Yu Mobai occasionally chimed in with a few words, while Ge Taiping remained completely silent, though he would occasionally pick up his phone to check it.
"Hello, here is your West Lake Longjing tea."
The waiter brought over a pot of tea, and Yu Mobai immediately pulled it in front of him, filled his own cup, and also poured a cup for Qi Moliang.
Qi Moliang chuckled dryly and quickly took the teapot over.
"Hehe, we can do it ourselves."
The assistant kept smiling apologetically. He got up first to pour Ge Taiping a glass, but Ge Taiping blocked the glass, saying, "I won't drink it."
Yu Mobai glanced at him. This was the first time he had spoken; anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was mute.
I don't know what they were thinking, letting this mute person come out to discuss cooperation.
If everyone had this attitude when discussing business, Alipay wouldn't be far from going under.
Soon, the food was served.
Alcohol is also indispensable.
What we Chinese people believe in most is the culture of drinking at the dinner table.
After all, contracts are easier to sign when you're drunk.
In the dead of winter, a little bit of baijiu (Chinese liquor) is good for warming up.
Yu Mobai specially ordered a bottle of good liquor, but now he regrets giving it to this brat.
Qi Moliang stood up and walked to Ge Taiping. "President Ge, please try this wine. It's a specialty of Shengjing..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ge Taiping covered the rim of his cup again, saying, "You're not worthy to pour me wine."
Instantly, the atmosphere at the table cooled down.
Yu Mobai squinted at him, then walked over to Qi Moliang, patted him on the shoulder, and took the wine bottle from his hand. "I'll take it."
"you?"
Ge Taiping looked up and sized him up. "You're not worthy either!"
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