Ji Zhao, who was racking her brains for words to reject this glass of wine, did not expect Shen Yao to suddenly speak. She was both happy and a little worried.
"Okay!" The smile on Qin Minghong's face became even more carefree. "Then let's get drunk today, okay?"
"I'm happy to accompany you." Shen Yao finished the wine in his glass and smiled at Qin Minghong, but his smile did not reach his eyes.
Soon, the two men began to compete in secret.
Ji Zhao and Second Manager You were dumbfounded.
In less than half an hour, the pot of hawthorn fruit wine had been emptied.
"Second Shopkeeper You, get two more jars of Shaoxing Ten-Year Glutinous Rice Wine!" Qin Minghong said boldly.
"This? Young Master, this glutinous rice wine is much stronger than hawthorn fruit wine. Why don't we eat first?"
"Get it!"
"That's right. Thank you, Second Brother You," Shen Yao said without showing any weakness. "This fruit wine tastes average."
