Rong Yongtian’s view of death at home made Zhang Feng a great admiration. Zhang Feng repeatedly said: "Okay, you need this kind of spirit. If you are not as good as them in terms of body and willpower, then work hard. There is a saying that is not like that. People are afraid of death, they will not be able to fight us if they fight hard against them!"

"Uh, that's right!" Rong Yongtian replied helplessly. Isn't that saying he can't do it?

Men can't say no.

Normally, Rong Yongtian is very angry, but facing Zhang Feng, he dare not have a temper at all.

Zhang Feng said, "Isn't it? Our ancestors came here like this, Young Master Rong, I'm afraid you brothers will not realize that, no matter what the era, you are all the same, we are common people. Little people are different, oh, it's really difficult..."

"Don't say that, now is the age of peace, and each of us is equal!"

"Hehe, what Rong Shao said is, come, eat, otherwise it will be gone, oh, drink, come and drink..."

The wine has arrived, the big wine bottle has been opened and the wine is full of fragrance, Zhang Feng has finished a bowl of rice, and can drink it without hurting his body.

He held the cup to clink with Rong Yongtian, and the latter could only respond.

When the strong high-level rice wine entered Rong Yongtian's mouth, he couldn't stand it anymore. It was not just hot, but burning. He felt his mouth was burning.

Spit it out?

That's impossible. How can I go to the training camp if I can't drink a glass of wine? You know that Zhang Feng drank it just now, as did the three men on the opposite side, all of which were poured from a wine bottle.

It is a great honor to drink with them. How could such an opportunity be wasted?

And Rong Yongtian knows that these Siberian fighters hate people who can’t drink, especially if they invite someone to drink and that person spit it out, then this person doesn’t exist in their eyes.

So Rong Yongtian wanted to take this opportunity well, so he swallowed the wine.

The wine burned from his throat all the way to his stomach, which rolled in his stomach, and he held it back.

"Haha, come, eat, eat, the food here is still good!" Zhang Feng smiled.

Can't let him fall down so quickly, otherwise it would be boring.

Rong Yongtian drank a few sips of the soup and felt better, his stomach no longer churned, and quickly ate some rice.

It finally eased.

"Come on, drink!" Zhang Feng called again.

The three men on the opposite side were bored without hesitation, with a relaxed expression as if they were drinking boiled water. Rong Yongtian was dumbfounded. He was indeed a great person. He seemed to have expected what would happen in the next wine game. Up.

Can you handle it?

Rong Yongtian had no bottom in his heart, but he couldn't hold back anyway.

"Young Master Rong really can drink, then come again!" Zhang Feng smiled and said to the three instructors: "What about you, do it yourself."

Rong Yongtian smiled bitterly and drank while holding a glass. This glass can hold one or two wines. Two glasses are two or two. This wine is not less than 68 degrees, because he has drunk sixty-five degrees of white wine, which is enough.

Two glasses of wine went down and his stomach was burning.

"Hehe, it's my honor to drink with Zhang Feng and everyone!"

After two glasses of wine, Rong Yongtian was talking scenes, his stomach was uncomfortable and his brain was not working well.

His alcohol volume is not very good, and there is nothing in his stomach. How can he stand high alcohol in this way? What's more, he has undergone gastroscopy three times during the treatment in the hospital in the past four or five days. He took a lot of stomach medicine. The stomach has been injured, and now such alcohol enters the stomach to exacerbate the injury.

"Ha, come again!" Zhang Feng raised his cup again.

The latter smiled bitterly.

Half an hour later, Rong Yongtian fell under the table, and Lao Yu asked someone to get away.

Only then can they eat well.

"Instructor, do you want us to accept him?" Kraslov asked.

Zhang Feng said: "That is your business, I am not selecting an instructor!"

"The instructor seems to have agreed to him just now!"

Zhang Feng said: "Yes, I agreed, but what does this have to do with you?"

Kraslov smiled and said, "Haha, the instructor really has you!"

"I don't think he can go tomorrow, can I?" Zhang Feng said.

"Haha..." Kraslov smiled.

The instructor Yin Qiren is wonderful, no one can compare to him, it is their instructor.

"How does our wine compare to your vodka?" Zhang Feng asked.

Kraslov drank another glass and said, "It's a good wine, but if it is not good or bad compared to ours, we can only say, um, in your words, each has its own merits, don't you know if I am right?"

"Oh, yes!"

It is a bit encouraging to ask him to say that the wine in his country is not good. They have always been confident in their own things, and they will not go against their will to please others. It is best to say this and not to upset Zhang Feng.

People who can stay in the training camp are not just rashers, they have high IQ and EQ, otherwise they would have been eliminated long ago.

"I like this wine!" Sharapova said.

Since meeting Zhang Feng, she has started to like Huaxia's things. Anyway, she likes everything Zhang Feng likes. She also likes some things that Zhang Feng doesn't like. Is this Aiwujiwu?

Zhang Feng left after eating with these people. When he went out, he just greeted Lao Yu and didn't say much. Let him live his life. As for his past, if he doesn't want to mention it, don't mention it. .

What his past was like has almost become history, a dusty memory, he doesn't want to turn it out again.

If it turns out, something big will happen.

Everyone has a past, whether it is good, or painful, or unbearable.

However, it seems that Lao Yu is like neither of these two. It is probably top secret. You could have asked Kraslov. Zhang Feng should think about it.

After leaving the farmhouse, Zhang Feng called Secretary Jiang to talk about the cooperation with Rongshi, and asked her to explain that she would go abroad tomorrow.

"As for what you want to cooperate with and how to cooperate, you can just decide. You set a direction, and then take your time. Rongshi Group can still do it!" Zhang Feng said, "I have already greeted with over there. People just go."

"Yes, I see!" Secretary Jiang's tone was surprised.

The Rongshi Group is a behemoth, and the Yunfeng Group is still a child in front of them. It is estimated that only President Zhang can do it if they can go to their top to say hello.

Secretary Jiang said again: "Oh, yes, President Zhang, the visa has already been issued. I must have booked a ticket for tomorrow night and I will be there the next day!"

"it is good!"

Secretary Jiang said: "Do I need to do anything else? This trip!"

"No, just take your people there!" Zhang Feng said: "Also take your heart, don't put it in the company, it can be regarded as a trip!"

"Yes!"