"I'm not going to drink the liquor from your place, I still have two boxes of Sky Blue Liquor in my trunk, I'll go get them."
An ordinary barbecue joint, what good liquor could it have, Fu Zili stood up and went out to bring back two bottles of 52-degree Sky Blue Liquor.
"Fang Qing, wanna have a drink?"
He placed the bottles on the table, looking at Fang Qing.
"No, I'll just have some beer."
"Wusu alright?"
Tie Jun asked.
"Sure."
"Brother Jun, I'll go get it."
Hong Xiaoyu quickly stood up.
"Last time we sat together and drank was probably back when we graduated from high school, right?"
Tie Jun said.
"Isn't that the truth. In a blink of an eye, it's already been three or four years."
Fu Zili, while opening the bottles, lamented, "And that's why I went out of my way to bring Jiang Chen and Fang Qing today. Once they've graduated and started working, they will definitely stay in the big cities to develop their careers, and then it will be even harder to have reunions."
