Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

Without a hint of hesitation.

Upon learning that Zhang Beixing could actually help them arrange jobs.

And that job was with a state-owned enterprise.

Zheng Jituo immediately showcased the art of recognizing a father to everyone!

Jin Linyu and Dong Guoning just felt a blur before their eyes.

By the time they came to their senses.

They found that Zheng Jituo had already put down the chives and was kneeling on one knee.

He was now holding Zhang Beixing’s hand, about to kiss the back of it.

That devout expression.

That respectful posture.

If Lao Mouzi saw this, he would surely be moved to tears, praising the acting skills, calling him a seasoned actor, and saying there’s hope for the entertainment industry!

”??? ?”

”This kid... secretly practiced behind our backs??”

Jin Linyu snapped back to reality, swallowed, and asked, bewildered.

Come on, Zheng Jituo’s move was way too damn smooth.

Even more impressive than those who trigger combo moves on Douyin!

Jin Linyu couldn’t help but suspect that this old boy had been practicing secretly.

Upon hearing this, Dong Guoning, sitting beside him, pondered seriously, nodded, and said, ”Given Jituo’s nature, it’s entirely possible!”

Then he looked at Zhang Beixing, raised an eyebrow, and said with a peculiar expression, ”So, Old Zhang, you’re not really going to let him kiss your hand, are you?”

”How could that be!”

Zhang Beixing said.

Quickly withdrew his hand, gave it a shake, confirmed there was no spit on it.

Turned his head to look at Zheng Jituo, with an annoyed expression:

”Scram, scram, speak if you want to speak, don’t play this disgusting act with me.”

”Kissing hands, watching too many movies, do you think I’m the Godfather?”

But Zheng Jituo remained unfazed.

Even asked in return, ”Godfather, aren’t you?”

Zhang Beixing was momentarily speechless.

Until a moment later, he gave a thumbs up.

Well done, brother.

With just that line.

Your career path is definitely set, just wait to become an official!

”Come on, drink up!”

Zhang Beixing picked up a bottle of beer, slightly exerted his fingers, and with a ’pop,’ opened the bottle cap.

Seeing this.

Jin Linyu and the others came to their senses, eager to learn.

But realized that doing so would only result in splitting their fingernails, entirely useless.

So they obediently picked up a bottle opener to open their beers.

”Glug glug glug—”

”Glug glug glug—”

As several bottles of beer went down.

Everyone was about seventy to eighty percent drunk.

Among the few still sober on site were Lin Siqi and Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing was not drunk because his Mental Attribute was high.

A full 230 points.

Under such a boost, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he was a living wine god now.

Not to mention a few bottles of beer, even strong liquor; he could drink twenty or thirty pounds at a time without batting an eye.

Lin Siqi wasn’t drunk as she could naturally hold her liquor well.

Last year, she even managed to drink Zhang Beixing under the table once.

At this point, this was just a tiny warm-up for her, nothing worth mentioning.

As a result, these two could use their clearest minds now.

To observe those bewildering behaviors humans exhibit after getting drunk.

The first and foremost was to fall ill for no reason.

While drinking, suddenly dragging a dog off the street to become their brother.

Making a fuss, going crazy.

Next was the topics.

As their level of drunkenness increased.

Their conversation shifted from work to college life.

Then from college life to cultural history.

”If you ask me, Western history is all nonsense, entirely copied from us in Great Xia. Just take the Gregorian calendar, back in ancient Great Xia, they gathered astronomers from all over the country, built Observatories everywhere, and after four years of observation, determined the number of days and solar terms in a year. Over in the West, one guy under the premise of the ’missing ten days’ calculated the calendar—what? Was that guy Jesus? How amazing could he be?”

”Exactly, and it’s not just him. Basically, in the West, every famous person—look at their history, each one more impressive than the last. Our ancestors researched together for decades, only for someone there to figure it all out in a few years!”

”If you ask me, there’s not a single true thing in Western history.”

”Hey, what you said is too absolute. We must admit, there’s indeed a part of Western history that’s true; notice I’m saying a part. As for the rest, it’s a matter of perspective, but overall, much of it was looted from us!”

”Yes, this bunch of brutes, can’t do anything but plunder, and after plundering, they don’t even keep them well, just leaving them there, wasted, like in the Steam Museum—damn it, thinking about our national treasures being treated like garbage by them makes me angry!”

”.....”

Suddenly slamming the table, Jin Linyu stood up, face flushed and neck swollen with anger.

At this moment, he was already overtaken by alcohol, completely drunk, with only a sliver of consciousness left to control his body.

Perhaps due to the atmosphere or also having drunk too much.

Zheng Jituo, upon hearing this, struggled to stand as well: ”Old Jin, you’re spot on, this group is just a bunch of bandits, only know how to plunder, and after plundering, they don’t do anything useful. If I had the ability, I’d storm the Steam Museum and take back everything that rightfully belongs to us!”