"Come, come, come, let me pour a glass for Mr. Moses. In the future, please look after us more, Mr. Moses!"
Watching him pour the wine into Moses's glass, Yu Yao felt helpless but couldn't stop him.
"Director Qiu, you're being too polite. In the future, let's look after each other."
Moses didn't mind much. Given his previous capacity for alcohol, drinking even a jin of this wouldn't be a problem; a couple of glasses shouldn't be an issue.
Just as his fingertips touched the glass, a hand reached over and snatched the glass from between his fingers.
Moses turned his head and saw Yu Yao already holding the glass.
"How can this be? This glass should be my toast to Director Qiu and everyone. These days... it's been hard work. I'll drink this first as a gesture of respect!"
With a tilt of her head, she downed a small glass of white liquor in one go.
