Drink? Your mum!

Wang Mingyang was in a daze. He pushed Wu Yungang's hand away. "Brother Wu, I'm okay. I can still drink."

If Wu Yungang were to let go of his hand, he'd be an idiot. He could tell what was happening. At the start, Young Master Jiang had placed three bottles of wine there and he knew that something was wrong. After all, he had experienced it before but he had only been forced to drink three glasses. Although he had gotten drunk that time, he had been able to tolerate it since he was an experienced businessman.

But now, things were going awfully wrong.

After three glasses, Wang Mingyang was already drunk. If he were to take a break, he probably would be fine afterward.

However, Young Master Jiang started to make things difficult for him. He initiated a toast with Wang Mingyang to drink the whole glass.

The main thing was about giving face. If he didn't give any face to Young Master Jiang, Young Master Jiang would probably not bother about him.