Hearing Ma Yongming's words, the workers were all rather pleased and kept nodding their heads.
Ma Yongming raised his glass: "Xiao Xing, I have to toast you. College students are competent and see things clearly. If my construction team becomes successful in the future, you generally have contributed."
Xu Xiaoyan blushed at his praise, she nudged Yan Fei, "Let Yan Xiaofei drink it; he can handle it; I certainly can't take alcohol..."
Ma Yongming, glass in hand, gulped down the wine, rolled his eyes and said, "It's a toast to you. Consider it as if you've drunk it. If he wants me to toast him, he can wait until the next life!"
He spoke as if Yan Fei was his sworn enemy from eight past lives. Apparently, he hadn't forgotten about their tussle!
