Lang and Matsuboto shook hands without any reservations.
Director Cui finally understood.
The people from R country were doing this intentionally.
They wanted to take revenge on Jiang Cheng.
Director Cui was anxious, what should be done?
Director Mu, the only one present who knew about Jiang Cheng’s alcohol tolerance, kept a blank expression, standing behind Director Cui, resolutely said: "Director Cui, at this point, let Comrade Jiang Cheng participate."
"At most, we’ll forfeit early."
Director Mu said the word "forfeit" with great reluctance, as if it were squeezed out between clenched teeth.
While Director Cui was in a dilemma, Jiang Cheng spoke up.
"If we’re drinking, then let’s drink!"
To outsiders, Jiang Cheng seemed to be stepping forward with a do-or-die attitude, expressing her determination.
"Director Cui, I can do it, I must be able to do it!"
Without waiting for Director Cui’s response, Jiang Cheng walked towards Matsuboto and the others.
"Nice move!"
She praised with a "nice move," which made Chi Lang chuckle proudly: "I hope you can hold out for a while longer and not embarrass your country."
Undoubtedly, Chi Lang was doing it deliberately.
Provoked, Jiang Cheng snorted coldly: "My country will win! Always!"
Chi Lang mockingly looked at the overconfident Jiang Cheng, stepped back, and gestured invitingly: "Please, let’s see for real."
Jiang Cheng stopped wasting words, maintaining a stern face as she stood opposite the withered man.
The withered man never looked directly at Jiang Cheng, but now he began speaking: "I’m called——"
"The name of the loser doesn’t matter."
Jiang Cheng interrupted him, not even looking at him, focusing instead on the small shot glasses on the table: "Let’s use big bowls!"
With immense boldness, regardless of her drinking ability, this spirit in front of the people from R country was enough to make everyone from Hua Xia cheer for her.
"Go for it!"
"Awesome!"
The crowd grew larger.
Not only people from Hua Xia but also many foreign guests gathered around.
At this point, the small shot glasses on the table were replaced with big bowls.
The table was filled with alcohol.
Jiang Cheng boldly opened up, poured the drink, and lifted the bowl.
"Bottoms up!"
When Jiang Cheng said "bottoms up," she chugged down the first bowl of alcohol.
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