Soon, the drinks were served.
"Drink more, this kind of alcohol, you may not get to taste it many times in your lifetime," He Chong said as he poured the drink for Wang Dadong, his voice tinged with sarcasm.
Wang Dadong didn't mind, and he gulped it down completely.
He Chong was right, even he had rarely tasted this kind of alcohol.
It wasn't that he couldn't afford it, but rather that this type of drink was seldom available on the market.
As soon as the drink hit his mouth, he knew it was the real deal.
If someone else is paying, why not drink for free?
Wang Dadong poured himself another glass willingly.
Seeing Wang Dadong's actions, He Chong's face showed an even stronger disdain.
A bumpkin is always a bumpkin, acting like he's never drunk before.
However, he didn't point it out; the more awkward Wang Dadong behaved, the more he enjoyed it.
The following time became somewhat boring, nothing more than mutual flattery.