"Mr. Chu, I appreciate all the effort you've gone to for my brother's matter. Please handle it as you see fit and don't worry about losing face on my account, Zhou Weimin. Here, this glass is to you, Mr. Chu."
Zhou Weimin, the Family Head of the Zhou family in Capital City, raised his glass—a bottle of wine worth over a million, and he had already downed one and a half bottles by himself.
Sitting at the head of the table, Chu Mo also raised his glass. He didn't savor it slowly, but like Zhou Weimin, he drained it in one gulp.
Setting down his wine glass, Chu Mo spoke with a level voice:
"Now, let's fill Mr. Zhou's glass!"
