The waiter was pleasantly surprised, but quickly said, "Miss, this is my job, you don't have to be so polite."
"Take it, because it might get even messier in here later."
The waiter was taken aback and glanced at the sixteen bottles of Moutai left on the table with a vague guess.
"Thank you, miss, is there anything else you need?"
"No, that's all, you can go now."
Jiayi smiled sweetly and said, and the waiter immediately retreated respectfully.
Once the waiter left, the atmosphere in the private room immediately became fraught with awkwardness.
Xia Xue was also angry about Wang Bin's attitude just now and had no intention of smoothing things over for him, and Chen Yun was definitely out of the question. If it hadn't been for her inappropriate status, she would have wanted to grab a bottle and throw it at him for the way he had looked down on Zhang Yang.
At this moment, everyone's gaze turned to Wang Bin.
