He drank until twoo' clock in the afternoon, and the two bottles of white wine were finally empty.
Although Zhao Yongjun wasn't completely drunk, his eyes were a little blurred. The white wine that he had been brewing in the space for more than a year had a stronger aftereffect than he had imagined.
To Xia ruofei, this little bit of white wine was nothing. His eyes were still clear and his mind was clear.
"Big brother Zhao, it's almost time!" Xia ruofei said,"don't leave today. You can rest here in the afternoon and we'll have a drink or two tonight."
Zhao Yongjun chuckled,"I can't drink anymore ... Ruofei, the aftereffects are too strong ..."
"Wu Qiang!" Xia ruofei shouted.
Wu Qiang had been waiting outside the dining room after lunch. Upon hearing his words, he immediately pushed the door open and walked in."President Xia!"