"Xu Fei, you should team up with Wu Jun. This kid can really hold his liquor," Luo Weimin suggested to Xu Fei, recruiting allies for his son's opponent from the sidelines.
"I'm fine with that." Luo Zhengang agreed with a smile. 'Xu Fei is just a young woman; she probably can't drink much anyway. Her joining in or not will hardly make a difference. Agreeing just makes me look more magnanimous.'
"Uncle Luo, I've never had alcohol before. I can't drink," Xu Fei said, turning to give Wu Jun an apologetic look. "Boss Wu, I..."
Wu Jun patted Xu Fei's shoulder and smiled. "It's a good thing for a young woman not to drink. Don't listen to Old Luo teasing you. Just drink water with him."
"Manager Luo, shall we begin?" Wu Jun asked, turning to face Luo Zhengang.
"Ready when you are." Luo Zhengang raised the glass on the table, signaling the start.
The battle horn had sounded. The two men began their drinking competition, trading shots one after another.
