"You put up a good show, didn't you? Come, let's drink to your impressive performance!" Zhou Dong raised his glass and said.
"We can drink, but let's be clear, I wasn't showing off! Opening a branch is no big deal!" Wu Xiaoyu downed his drink in one gulp.
After finishing their drinks, both were slightly tipsy. Wu Xiaoyu helped Zhou Dong to the sofa.
"We're going to open a branch... going to open a branch..." Zhou Dong waved his hands excitedly and mumbled.
Seeing that Zhou Dong was quite drunk, Wu Xiaoyu had no choice but to go along with him and said, "Yes, we're opening a branch! Can you calm down?"
Amidst their ruckus, the waitress Xiaoyu walked in again and handed Wu Xiaoyu a hot towel, shyly saying, "Mr. Wu, please wipe your face!"
Saying that, she walked away with her head down, silently cleaning up the leftover food on the table.
Even though Zhou Dong was about six or seven points drunk, he noticed everything and shouted at Xiaoyu:
