Several people ate for over an hour, and four of them shared a bottle of red wine without anyone getting drunk.
Tang Anzhi found that Meng Xiabing really could hold her liquor. After a few drinks, there wasn't the slightest change in her complexion.
It seemed to her like drinking wine was as easy as drinking plain water.
She then thought it might be due to her job. As a translator at the Foreign Affairs Ministry, she might sometimes have to take drinks for her superiors. Perhaps at important functions, she was obligated to drink.
Of course, these were all just her guesses.
After they settled the bill at the restaurant, which turned out to be a bit higher than at Ziyanlou,
they walked out, and Tang Anzhi, seeing that the others were still in high spirits, couldn't help but ask, "What's next, where are we going?"
