"Would you care for a drink?" the old man smiled.
"I don't mind. Qiluo, what would you like?" Gongsun Ce tilted his head. Qiluo didn't expect to be consulted at this time and instinctively said, "I'll just have some juice..." She regretted it as soon as she said it; here she was negotiating with a big noble family in a luxury car. At this moment, it would be better to either go with the flow and have a glass of champagne or have some vodka to show her demeanor, but saying juice, what was that about?
However, there was indeed juice in the liquor cabinet, a large crystal container holding bright and fresh orange juice. Jin took out two glasses, added some ice cubes, and personally poured drinks for the guests, serving himself a small half glass as well.
