"Tao, come, let me toast you..."
The private room was filled with glasses, bowls, plates, and dishes all over the round table. The large turntable was neatly arranged with various dishes. Lin Qing raised his glass to toast Huang Tao, followed by Li Hongrui, Liu Zihang, Ding Hai, and other classmates, one after another, like a procession of paying respects.
For a moment, the room echoed with the continuous, crisp clinking sounds of glasses gently colliding.
They could drink well, boasting an impressive drinking aura, each holding a large glass filled with red wine, downing it in one go.
Huang Tao couldn't hold his liquor, so he always used soda in place of alcohol, just taking a sip at a time.
Yet even so,
No one challenged his gesture!
That's the benefit of being respected.
After toasting Huang Tao, everyone politely toasted Gu Zhihao, who was sitting beside him.
This round of drinks...
Everyone casually uttered "take it easy" and only took small sips.
