The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 766 A Reward

To show he wasn't joking, Beckett had his assistant bring over the contract and the official seal.

"Country boy, here's the contract. If you can drink my twelve men under the table, I'll sign it right here and now!" Beckett declared.

"Deal!" Daniel agreed without hesitation. For him, drinking these twelve men under the table was a piece of cake even if there were 120 of them, he'd still come out on top.

"Alright, you twelve, if you can knock out this country boy, there's a $10,000 bonus for each of you!" Beckett announced, motivating his men. As the VP of TPO and a leading candidate for the GM position, he understood the power of incentives.

The twelve men grabbed their glasses and started drinking with Daniel, one round after another. Unlike earlier, when Maya tried to play games with Daniel, these men skipped the games and went straight to drinking, relying on their numbers to overwhelm him.

However, after countless rounds, while the twelve men were visibly getting drunk, Daniel remained seemingly unaffected.

Jessica, despite Daniel's apparent resilience, couldn't help but worry. She softly cautioned, "Drink a bit less."

"It's okay! For the..." Daniel almost blurted out "honey," but corrected himself after seeing Jessica's glare. "For your contract, boss, I'll drink till I drop if I have to!"

"You're not allowed to die! I'd rather forgo the contract than let you die!" Jessica exclaimed anxiously.

"Don't worry, boss, I won't die. I can drink endlessly. The more I drink, the more energised I get... the more I can do! Maybe we can test that out later?" he teased.

"Shut up!" Jessica scolded, rolling her eyes. "Be serious!"

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Half an hour later, and another countless rounds in, all twelve of Beckett's men were sprawled out, wasted and unconscious. Daniel, on the other hand, stood tall asof he hadn't had a single drink.

Daniel patted Beckett on the shoulder and said with a grin, "Beckett, your twelve men are down. Time to honor the deal and sign the contract with Jessica."

"You're pretty good at drinking, country boy," Beckett admitted begrudgingly. Pointing to theNôvelDrama.Org content rights.

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contract, he continued, "But a deal's a deal. You outdrank my twelve men, soll sign with Jessica."

Beckett swiftly signed the contract and stamped it with the official seal. His eagerness was driven by the hidden risks associated with the Golden Light Hill tourism project s contract could potentially bleed TMO dry. If they ended up only losing a few billion, that would be considered lucky.

Had it not been for these massive hidden dangers, Beckett would never have signed such a significant contract in the middle of a drinking bet. He was desperate to offload this problem onto TMO.