Yang Chen had already started dining with President Huang.
"No more drinking for me, I've got surgery this afternoon."
"It's best if you don't drink either."
The man smiled slightly, "Of course, um... waiter, save these bottles of liquor for Director Yang."
Yang Chen's smile instantly bloomed, "President Huang, you're too kind!"
Seeing the two bottles of Moutai being kept for him here, Yang Chen was naturally over the moon. Although he verbally declined, he wasn't the least bit reserved.
This was why he liked dealing with wealthy people.
After all, these tycoons were truly generous and open-handed.
The two of them ordered a table full of dishes.
They ate merrily, almost getting to the point of calling each other brothers.
Just then, Yang Chen's phone suddenly rang.
He looked at the caller ID, and his face changed immediately.
"Director?"
He hurriedly stood up and said to the man, "Sorry, I need to take this call."
