Wang Shiwei knew very well that Section Chief Liu was a leader at the tobacco company; where on earth would he be short of alcohol?
When faced with various invitations, he usually begged pitifully, "I want to go home for dinner."
The times he took the initiative to drink outside and even offered to treat were really rare.
Wang Shiwei smiled, "Section Chief Liu is joking. If you want to drink, that's giving me face, it's definitely on me... Moutai is just our own, feel free to drink as much as you want."
"No, not Moutai," Section Chief Liu spoke up, "Today I want to treat my superior, and your wine isn't bad. Bring a flask with you."
"Really?" Wang Shiwei exclaimed, "Section Chief, you took away more than two jin just yesterday."
"That's not enough," Section Chief Liu spoke loudly, "My superior can drink a lot, and the key is that this wine is really good. I slept so soundly at night, woke up the next day without any issues, and felt especially energized."