Ron downed the entire glass of ice-cold beer in one go, filled it, downed it again, filled it again, and downed it once more.
Sheng watched him silently, watching him finish an entire bottle of beer.
Ron stopped, smiled at Sheng, "What's wrong, why aren't you drinking!"
"Drink up!" Ron said with a smile.
His eyes seemed to be smiling, yet they were filled with immense sadness, sadness that seemed frozen in his gaze, frozen in his heart.
This man does not cry!
Sheng sighed softly.
He thought of himself from years ago, thought of Zhengdong Province from years ago.
Two stubborn mules, resisting everything, firmly believing that men should not shed tears lightly, the world doesn't believe in tears.
But repression needs to be released!
"I knew about Kaisen's incident yesterday," Sheng said calmly. "Yesterday, I also met with Kevin, the president of Kelson."
Ron nodded woodenly.
"That bastard, must be laughing at me!"
Ron chuckled.
"So many years have passed in a blink..."
