After Richard Shaw left the room, he called Balthazar Howard to invite him out for a drink.
When Drake Howard picked up the call, he almost doubted his ears. Drink?
"Red Mill, let's finish the drinks from last time," Drake Howard was excited after just a few seconds. Richard Shaw was about to return to the Military District soon, and time was running short, so they had to live it up quickly.
"Go to the school playground." Richard Shaw lowered his eyes and said indifferently, changing the meeting place to their middle school playground, "Remember to bring a lot of booze."
Men used to military life preferred living with the sky as their roof and the ground as their bed. Even when drinking, they sought a place with an open view.
