Fang Cheng picked up the wine glass and sniffed it gently.
Then he tilted his head back and took a small sip.
The wine was smooth as it entered his mouth, sliding down his throat, initially carrying a hint of salty freshness like seaweed.
Immediately after, it transformed into a warm burst of heat spreading in his stomach, with a long-lasting sweet aftertaste.
"Indeed, it's quite good."
Fang Cheng put down the wine glass, giving it an objective evaluation.
"Glad you like it."
Seeing this, Zheng Hongxin beamed with joy.
He then raised his glass with a flushed face, holding it aloft:
"Let this first glass of wine be a welcoming drink for Chairman Fang... uh, Mr. Fang!"
"To Mr. Fang!"
Everyone present echoed in unison, raising their glasses in response.
Fang Cheng did not act pompous, raised his glass for a toast with everyone, and drained it in one go.
Afterward, he picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of snow-white grouper, and started to feast.
