The Strongest Mad Son-in-law

Wu Mengchong chuckled, not saying much more. He had a bit of a reputation in Huadu for his drinking capacity, mainly because he could use internal energy to force himself to drink.

"Three or four catties of alcohol might not lay Xu Hao out. I can drink two catties of liquor and not feel dizzy for quite a while so we should up the amount for him," he said instead.

Mao Jinxi said, "I don't drink much, and I don't know much about this, but how do you plan to up his amount?"

Wu Mengchong smiled and replied, "A drinking contest, and we could find a bunch of people to drink with him."

Wu Mengchong and Mao Jinxi kept plotting on the side.

Meanwhile, in front of Xu Hao, a lady had already brought over a full cup of liquor.

Standing behind Xu Hao the whole time, Xin Peixian spoke up at this point, "Young Master Xu, how about I drink it for you?"

Xu Hao glanced at him and said, "You haven't recovered from your injury; drinking will only worsen it. Let me do it."

What Xu Hao said casually made Li Chenggong regard Xu Hao with newfound respect.

Usually at this time, leaders would have their subordinates block drinks for them, yet Xu Hao showed such consideration for his subordinates, especially for one who had just recently joined his ranks.

A promising young man indeed!

Li Chenggong sighed internally. Just this one gesture alone made Xu Hao far superior to Mao Jinxi and Wu Mengchong.

After all, the future belongs to the youth.

Xu Hao took the cup and suddenly turned to Mao Jinxi to say, "Brother Jinxi, why don't you join me in toasting our seniors here?"

Mao Jinxi had no choice but to stand up, his face instantly turning bitter. He wasn't much of a drinker to begin with, usually only dabbling in beer, but now Xu Hao had dragged him into this, forcing him to toast as well.

Li Chenggong laughed and said, "Jinxi, Mengchong, come on, both of you drink two cups."

Wu Mengchong stood up with a smile and said, "Since Young Master Xu is drinking, I'll drink for Brother Jinxi then. Whatever amount Young Master Xu drinks tonight, I'll match it."

This table was the focal point of the evening's banquet, so what happened here caught everyone's attention. Seeing Wu Mengchong openly challenging Xu Hao to a drinking contest piqued everyone's interest.

Wu Mengchong's capacity for alcohol was well-known among Huadu's upper circles; he could hold his liquor.

Wu Yong was very pleased with his son's performance.

As the Mao family had come from afar, and the Wu Family were the hosts, they naturally needed to consider every aspect thoroughly.

Likewise, tonight Wu Mengchong could afford to get drunk, but Mao Jinxi absolutely could not, or it would seem as if the Wu Family had failed to take good care of him.

Li Chenggong nodded slightly. Wu Mengchong wasn't without his talents.

Xu Hao said with a smile, "Great! Young Master Wu is indeed straightforward! Come, let's drink together!"

Before long, Xu Hao and Wu Mengchong had each finished a staggering fourteen cups of liquor.

Wu Mengchong was secretly shocked; he had preemptively taken an antidote for drunkenness, yet he was still feeling groggy, whereas Xu Hao appeared to not be dizzy in the slightest.

Was his alcohol tolerance really that good?

Wu Mengchong, not convinced, immediately lifted his cup and declared, "Young Master Xu, come, I toast to you."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and downed it all.

"Good!" Many people cheered; Wu Mengchong's tolerance for alcohol was truly not bragging, having drunk so much and yet still not collapsing.

Xu Hao smiled and said, "Young Master Wu has such a good tolerance, I can't show any weakness, can I? I toast to Young Master Wu with two cups."

In the blink of an eye, Xu Hao finished two cups of liquor.

Everyone was astounded; Xu Hao's tolerance was even greater, showing no hints of dizziness!

Wu Mengchong hesitated for a moment, realizing Xu Hao was upping the game!

Can't show weakness!

Wu Mengchong immediately pointed to three cups and declared, "These three cups are my toast to you, Young Master Xu. In honor of your capacity, I salute you as a true man!"

With that, he guzzled them down with "gulping" sounds.

Xu Hao gave a slight smile and drank four cups of liquor as if he were drinking cool water.

Before long, everyone looked at the three empty boxes of liquor beside the table in astonishment.

These two could really drink!

This was liquor, not beer, and definitely not wine!

Wu Mengchong was now somewhat dizzy, his head swaying slightly as he said, "I can't do this anymore, where's my younger brother? Little brother, come out and have a few drinks with Young Master Xu!"

A young man approached timidly, wearing a hat that hid all of his hair.

Xu Hao saw it was Wu Yihan.

Wu Yihan noticed Xu Hao and also Louise; he peeked around and said, "Big brother, I don't want to drink."

With Huadu's big-timers and Hong Kong's heavyweights sitting around, the pressure was daunting for him. If not for Wu Mengchong normally treating him so well, he certainly wouldn't have come over.

At this moment, Xu Hao laughed and said, "Wu Yihan, why are you wearing a hat? I think the color and style of your hair are quite good."

Wu Yihan chuckled sheepishly and whispered, "Young Master Xu, Brother Xu, don't make fun of me. If I dare show my hairstyle here, my dad will skin me alive when I get home."

The once fearless little troublemaker Wu Yihan now seemed as innocent as a well-behaved baby.

Wu Mengchong scolded, "Little brother, I called you over here not to chat, but to toast Young Master Xu! Hurry up, after you, others are still waiting!"