Amid clinking glasses, Zhang Yuan felt a bit intoxicated, his head light and floaty. This uncontrollable sensation was uncomfortable, but it was the first time he had felt so happy. Everyone around him was an old acquaintance, talking about everything except work, just shooting the breeze.
"Drink up, drink up, Old Zhang, over the years... you've gone from Young Zhang to Old Zhang, just get drunk once!"
"Please, I want to see you make a fool of yourself in public, stop being so self-righteous all the time!"
A chill went down Zhang Yuan's back as he replied with a lack of enthusiasm, "You want me to get drunk? You drink a bottle, I drink a glass. How about that?"
"Deal, let's happily agree on that!"
Ye Kaifu and Li Zhendong were both eagerly toasting, with Li Zhendong sneakily holding a cellphone, a wicked smile on his face, ready to capture Zhang Yuan getting drunk.
Cheers!
Cheers!
Cheers!