Zhao Qianze and Jiang Beicheng reached a cooperation, which was a cause for general celebration.
"Sheng, I owe you big time this time. Come on, let me toast to you!" With a burden off his mind, Zhao Qianze couldn't help but give Bai Xiaosheng a grateful smile.
Next to her, Luo Yiyi quickly found two clean cups, poured the wine, and handed them over.
"Mr. Bai, I ought to toast to you as well!" Jiang Beicheng said with a pleasing smile on his face, lifting his own cup.
Luo Yiyi and Yin also picked up their cups.
While everyone was toasting to Bai Xiaosheng, poor Zheng Qinghong and Bai Xiaocheng were completely ignored, which was rather awkward.
"Qianze, I've got something else to take care of, so I'll be taking my leave first. We'll catch up another day." Zheng Qinghong's half-swollen face was quite a sight, and he spoke as if he had hot tofu in his mouth.
"Okay, I won't see you out," Zhao Qianze said with a polite, light smile.
