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"True, I'm a grown man, I certainly shouldn't be the one at a disadvantage here." Yves King blinked, with a beaming smile, "Come on, let's have a drink."
With a "pop" sound.
Both of them quickly emptied their glasses.
The tall glass was filled up to a hefty two ounces. Yves King seemed to deal fine, but Mandy Qamar's cheeks immediately flushed. Although she's a businesswoman, she doesn't rely on these drinking tactics. At most, she accompanies high-ranking officials for a meal. Drinking socially was done by others. Most of her business assets were in Hong Kong, with others overseas. She did not need to appease local officials, as they were keen on foreign capital.
"You're good, very impressive. How come I never saw it when we were at school?" Yves King gave a thumbs up, "You're a real heroine. Come on, eat some crab leg to soak up the alcohol."
