Huo Duzhi wandered around the dance floor, rejecting a group of girls, before he noticed the person in the corner.

Luo Fusheng was nestled on the sofa in the corner. A beautiful and energetic girl with neatly permed hair sat on his left, advising him about something.

On his right stood a man in his thirties, with the most fashionable hairstyle in Shanghai. He held a glass of wine and had a disdainful smile on his face.

Huo Duzhi frowned and walked towards him.

"Brother Fu, stop drinking!" The girl's anxious and angry voice could be heard as soon as he walked in.

"Miss Hong Lan, why are you in such a hurry?

Second Master Luo just showed off his great alcohol tolerance in front of Young Master Huo. I'm just showing my respect. Or are you looking down on me, Houli, and refusing to drink this wine? "

Luo Fusheng lowered his eyes. He was in a bad mood today.

He had arranged people around his adoptive father. Lo Cheng followed Hong Lan, and now he just wanted to get drunk.

He couldn't be bothered with Houli's inexplicable targeting.

He knew Houli well, and knew that his courage was limited.

He wasn't afraid of what the other party would do. He took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

The young girl was even angrier when she heard this. "Shut up!

Don't be a hypocrite! "

Houli's face darkened.

He only felt that Luo Fusheng was too good at getting close to people. He didn't speak clearly and seemed to have offended Second Prince Huo. But based on the other party's comments, he knew that the other party had a good impression of him.

Hmph, he was obviously good at scheming, but he seemed to value friendship.

He was very jealous.

So when he saw Luo Fusheng sitting alone in the corner, he came to make things difficult for him.

Who knew that Miss Hong Lan was so insensible. She was about to get engaged, but she was hanging out with the Second Master of the gang all day. She didn't feel ashamed at all.

He snorted a few times and sneered. "Hey, Miss, what are you doing?

Why are you so concerned about the Second Master?

Could it be … "

"Houli, shut up!"

Hong Lan hurriedly glanced at Luo Fusheng.

She was not ready to confess, let alone be pointed out by such a person in such an occasion.

Luo Fusheng listened to their conversation and pursed his lips. He could ignore Houli's offense, but he couldn't do it to Hong Lan. Just as he was about to speak, a voice suddenly sounded from above. "Why is it so lively here?"

His hand that was holding the bottle trembled as he looked up at the source of the voice. As expected, it was the topic of today's conversation, Huo Duzhi.

Seeing the other party's face that resembled Gu Qi's, Luo Fusheng's emotions were in turmoil, and he was momentarily absent-minded.

He swallowed the words that he wanted to say to Houli and lowered his eyes to drink.

"Second Master Luo, I only know you here, so I'll have to trouble you to introduce us." Huo Duzhi purposely came over, but Luo Fusheng only glanced at him and lowered his head.

He saw the overlapping emotions in the other party's clear eyes and was afraid that he would accidentally say something, so he didn't look at him and only spoke in an empty tone.

Huo Douzhi's status made it difficult to refuse. Luo Fusheng stood up unsteadily. "… This is my foster father's daughter, Hong Lan.

And this is the Hong Gang's Third Master, Houli. "He introduced the two people to Huo Duzhi and said," This is … Second Prince Huo.

Huo Duzhi. "

Seeing that there were outsiders, Hong Lan tried her best to suppress the anger that arose from Houli's words and said in a low voice, "Young Master Huo, nice to meet you."

Houli's previous awe-inspiring aura was gone.

He was suddenly faced with the person that he had been thinking about how to curry favor with for a long time tonight. He was completely unprepared and didn't know what to say.

He only said, "Greetings … Greetings, Second Prince Huo." After that, he regretted being too humble and appearing to curry favor for no reason.

Huo Duzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the pile of empty wine glasses in front of Luo Fusheng, as well as the redness that gradually spread from Luo Fusheng's fair neck to behind his ears. He said, "It seems that Third Master Huo likes to drink very much. Just nice, I happen to like watching people drink." As he spoke, he called for a servant, ordered him to line up the glasses and pour the wine.

"Come, if Third Master Huo enjoys drinking to his heart's content, let's be friends."

"This …" Houli looked at the wine awkwardly. He suspected that Huo Duzhi was venting anger for Luo Fusheng.

Impossible, this was the first time they had met. He said that he wanted to be friends …

Huo Duzhi looked at Houli's hesitation and smiled. "I, Huo Er, am a man of my word.

It depends on Third Master Huo's sincerity. "

Houli complained in his heart. This rich young master was indeed different. He was so elegant even when he was drinking.

Since he had already said so, this was a good opportunity. Let's go all out!

Houli nodded. "Alright, since Second Prince Huo has already said so, I'll also risk my life to make everyone laugh!"

After that, he lowered his head and picked up the wine glasses, drinking one by one.

There was no lack of onlookers on the Bund, regardless of social class.

Soon, the crowd began to jeer.

When there were only two glasses left, Houli's face and neck were flushed red. The veins on his forehead were bulging.

"Second Prince Huo, don't forget your words. After drinking, we'll be friends who help each other." His eyes were red from the alcohol as he stared at Huo Duzhi.

Huo Duzhi did not seem to understand the meaning behind his words. He smiled and replied, "As long as you enjoy drinking to your heart's content."

When Houli heard that, he activated his Qi and poured the remaining two glasses into his mouth in one go.

He slurred, "Okay … Okay!"

Huo Duzhi smiled and looked at the pile of empty glasses on the table. "How can Third Master Huo enjoy himself to his heart's content with just these few glasses?"

He clapped his hands. "Come, another row." The servant behind him obediently went forward and rearranged the glasses.

"You!" No matter how stupid Houli was, he could tell that Huo Duzhi was deliberately making things difficult for him.

His heart was filled with resentment, but when he met Huo Dou Zhi's smiling eyes, he suddenly lost his momentum.

"I think Third Master Huo will enjoy himself to his heart's content after finishing this row." Huo Duzhi calmly comforted him.

Houli stared at him for a long time, then lowered his head and said, "Okay, I'll drink …"

"Six … Seven … Eight … Nine …" When the people around saw that the glasses were emptied, they began to jeer.

Houli drank until he was dizzy, and he began to see double. "Very quickly, very quickly …" When there was only one glass left, he poured it into the empty glasses on the table.

The wine stain happened to splash on a lady in a blue cheongsam who was standing closest to him.

"My cheongsam!

Disgusting!

It stinks. "

She lowered her head and wiped the wine stain off her body. She stomped her feet angrily, then left angrily after saying, "Useless!"

The crowd roared with laughter.

The smile on Huo Duzhi's face did not fade. With his hands in his pockets, he watched as people came to carry Houli away. He said softly, "Wake up and tell your Third Master that he didn't drink to his heart's content. What a pity.

Next time, train your alcohol tolerance. Maybe you'll have another chance. "

The other party nodded.

Huo Duzhi glanced at the crowd, and they quickly dispersed. He waved away the heat from the crowd and looked at Luo Fusheng, who had been sitting quietly at the side.

The other party was supporting his head with his hand, half-asleep.

His face was flushed, and his black eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes. His lips were pale.

Hong Lan was wiping the sweat off his face with a wet handkerchief.

Huo Duzhi's mind was instantly clear, and all his worries were gone.

He asked Hong Lan softly, "Did he drink too much?"

Lo Cheng hurriedly interrupted, "Second Master Huo is injured, he can't drink!"

Huo Duzhi's expression darkened.

"Then why did he drink so much?"

"Can't help it … Big Bro, as Second Master Huo, has to attend this banquet …" Lo Cheng could not help but complain.

"Lo Cheng!"

Hong Lan had attended such events many times, so he knew the pros and cons better than Lo Cheng. He hurriedly stopped him.

Lo Cheng immediately kept quiet.

Huo Duzhi listened to him and pursed his lips.

The smile that had been on his face all this time disappeared.

He turned to the main hall, called the emcee, and whispered a few words of blessing. The emcee nodded and hurriedly cleared his throat with the microphone. Seeing that he had attracted everyone's attention, he said, "Thank you for gathering here today to welcome Mr. Huo.

The banquet is now over! "

The crowd began to move in twos and threes.

Huo Duzhi returned to the three of them and said softly, "Since Second Master Huo is not feeling well, please go back first.

It's a party, you can have it anytime in the future. "

As soon as he said this, Hong Lan and Lo Cheng were stunned.

For a moment, they did not understand the meaning behind his words.

Huo Duzhi saw that Lo Cheng had learned his lesson and did not dare to move. He scolded in a low voice, "What are you waiting for?!!

Hurry up and take your big brother back to rest. "

Lo Cheng glanced at Hong Lan. Hong Lan gave him a look and lowered his head to help Luo Fusheng up.

Huo Duzhi tried hard to resist the urge to help. His eyes flashed past Luo Fusheng's pale face. He lowered his head to make a phone call and ordered his personal doctor to go to Mei Gaomei.

After the call, he saw Hung Cheng-pao coming down from upstairs.

He said to him, "Second Master Luo is sick here, so I didn't do my duty as a host. Doctor Qi is good, let him take a look at Second Master Huo so I can rest assured."

Hung Cheng-pao glanced at Luo Fusheng.

He was chatting with a group of old men upstairs when he heard from his subordinates that Huo Er was forcing Houli to drink.

He thought that the Second Prince Huo really had something to say about the previous incident and used it as a pretext to make a fuss. When he heard that it was over, he took a look and realized that things had developed differently from what he had imagined.

"Since Second Prince Huo said this, as his adoptive father, I thank him on behalf of Fusheng," Hung Cheng-pao said in a low voice.

Huo Duzhi's attitude toward the Hong Gang was ambiguous, so he could only pretend to be polite.

Thinking about the other party's attitude toward Zhang Rulin, he was also ambiguous.

At such a young age, he was no different from an old fox.

His mind was full of thoughts, but he did not show it on his face.

It was just a polite greeting.

"What's there to be grateful for?

I think I have an affinity with Second Master Luo, so this is nothing, "Huo Duzhi glanced at Luo Fusheng again and said quietly.

Hung Cheng-pao nodded.

Lo Cheng helped Luo Fusheng up, but he did not know where he touched, but Luo Fusheng groaned.