"I know you used to be a contractor, and I'd like to hear your opinion."
"Buddy, thanks for your trust. I'm just a not-so-successful contractor.
Though my business isn't great, I've been in construction for over twenty years, so I do have experience in this field.
You picked the right person."
Luke snapped his fingers, "Come on, let's chat over drinks."
Luke led him to the lawn, where there was a bottle of whiskey and four boxes of freshly packed takeout.
Peanuts, cold cucumber salad, fried fish, marinated beef.
Luke took out two plastic cups from the takeout bag, poured two cups of whiskey, and pointed to the four boxes of snacks on the ground, "These are Chinese dishes for drinking, try them."
"Any drink will do." John took the cup and clinked glasses with Luke.
