He would make trouble if he was really sent over the edge.
Amid these thoughts, he hurriedly opened the bottle and handed one shot to Sivan, "Let's get drunk tonight. Let's have a party."
"No problem." Sivan didn't refuse.
All this time, he had been through so much, so he had butterflies in his stomach!
They chatted casually while eating and drinking.
Over a bottle of wine…
They were a little bit drunk.
Usually, Sivan would never let himself get drunk, but he wanna get drunk today. Because he got something to say.
"Are you hiring people or not?" called Chris, who was a little drunk.
"Why not?" Although drunk, he didn't say that much. His cold face looked lovely. "But I don't need a special assistant."
"What about me then?"
"What do you mean?"
"What if I lose my job? He’s gonna fire me sooner or later."
Sivan would doubt it if he's not drunk.