Chapter 195 The Rule "You have your rules, I have mine. Whomever toasts to me, they have to make it three times over. Doesn't matter if it's a cup or a basin," Daniel declared, looking towards William with a chuckle.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"William, I'll give you one more chance to choose-do you still want to use this basin? If you want to drink to me, you'll have to gulp down not one basin, but three!" Daniel always provided people with two chances; it was one of his principles.
"Heh," William let out a cold laugh, looking at Daniel as if seeing through his bluff. "Are you trying to intimidate me? You think I'd be scared of drinking three basins of vodka? That I'd change my mind about drinking from a basin with you? Lettell you, Daniel, there's nothing about drinking that scares me, I've never been afraid. Not just three basins-even thirty wouldn't stoptoday! In the worst-case scenario, we can go straight to the hospital for a stomach pump after we're done." William seemed unafraid of drinking himself to death-he was determined to get Daniel drunk. If he couldn't outdrink a country nobody, he could no longer claim to be the best drinker at The Matthews Organization.
No one at The Matthews Organization could outdrink William. Men or women, he had never lost a drinking contest. His position as a business supervisor was thanks in large part to his drinking prowess. No customer he drank with could outlast him, and there were no contracts he couldn't seal. If one drinking session wasn't enough, he'd go for a second, and if that failed, he'd go for a third.
William's performance impressed the crowd: "William's a madman; five bottles of vodka and he's still standing!" "With William's tolerance, another five wouldn't even make him sway." "William is The Matthews Organization's champion drinker. I've never seen anyone challenge him."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe room praised William, elevating him to near-celestia heights.
Brittany didn't join in the hero-worship-she looked down on a drunkard. She wouldn't have involved William if it wasn't for ensuring Daniel nt gat drunk. In her eyes, William was just slow-level business supervisor, not someone who should converse with Brittany herself. On regular days, it was the business directors who reported their work to Brittany, not someone of William's rank.
The colleagues Brittany invited tonight were not executives; the highest-ranking among them were middle management. She called those who could drink well. The senior executives of The Matthews Organization, including Brittany herself, had average drinking capabilities-a leader's work required brainpower. Drinking and accompanying clients was a job for the middle-ranks. X