310: Chapter 310 The Ghost Hand Switches Products Without Anyone Noticing

Zhao Zhijie was so enthusiastic!

He poured the wine himself, raised his glass, and took the initiative to say, "Brother Chuan, this drink is my apology. I'll down it in one go; feel free to drink as you please."

After speaking, he drank the glass dry.

These were delicate little wine glasses, each holding about one tael of white liquor. Qin Chuan held his glass and smiled faintly. Since he was the one apologizing, Qin Chuan would just take a small sip.

"Come, come, everyone eat! Don't be polite!"

The wine was fine wine, vintage moutai, and the dishes were excellent, consisting mostly of delicacies from land and sea. Excluding the alcohol, this table of dishes alone likely cost twenty or thirty thousand yuan.

On the surface, Zhao Zhijie showed sufficient sincerity. If it were anyone else, they would have completely let their guard down, already lost in the fine wine and delicacies.

Qin Chuan maintained a sense of vigilance in his heart, knowing that Zhao Zhijie certainly had ill intentions.

After three rounds of drinks, the two sides got to the main topic. Zhao Zhijie proactively said, "Brother Chuan, what you said is absolutely correct. The red line of the national ecological zone must never be crossed. I must give you face."

"Besides apologizing to you here, I also make a promise: the Qinglong Bay Villa District will be completely demolished, and it will be restored to its original ecological state!"

Qin Chuan gave a thumbs up, "General Manager Zhao, that's the right attitude. Come, for your generosity, let's have another drink."

The two wine glasses clinked together gently.

Next, while drinking, they had a more in-depth discussion about the demolition of the Qinglong Bay Villa District and the restoration of its original ecological state.

Zhao Zhijie was secretly observing and roughly estimated that by now, even if Qin Chuan hadn't drunk a full jin, he had at least consumed eight or nine taels.

Drinking so much white liquor, an average person would have long been drunk.

Qin Chuan was about the same, clearly showing signs of intoxication. Seeing that the timing was about right, Zhao Zhijie said, "Brother Chuan, there is one more thing I need to apologize to you for. My subordinates were ignorant and did something very stupid."

Qin Chuan swayed, his tongue slightly thick when he spoke, clearly showing signs of being drunk. He waved his hand and said, "Zhao... General Manager Zhao, what is it? We... we are good brothers; I won't take it to heart."

Seeing Qin Chuan like this, a cold sneer appeared in Zhao Zhijie's heart, and he became even more confident in his plan.

Putting on a look of self-reproach and apology, he said, "Brother Chuan, my subordinate directed someone else to make a threatening call to you. Isn't that doing something stupid?"

Qin Chuan waved his hand indifferently, "It's... it's fine, I didn't take it to heart. Small matter, just a small matter!"

Zhao Zhijie said, "Brother Chuan, hearing you say that puts my mind at ease, but an apology is necessary. Xiao Zhang, why aren't you apologizing to Director Qin yet?"

Xiao Zhang picked up an unopened bottle of wine, opened it in front of everyone, stood up, and said, "Director Qin, I was confused at that time. It was me who directed someone to make a threatening call to you. I am offering you a drink as an apology."

After speaking, he took the wine bottle and poured a full glass for himself, and then poured a full glass for Qin Chuan.

He picked up his wine glass, said two more words of apology, and then drank the glass dry in one gulp.

Intuition told Qin Chuan that there was a problem.

That bottle of wine had a problem. There was clearly already opened wine on the table, so why open a new one? Even though it was opened in front of everyone, and Xiao Zhang drank a glass first.

Caution is the parent of safety; since his intuition told him there was a problem, he couldn't drink this glass. If he were to drink it, it should be Zhao Zhijie who drinks it. If it was truly drugged, it was under Zhao Zhijie's instructions.

Seeing that Qin Chuan had no intention of drinking the glass, Zhao Zhijie wouldn't have it. He had gone to such trouble to dig this pit, so he certainly couldn't let his efforts go to waste; he had to make Qin Chuan jump in.

"Brother Chuan, Xiao Zhang won't dare to do it again. He has already finished his drink in one go. Shouldn't we two clink glasses again?"

Qin Chuan pretended to be a little drunk and tapped Zhao Zhijie to get his attention, "Brother, you're right. For the smooth demolition of the Qinglong Bay Villa District and the early restoration of its original ecological state, we two really should clink glasses again."

No one noticed, including Zhao Zhijie himself, who never expected that Qin Chuan would use his ghostly sleight of hand to swap the two glasses.

This speed, this technique—it would be a pity not to perform magic. This was also one of the benefits brought about by Qin Chuan's physical fitness breaking through the human ceiling; as long as he was willing, his technique was so fast that others couldn't even see a shadow.

The swap was successful. Qin Chuan held his wine glass, "Come, brother. Let's toast!"

Zhao Zhijie was overjoyed, "Brother Chuan, let's down it in one go!"

Almost simultaneously, the two drank the moutai in their glasses dry.

Seeing with his own eyes that Qin Chuan drank the glass of wine, Zhao Zhijie felt relieved; the plan had succeeded. That bottle of moutai from Xiao Zhang had been spiked. That small capsule containing a total of 500 milligrams of chronic poison had been added entirely. A small glass was one tael of white liquor, which was equivalent to containing 50 milligrams of chronic poison.

This dosage exceeded the normal amount; even an immortal couldn't save him. The key was that it was colorless and odorless, making it impossible to detect, and no one would suspect Young Master Zhao.

He was ecstatic, but he dared not show it on his face. He remained very enthusiastic, chatting happily with Qin Chuan, with bursts of happy laughter ringing out from time to time.

The meal lasted for over an hour before ending.

Presumably, because everyone had drunk quite a bit, no one noticed that after Xiao Zhang's bottle of wine had poured two glasses, no more was poured, and it was intentionally or unintentionally placed to the side by him.

It was about time. Qin Chuan's gait was a bit unsteady, looking completely drunk, "General Manager Zhao, I accept your apology. Finish the demolition of the villa district as soon as possible and fulfill your promise."

Zhao Zhijie walked Qin Chuan and the other two to the door of the private room, smiling and saying, "Brother Chuan, don't worry, we will start acting immediately."

More than ten billion in exchange for Qin Chuan's life—Zhao Zhijie felt it was a good deal.

After enthusiastically seeing off Qin Chuan and the others, Zhao Zhijie's expression gradually changed; he stopped pretending.

And Qin Chuan? After getting in the car, he also stopped pretending, and there wasn't the slightest sign of intoxication.

The next day, early morning.

As usual, the first thing Qin Chuan did upon waking up was to check the system. There were two messages in total.

1. Zhao Zhijie invited you to drink last night. The bottle of wine from Xiao Zhang had been spiked with the world's most potent chronic poison in advance. You used your ghostly sleight of hand to swap the cups, and the poisoned wine was drunk by Zhao Zhijie. In a few days, the poison will take effect, completely destroying his immune system. He will begin to catch colds and fevers frequently, his physical constitution will decline, and the probability of him getting cancer will increase by more than ten thousand times.

2. A parent of a student at Xizhou City No. 1 Middle School will come to report; following this clue, you can uncover that both the principal and vice-principal of the No. 1 Middle School are corrupt.

The second message was nothing special; the key was the first one.

Yesterday morning, Qin Chuan also looked at the messages pushed by the system. There were three in total, all related to corruption, and none had informed him in advance about Zhao Zhijie's plan to poison him.

Most of the time, the messages pushed by the system were relatively accurate, but sometimes they were quite random. Yesterday was just such a situation.

Sure enough, his intuition was correct. Zhao Zhijie really did poison him. Fortunately, he had swapped the cups, and that glass of poisoned wine was drunk by Zhao Zhijie himself.

(Originally, after the system upgrade, the message push function was cancelled, see Chapter 254, but many readers left comments suggesting to keep this function, saying that message push + query function would be better. So, we adopted everyone's suggestion, and the system's message push function has been retained. Thank you all for your support!)