He saw his chance and Martin wasn't about to let it go.
An intelligence guy, but now relegated to running errands for a boss who raked in dirty money, earning peanuts with not just low rewards but high risks too.
As the saying goes, when the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will follow; Martin was already doing the dirty work for his superiors, so why would he be averse to earning a bigger slice?
Gao Yi remained silent, just raising his glass in anticipation, waiting until after he'd clinked it with Martin's before gulping down most of his beer, while Martin, with an even grander gesture, tilted his head back and downed his half glass of whiskey in one go.
A couple of drinks in, Martin was starting to feel tipsy, shouting at the bartender, "Two more beers!"
Afterward, he turned to Gao Yi with a grin, "This round's on me!"
Those in the know might think he's just offering another beer, but those who don't might think Martin was treating to a whole enchilada.
