"Yo, Brother Ye, come in, come in!"
The speaker was a middle-aged man, around forty years old, with a beer belly, a round face, a bald head, and a big nose, his face greasy. He was holding a microphone, and as he spoke, the whole private room buzzed.
Four scantily clad women with heavy makeup surrounded him, all looking over.
There was only one man in the room, so the identity of this bald man was obvious. He was Zhang Kun, the manager at Hongguang Real Estate.
Zhang Kun thought it over for a while but couldn't recall where he had seen this person in front of him. However, being a businessman, being naturally sociable was a key skill, so he greeted Ye Fan warmly, "Brother Ye, why are you so late? We've been waiting for you for over ten minutes!"
With that, he personally poured three glasses of wine, "Penalty of three drinks!"
In the world of drinking buddies, the key is the word 'drink.' One drink to be an acquaintance, two drinks to be friends, three drinks you're close.