337: Guo Jing's drinking capacity

Upon hearing this, Pan Han revealed a lewd smile!

When it came to drinking, everyone in this building combined was no match for him.

By the time the two of them returned to the room, two bottles of liquor, a case of beer, a plate of peanuts, a plate of pickled chicken feet, a plate of sauced beef, a plate of smashed cucumbers, a plate of tofu with spring onions, and a pack of cigarettes were already laid out on the table.

"Oh, so fast!" Pan Han vaguely felt that it must have been prepared in advance, otherwise, it would be impossible to complete it in the few minutes from the conference room to the guest room.

It seemed that Guo Jing, that old fellow, had wanted to drink for a long time.

"Master Pan, do you want liquor or beer?" After entering the room, Guo Jing took off his jacket, revealing his muscular physique.

Although he had been retired for many years, it was clear that he had not slacked off on his daily exercise.

Pan Han looked outside; it was already winter, and the cold could be seen through the window.

"Of course, liquor!" So, he didn't stand on ceremony, took off his jacket, rubbed his hands, and sat down directly to open the bottle.

After three cups of liquor, Pan Han roared, "Good liquor!"

Although alcohol basically had no effect on him, he could still taste what was good to drink.

It was obvious that this seemingly ordinary liquor contained something extraordinary.

"I'll move two cases for you tomorrow," Guo Jing said without hesitation, patting his chest.

"Two cases aren't enough. Let me calculate. Two cases for my old man; I drank a lot of Old Master Wang's liquor before, so I'll return him two cases this time; and keep two cases to drink with Uncle Cheng for fun." Pan Han pretended to count on his fingers, his expression exceptionally serious, making the scene very comical.

Guo Jing watched him with interest. This Master, sometimes serious, sometimes a comedian, sometimes a maniacal killer, truly possessed invincible personal charm.

"What other relatives do I have?" Pan Han suddenly looked at Guo Jing.

"This... How would I know what relatives you have?" In fact, Guo Jing knew everything, but he couldn't say it; his main goal was to feign ignorance.

"How about this, twenty cases of liquor, consider it my personal request to the Chief." As Pan Han said this, Guo Jing immediately understood.

The favor owed earlier had to be repaid quickly, and it seemed so natural!

"Haha! Master Pan indeed has a good capacity for liquor. Alright, twenty cases will be delivered to your designated location tomorrow."

"Done! Then I thank the Chief and Old Guo."

"Master Pan has made a great contribution this time; what's a little liquor?" As he spoke, Guo Jing raised his glass.

The two of them drank it all in one gulp, and one bottle of liquor was officially finished.

Pan Han lit a cigarette for Guo Jing, and the two entered the sobering-up phase.

When Guo Jing was young, he was known as the 'three-bottle-not-drunk' in the army and was a top-ranked drinker in the Chief's special forces.

He secretly observed Pan Han and found that his breathing was steady, his complexion unchanged, and half a catty of liquor had no effect on him.

He was startled, thinking, could this Master be invincible even at drinking?

Pan Han, on the other hand, held a cigarette in his mouth, savoring the tofu with spring onions. Why was the tofu here so delicious?

"Oh, right, Old Guo. Is there anything you need my help with?" Pan Han suddenly remembered that Guo Jing was raising a child alone now, and his daughter was with her grandmother, so there might be some inconveniences in his life.

"Why, is Boss Pan preparing to give me another gift?"

"What kind of talk is that? I just want to ask what I can do for your niece. Who the hell wants to give you a gift?"

After spending this time together, Pan Han felt that Guo Jing was a trustworthy person. Moreover, he felt particularly sad that the child's mother had died in the line of duty and wanted to help Guo Jing.

"There really isn't anything. I earned a good salary while undercover in the Knight Order for the past few years. Although I handed over a lot, what I kept is enough for me to use." Guo Jing repeatedly waved his hand, indicating that Pan Han didn't need to worry.

"Tsk, what's that little salary enough for? Have you heard of Haha University?" Pan Han suddenly thought that the Knight Order had several world-renowned universities under it, ranking among the top 100 globally, with Haha University even ranking in the top five.

"Haha University, who hasn't heard of it?" Although this university was in Eagle Sauce, its global influence was undeniable, and Guo Jing naturally knew about it.

But Guo Jing didn't know that Haha University was also an asset of the Knight Order.

Although he had been undercover for many years, he did not have the authority to access such information.

"Then it's easy! Isn't your niece a top student? When it comes to university in the future, leave it to me. She'll go directly to Haha University." Pan Han thought, didn't an opportunity just present itself?

And if he said she could go, she definitely could.

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Guo Jing was greatly shocked.

His daughter was only in fifth grade now, but her elementary school was top-tier, and her academic performance in class was also top-tier.

According to this development trend, a 985 university was the minimum, she could enter a national C9 university if she performed normally, and even Tsinghua or Peking University if she performed exceptionally well.

However, compared to Haha University, it was still slightly inferior; this was an objective fact.

"Full scholarship!" Pan Han added another condition.

"Ah?"

This was even more exaggerated. At Haha University, including living expenses, it would be at least 100,000 eagle sauce coins a year. How much would that be over four years? What if she pursued a master's degree afterward?

Although Guo Jing had some savings at home, he couldn't afford to spend that much; he couldn't bear it, absolutely couldn't bear it.

"You didn't know that Haha University is also part of the Knight Order, did you?" Pan Han couldn't help but laugh when he saw Guo Jing's expression.

"I really didn't know that." Guo Jing's hand, holding the cigarette, suddenly trembled.

He was an 18th-level employee in the Knight Order before, and his authority was simply not enough; he hadn't collected most of the information.

An organization that had developed for 500 years was not just ordinarily strict.

"Then be careful with confidentiality."

"Yes, Master... Boss Pan." Pan Han's sudden command caught Guo Jing off guard for a moment, and he almost called him Master.

"Let your niece study without worry." Pan Han opened another bottle of liquor and poured a full glass for Guo Jing.

Guo Jing hesitated a bit, mainly due to his work identity; his child studying abroad might lead to unnecessary trouble.

How could Pan Han not know what he was thinking? He casually added, "You can pick any domestic university too; will things go wrong then?"

"Thank you for Boss Pan's kindness!" Seeing that Pan Han had already spoken to this extent, Guo Jing found it difficult to refuse and could only agree for now.

"Come, let's drink." Pan Han was very happy, so the two of them began to clink glasses again.

Before long, this bottle of liquor was also empty.

Guo Jing was slightly tipsy, but in just the right state, while Pan Han still wanted more.

But looking at the clock, it was already one in the morning.

Although the liquor was good, one shouldn't be greedy. He himself had no problems, but Guo Jing was a mortal.

"Old Guo, it's getting late. Why don't we call it a night?"

Guo Jing looked at his watch, and indeed, it was late. He had three days off recently and planned to spend all of them with his child. He also had to send Pan Han off when it got light, losing half a day for no reason.

"Alright, Boss Pan. I'll have someone clean up." Guo Jing pulled out his phone and arranged for someone to come over.

After everything was cleaned up and Guo Jing was sent off, Pan Han opened the window to air out the smell of liquor.

He stood alone on the balcony, the cold night wind blowing against his bare chest.

Pan Han looked into the distance; as far as his eyes could see, it was almost pitch black, but he seemed to see light!