Zhao Haiyang also laughed: "Come on, come on, Tang Xiaobao treats you, make yourself at home, don't be polite, come on, come on, we have to drink something today."
We ate and chatted at the same time, and the atmosphere was very good.
This dinner tonight is for Zhong Xue.
But they all tacitly agreed not to mention Zhong Xue's affairs.
Naturally, Yu Xiantao didn't want to mention his wife's illness.
After finishing a bottle of wine, everyone had a good alcohol tolerance and was not drunk, and no one had a red face.
Tang Xiaobao went out and ordered another bottle of wine, and everyone continued to eat and drink.
It was around eight o'clock in the evening when dinner was finally finished.
Zhao Haiyang was about to speak when Tang Xiaobao winked at him and said, "How about this, after dinner, let's find a place to have some tea and talk slowly."
"Come to my club and sit down." Zhao Haiyang said quickly.
Tang Xiaobao shook his head: "No."
"Damn, you also have shares in that club, and you don't even go and take a look?" Zhao Haiyang said angrily.
Tang Xiaobao said with a smile, "Director Zheng and Mr. Yu are not young men anymore. It's not appropriate for them to go to places like that. There's a teahouse right here, Old Zhu's private teahouse. He has authentic Dahongpao here. You'd better drink it. Come on, I'll take you there."
sweat.
The three of them looked at each other.
You eat someone else's food and you have to drink their tea?
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Yu Xiantao felt it was inappropriate.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "It's okay. Lao Zhu is my good brother. When you come here, it's like coming to my home. Don't feel restrained."
Can the three of them be free from restraint?
Do you think of the God of Cookery as your home?!
This sounds especially tempting to curse.
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