kiwanis-nylisc Chapter 337 A man who can drink 1 jin of baijiu without getting drunk and can drink beer as much as
Chapter 337 A man who can drink 1 jin of baijiu without getting drunk and can drink beer as much as
Shen Li looked at Ming Xiangyang, whose eyes were filled with sorrow, and her emotions were unconsciously stirred. As if possessed, she drank another cup with him.
Drinking with him gives me a strange sense of security.
Although Ming Xiangyang was known for his capricious and unpredictable nature, Shen Li was certain in her heart that he would never harm her.
There were snacks like fried chicken wings on the table, which were enjoyed with red wine. The only thing missing was the sizzling barbecue, which made it a bit of a disappointment.
But then I thought that having something to eat was enough, so I stopped worrying about it.
The aftereffects of the red wine were much stronger than expected. After only three glasses, Shen Li felt dizzy and lethargic all over.
It's likely that this body rarely drinks alcohol, which is why its alcohol tolerance is so low.
In her past life, she was someone who could drink a pound and a half of baijiu without getting drunk and could down beer without restraint. She was known for her confidence that "she wouldn't get drunk if snowflakes didn't fall, and she wouldn't get drunk if Tsingtao beer didn't fall."
Shen Li looked up at the night sky, where countless stars dotted the dark backdrop. Under the soft light, her eyelids gradually grew heavy and soon drooped, and she fell into a deep sleep in the cool evening breeze.
Ming Xiangyang turned to look at the sleeping Shen Li, his gaze softening, the sharpness of his eyes replaced by gentleness.
He parted his thin lips slightly, his voice low as a whisper, tinged with a sigh: "You trust me that much?"
A faint, almost imperceptible smile subtly appeared at the corner of his lips.
He raised his hand and drank the remaining red wine in his glass in one gulp. He slowly stood up, walked lightly to Shen Li, and squatted down in front of her. His gaze traced her calm and gentle face, and his fingertips almost touched her, but he restrained himself and withdrew.
"You're so wonderful, so outstanding, how could I let you go..."
"But why wasn't I the one who met you first...?"
"Why can't your kindness belong solely to me...?"
As he whispered, Ming Xiangyang leaned down slightly, his thin lips slowly approaching Shen Li's forehead, just an inch away from touching her cool skin.
"Cough cough..."
A sudden cough broke the silence.
Ming Xiangyang abruptly looked up, a flash of cold surprise crossing his eyes. He turned to look at the source of the sound—Feng Ye was standing awkwardly to the side, enduring his almost murderous gaze.
He forced a smile and explained, "Um... well, Ms. Shen is asleep. It's chilly at night, and she might catch a cold outside, so I'll carry her back first."
Feng Ye was already tall, standing at 1.75 meters, and after changing into shoes, he was almost 1.78 meters tall, a truly tall man. Yet, he appeared unusually reserved in front of Ming Xiangyang, who was younger than him.
Ming Xiangyang's aura was too powerful, and even though he was a little younger, it made Feng Ye feel intimidated from the bottom of his heart.
Moreover, Feng Ye and Zhao Qing have witnessed firsthand these past few days that the two security guards beside Ming Xiangyang are probably even more skilled than they are.
If it really came down to a fight, in a three-on-three situation, they would have no advantage whatsoever, and would only be able to barely suppress the opponent thanks to President Shen's aura.
"Okay." Ming Xiangyang's voice returned to calm, uttering only a single word.
With permission granted, Feng Ye dared to step forward, bend down and gently lift Shen Li into her arms in a princess carry, her movements tender so as not to disturb the sleeping person. Then she quickly turned and left.
The next day, everyone slept until they naturally woke up.
When Shen Li opened her eyes, the sunlight outside the window was already close to noon. The lingering effects of the hangover were still swirling in her head, making her feel extremely dizzy.
She decided to take a day off, since she hadn't drunk alcohol in a long time and needed time to recover. She already had plans to go arms shopping with Jerry the next day.
Shen Li had previously taken the time to open an account at a local bank. Since bank card payments were already common there, she exchanged all the two large boxes of gold she had brought for the account balance.
At this time, the price of gold in the United States was low, at only $284 per troy ounce, which translates to about $9.13 per gram of gold.
She exchanged a total of 40 kilograms of gold, equivalent to nearly $180,000. She spent more than $30,000 in the past two days and still has $150,000 left, which is enough for now.
However, Jerry mentioned that arms dealers also accept gold, so it seems there's no need for additional exchange; they can simply use gold for the transaction.
On the appointed day, Jerry arrived on time in two minivans.
As Shen Li was leaving, she noticed Ming Xiangyang's subordinate carrying two heavy boxes and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Are you buying some too?"
Ming Xiangyang met her gaze and said naturally, "I don't know how much you want to buy, and I'm afraid you don't have enough money, so I've prepared two boxes of gold."
Shen Li's heart stirred slightly, and he sighed inwardly, "One should not accept rewards without merit."
She could have agreed to anything else he asked for, but she simply could not accept or repay this gift of love.
She hesitated for a moment and said, "You can choose some yourself. I have a way to help you ship them back to China, and I guarantee no one will notice."
"Okay." Ming Xiangyang readily agreed, a barely perceptible smile flashing in his eyes—after all, the gold was given to her, so what difference did it make whose name it was under?
As everyone boarded the car, just as it was about to start, Shen Li suddenly spoke up: "Wait a minute, I forgot something, I need to go back and get it."
The house was empty at the moment. She quickly went inside and, taking advantage of the brief moment, swiftly stored all the hidden stones into her spatial storage.
If they come back at night and find the stone missing, they can just say that Jerry took it first. Anyway, after today, they will hardly see Jerry again, and even if they do, they will have no way to confront him.
After packing her things, Shen Li quickly returned to the car.
The car sped along for a full three hours before finally arriving at a remote and desolate area.
Shen Li clicked her tongue inwardly. If she hadn't trusted Jerry enough, she would never have dared to come to such a place with a stranger. Although there was no such thing as "kidney cutting" in this era, she was powerless and would have difficulty even protecting herself if something unexpected happened.
Ming Xiangyang, who was beside her, seemed to notice her tension and softened his voice, with a hint of reassurance: "Don't be nervous, it's okay."
Shen Li turned to look at him and nodded gently: "Mm."
The convoy followed Jerry through two heavily guarded checkpoints, finally stopping in front of a secluded wooden hut, its surroundings exuding a rugged Southeast Asian village style. The door opened, and a foreigner with a thick beard emerged. His gaze swept over the group, and he chuckled at Jerry, "Oh, Phil, on your way to something big? Here to buy more weapons?"
Jerry replied with a smile, "We're all friends, so of course I'll do business with you. This friend of mine needs some weapons, so I brought her here specifically to see you."
The bearded man's gaze fell on Shen Li, scrutinizing him curiously: "Is he Chinese, Korean, or Japanese?" He couldn't tell Shen Li's nationality at all.
"It doesn't matter which country they're from, what matters is business, isn't it?" Jerry chuckled, subtly stepping in front of Shen Li a few inches.
The bearded man laughed, suddenly realizing something: "You're right."
He stepped forward, extended his hand to Shen Li, and said warmly, "Oh, beautiful young lady, hello, my name is Hamai, it's nice to meet you."