The manager had finished speaking, and the waiter stepped forward with a thirty-year-old Moutai on the tray.
The liquor certainly wasn't bad, retailing for over ten thousand a bottle, but for the bosses in the private room, it really wasn't much.
However, their reactions were as if they had witnessed a rare treasure, looking at Dong Jingyi with eyes full of unabashed flattery.
"I've lived half my life and never thought I'd see such a day at this age. Dong Chairman truly deserves his reputation!"
"What you're saying is so true! Dong Chairman has always been my idol, I thought in another decade or so I might reach the heights the chairman has achieved today. Now, I see I've overestimated myself!"
"Exactly! Dong Chairman is the model for our generation, the goal I follow for life. Come, let's all raise a glass, to the chairman soaring ever higher, continuously leading us forward!"
