The Strongest Mad Son-in-law

To bet, or not to bet?

That was the question.

At this moment, Mao Jinxi found himself in a fierce internal struggle.

He slowly raised his head and saw Xu Hao's face, wearing a smile.

In his eyes, Xu Hao seemed to be mocking him, mocking his cowardice, mocking his fear.

He snorted coldly and said, "Bet then, what's there to be afraid of?!"

"Good!"

The crowd cheered unanimously, as spectators never tire of excitement, and the higher the stakes, the more thrilling the show.

Wu Yong frowned slightly but didn't say much. After all, Mao Jinxi wasn't a descendant of the Wu Family, and he couldn't interfere too much. However, if Mao Jinxi lost ten billion in funds, it would just increase Xu Hao's chips on the other side.

"I'll go first!"

Zhou Dachui stepped up first, laughing, "Young Master Xu, my drinking capacity is famous around these parts. Drinking glass by glass is too slow, let's use the big bowls!"

"Good! That's the spirit! Then I'll join you with the big bowls!"

Xu Hao laughed loudly, and a waiter immediately brought over a stack of large bowls.

As the best hotel in Huadu City, they of course had all kinds of utensils. Some customers from the north were generous and liked to drink from large bowls, so naturally, they were well prepared here.

Gulping down the liquor, Zhou Dachui raised his glass and laughed heartily, "I'll drink first as a tribute!"

Xu Hao smiled slightly and, tilting his head back, drained all the liquor without spilling a drop.

"Ah—! Refreshing! Another!"

Zhou Dachui bellowed and immediately downed another big bowl, followed closely by Xu Hao.

It went on like this, with Xu Hao appearing like a human-shaped drink dispenser, not refusing anyone, drinking bowl after bowl, yet still not drunk in the slightest.

Some began to sense that something was amiss. After all, Xu Hao had already consumed at least ten jin (5 liters) of alcohol, but his belly hadn't swelled, and he continued to pour in drink without end.

Li Chenggong and others also frowned deeply. Xu Hao's situation was too abnormal.

Xu Hao had long anticipated that this drinking ordeal would arouse suspicions, but he didn't care. His purpose was precisely that, to lure out hidden enemies in the shadows and then wipe them out.

Eventually, everyone who came up to drink with Xu Hao ended up drunk, sprawling across the tables.

And there stood Xu Hao, still proud and unyielding, without a trace of drunkenness.

This left Mao Jinxi dumbfounded. How could Xu Hao drink so much?

Was this even human?

It seemed almost superhuman!

Xu Hao looked at him and chuckled, "Third Young Master Mao, what's wrong, do you also want to have a couple of drinks?"

"I won't drink, I won't drink."

Mao Jinxi rejected repeatedly. He couldn't drink and he wouldn't. Otherwise, if he made a fool of himself, it would be even more humiliating.

But the problem now was that he had lost, and he had to pay ten billion to Xu Hao on the spot!

This was what everyone was most concerned about at the moment.

Xu Hao said with a light smile, "Third Young Master Mao, isn't it time for you to honor the bet and pay up?"

Suddenly, Mao Jinxi snorted coldly, "Pay you? Wishful thinking! Have you made everyone under forty years old fall down drunk? That dog behind you hasn't fallen yet! And your little girlfriend hasn't either! So, your word doesn't count!"

Mao Jinxi's words stunned the crowd, but they quickly realized that his intentions were nefariously cunning!

The "dog" Mao Jinxi referred to was clearly Xin Peixian.

Xin Peixian was injured, and Xu Hao hadn't made him drink earlier.

But now, Mao Jinxi was forcing Xu Hao to make Xin Peixian drink!

If Xu Hao didn't make Xin Peixian drink, then he would have lost the bet and had to compensate Mao Jinxi ten billion in funds.

However, if Xu Hao let Xin Peixian drink just for the sake of saving ten billion, everyone could foresee that Mao Jinxi would definitely exploit the situation, using the media's voice to slander Xu Hao's reputation. At that point, the stock prices of Xu Hao's conglomerate would plummet!

Many sighed secretly, recognizing that Third Young Master Mao was living up to his reputation. Although he was currently in disarray and panic-stricken, at a critical moment, he still came up with such a clever plan.

Xu Hao had been outmaneuvered!

Everyone understood that Xu Hao was now caught between a rock and a hard place.

Whether to let Xin Peixian drink or not, would

Li Chenggong inwardly sighed. Though Mao Jinxi was devious, one had to admit that this move was well played. Formerly at a distinct disadvantage, he had suddenly turned the tables.

Chen Hai sighed softly, "Sometimes, even when success is within reach, one must choose to give it up. Ten billion is a lot, but compared to the reputation of a large conglomerate, it's not that significant."

Chen Hai was reminding Xu Hao not to lose his reputation over ten billion.

Ten billion can be earned back, but once a reputation is damaged, it's very hard to restore.

Xin Peixian wasn't foolish either. He quickly understood the situation and was filled with shame. If it weren't for him, Young Master Xu wouldn't be facing such a dilemma.

He immediately said, "Young Master Xu, let me drink. After using the medicine you provided, my wounds are all healed already. Drinking this little bit of alcohol is nothing."