Wealth System: Food Delivery Boss
They Are Both
The groomsmen were instantly stunned when they saw so many glasses filled with white wine.
Ordinary people can drink 1 glass is quite good, if counted, at least one person must drink dozens of new glasses will run out. Unable!
Arya smiled bitterly, “Nona-nona, is this not too outrageous?”
“No, you can give up if you can't. You guys just go home!”
“Ya, right. No one forced you!”
“You won't be able to pick up Vonny this easily!”
“By rhyme if not drink, we will release you if given angpao 8 million per person.”
“No, no, at least should be 18 million.....”.
The Angpao that Arya had prepared was almost exhausted, Arya did not have that much money to give to these matre bridesmaids!
“I'll try for my best friend!” A groomsman drank a glass until it ran out, he suddenly felt his throat was very hot, his face became red like a monkey butt.
The alcohol from the wine struck into his brain, he staggered and sat on the floor rummaging, “A.... I could no longer bear it, my head was so dizzy..”.
A glass of wine makes 1 male escort uprooted, other male escorts so shriveled his guts.
The second male escort gathered courage and came forward, he drank 3 glasses in a row then was drunk, he staggered and laughed at the other female escort.
The third man's escort took the glass by force, as he closed his eyes to drink it, Marcel suddenly advanced forward.
“I just drank, happened to be thirsty once.”
He knew his newly acquired middle-level physical strength had a high healing rate, he was intending to try to see if he could react with such a strong arak.
Arya feels weird, “Bro, don't you like drinking white wine from the past?”
“I don't like to drink, but that doesn't mean I can't drink.” Marcel smiled and finished the wine in one gulp, then took out a second glass.
Everyone saw Marcel constantly drinking, his face still smiling and looking like he was drinking water.
In an instant, the number of glasses on the table was almost half left!
“Did I pour soda water wrong?” One of the attendants took the glass and smelled it, there was a pungent aroma of wine, making him almost sneeze.
Everyone was aghast, it seemed that Marcel would soon be able to consume all that wine!
“Our challenge failed, how next?” One of the escorts of wanta whispered.
“Don't be afraid, there's still me!” fat lady escort laughed coldly, “I will make her feel what hell is!”
Vonny so doubtful, “We better not be too outrageous, stop.”
It was outrageous to ask them to drink 100 glasses of wine, she was afraid that her best friend was looking for strange tricks to torture them.
“Of course not. The man appreciates a woman who is hard to get!” fat escort is so serious, “Von, listen to my advice if you want to live happily after marriage!”
“True, Fenita was experienced!”
“I also agree....”.
Vonny is helpless and can only work together.
After Marcel finished the last glass, he burped, then some of the attendants immediately applauded festively.
Arya asked with attention, “Cel, are you okay?”
Marcel smiled, “Do you think?”
A mid-level physical strength could deal with alcohol, then his face was not red and his heart was not pounding. Just his stomach was slightly enlarged, it was no different from before drinking wine.
One of the escorts said, “We assume you escaped!”
Arya looks happy and when she wants to enter, Fenita suddenly stops her.
“Wait, you guys have already escaped the challenge from him, but not from me!”
One of the bridesmaids is a little angry, “Nona is beautiful, it's noon, actually you still have how many more challenges?”
Fenita patted her own chest, “I guarantee this is the last one, you can pick up the bride quietly if you make it through my challenge!”
“Good, what was the last test from you?”
“Easy, as long as one of you push-ups 20 times only!”
“Push-up 20 times? Very easy!”
One of the burly male escorts was a regular member of the gym, he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to push-up, but he stopped someone.
“Wait a minute, I'm not done talking.” Fenita smiles, “Must push-up while holding one of her attendants.”
“What?!” Arya and her friends look at each other, is it still possible to push-up when carrying people?
Naturally this was the last challenge, it was apparently very difficult!
Then, they did not realize there was still the most terrible condition……
“Alright!” The man's escort was confident and supported him.
He looked at some escorts and smiled, “Beautiful girls, who would I like to carry?”
Honestly, they are beautiful and young, slim in stature, maybe there will be good things after this business is finished.
“I am the one who posed this challenge, of course I am the one who must be carried!” Fenita immediately disperse the beautiful daydream.
“What?! You?” The male escort saw his body and was immediately upset, “I refused, you are the same as the other 2 escorts combined. Unfair!”
“Hahahaha!” The others laughed out loud.
Fenita be cruel, “Alright, you can choose as you please besides me, but also have to carry 2 people!”
“Ka..... You don't make sense!” The man's escort was furious.
Fenita is only slightly fat, at least about 75 kg, certainly lighter when compared to the total weight of 2 escorts.
Fenita crossed hands while grinning, “Choose me or choose 2 people among them, you choose yourself.”
“Ya already! I choose you!” After hesitating for a while, the man's retinue finally chose Fenita, at least tens of kilograms lighter, it would probably work.
“Bro, today I've been troubling you. Spirit yes!” Arya patted her shoulder.
The new fenita sat on his back and this man's attendant immediately broke into a sweat.
Goddamnit! It looks like he's heavier than 75 kg!
The situation was already this way and he could only thicken his face to continue.
1, 2, 3……
He gritted his teeth after 3 push-ups, he felt his hands were heavy as if he had been hit by steel, when the sixth push-up, he finally could not and was hit on the floor.
“Weak patch!” Fenita smiled coldly then came down from her back, the groom's escort was panting heavily, the other groomsmen so held their breaths.
If hit by a woman that fat, let alone push-ups, thankfully still able to breathe……
“Whose more?” Fenita looked at them demeaningly, “Quick forward, aren't you guys chasing time?”
Seeing the men not daring to accept the challenge, Arya steadied her heart, she took off the suit to advance on her own.
Marcel came forward to pull her, “Arya, today you are the groom, tonight is your bride's night and do not let your waist encroach. I'm the one who advanced.”
“Cel, you're kidding, yes?” Arya smiled wryly, “Since your physical childhood is weak, you even lost a fight with girls. You can deal with it?”
“Don't you promise not to reveal the disgrace?” Marcel said flatly, “I'm not like I used to be.”
“You can not, better replace the stronger a little.” Fenita is also not sure of Marcel, “Don't be a hero in broad daylight, I'm afraid it will make you defecate in pants.”
“Hahahaha!” The escorts immediately laughed great.
“Sorry, but I didn't choose you.” Marcel smiled flatly then pointed at the 2 escorts behind him, “They are alone.”
