After a short while, Mr. Deman finished his call and returned to his seat.
Luo Ziling expressed a bit of disdain for the habit of the old man in front of him not carrying a phone when going out.
Once Deman sat down, Luo Ziling poured him a drink and also filled his own glass.
"Two beautiful ladies, why aren't you drinking?" Deman raised his glass, gesturing to Lin Lan and Chen Xiaoyi.
"I am breastfeeding, so I can't drink alcohol. She is Mr. Luo's assistant and needs to drive, so she can't drink either. I hope Mr. Deman understands." Chen Xiaoyi explained, then laughed, "Mr. Deman and Mr. Luo are kindred spirits over drinks; please enjoy a few more cups, we will cheer for you."
Hearing this, Deman apologetically raised his glass to show his regret.
Next, Luo Ziling continued chatting with Deman casually.
Due to the language barrier and relying on translation by Chen Xiaoyi and Lin Lan, it was impossible to have a fully engaging conversation.
