Aoyama Xiu Xin arrived.
By then, Panasonic Jiezi was already drunk.
His face flushed red, sweat on his forehead, his tie loosely hung around his neck, reeking of alcohol, his eyes blurry and clouded, as he poured himself one drink after another.
He hadn't even noticed Aoyama Xiu Xin's arrival.
Aoyama Xiu Xin frowned, grabbed a bottle of wine from the iced bucket, held it upside down, and the cold wine flowed over Panasonic Jiezi's head and face.
"Who... who is it?" Panasonic Jiezi shivered from the cold, sobered up slightly, looked up furiously, and upon seeing it was Aoyama Xiu Xin, his eyes cleared up a lot. He abruptly got up, "President!"
"Clear this table and set up a new one exactly the same," Aoyama Xiu Xin yelled to the waiter.
The waiter left respectfully.
Shortly after, two waiters appeared with trays in the private room, beginning to clear the table of wine and food.
