"Declaration of sovereignty? Clamour the host? I think you're thinking too much. " Min Zhong looked at Gu Chende with disdain. He had never thought that Gu Chende, who had been by his side for so many years, would still not understand what he was thinking.
At this moment, a waiter carrying a plate of wine came over. "Director Min, Mr. Gu Chende, how are you? May I ask what you want to drink?"
"What do you want to drink?" Gu Chende frowned and asked Min Zhong.
Min Zhong didn't say anything. He just looked back at Assistant Faang. Assistant Faang immediately made a move.
Assistant Faang took a glass of red wine from the waiter's hand and gently shook it. He sniffed the wine in the glass and then handed it to Min Zhong with both hands.