Hoo...
The night wind is chilly.
But inside the Traitor's Wine Factory courtyard, it is brightly lit.
On row after row of outdoor barbecue grills, the charcoal is glowing red, and various ingredients like steaks, sausages, and chicken wings are sizzling with juice.
The entire factory staff, including engineers, lab technicians, administrators, and workers, are gathered here, forming groups of threes and fives, eating, drinking, and laughing joyfully.
"These steaks don't seem cheap!"
"Expert Bai Mo is really generous!"
"Whoa, the sausages have a unique taste too."
"Come on, Old Wang, let's have a drink!"
Sitting at the table, Professor Zhang held a wine glass and said with a smile, "Expert Bai Mo, would you like to say a few words?"
Bai Mo, sitting beside him, wiped the oil off the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Forget it, you can talk. I'm not used to it."
Speaking on such occasions is indeed too awkward!
