At the same time, Qin Weiming also picked up his cup and poured the tea into his mouth.
Instantly, his tiger eyes widened as he shouted, "Good tea!"
Then, he picked up the teapot, poured another full cup, and brought it to his mouth.
"Old Qin, my cup is empty too."
"Don't you have hands?" Qin Weiming glanced at him."
Although he said that, he still poured a cup for her.
Then, he said to Hong Hanlin and the others, "Don't just sit there. Take your own cups and drink!
"Why… Do you want me to serve you?"
When everyone heard this, they hurriedly said, "We'll do it ourselves…"
As a matter of fact, when they heard Qin Weiming and Zhang Jian's praises, they were already very interested in the tea.
However, due to Qin Weiming's and Zhang Jian's identities, they did not dare to make a move.
Hearing Qin Weiming's words, the crowd did not hesitate anymore. They picked up their teacups and poured the tea into their mouths.
