"Everyone being here today is an honor for me, so I'd like to toast to all of you!"
Qian Nengde's face glowed with a reddish hue as he jovially raised a glass of wine and clinked glasses with everyone in the private room, tilting his head back to drain the glass.
"Haha, Old Qian is always so forthright. We're all friends here, so let's eat and drink well!"
The tea tycoon Dewei laughed as he drank, enlivening the atmosphere.
However, Wang Jingye stayed seated in his spot, snorted coldly, and said, "Brother Du, just because we are all brothers doesn't necessarily mean everyone should be here, at least one person here definitely doesn't deserve a seat at this table."
"I wonder what Brother Wang's esteemed opinion is?"
Taken aback by Wang Jingye's retort, Dewei's face immediately fell, and he gave a forced smile as he spoke.
Wang Jingye shook his head, snorted coldly, and remained silent.
