Secretary Xiaozu was completely satisfied, clutching the bottle and taking Song Tan to sign the contract. While walking, he couldn't wait to open the half-bottle he was holding. Seeing this, Song Tan hurriedly intervened:
"Don't, don't, don't, that liquor is too tempting, you should wait until evening and drink it at home."
What if he couldn't resist and took a sip on the way? Who would take her to sign the contract then?
Secretary Xiaozu chuckled, "It's just because you gave me one and a half bottles specifically, which rounds up to two bottles—that's really flattering, isn't it?"
"Oh, stop it!"
Song Tan hummed with a laugh, "How is what I gave you specifically any less? How much have you already eaten?"
Get out of here!
Secretary Xiaozu rolled his eyes: She had given quite a bit, but didn't she pay for everything? Only this liquor really came without any mention of money—how could he not be flattered?
