“Correct.” Charlie smiled and said, “Come on, the food and wine are ready.”
“Come and drink together.”
“This…I…he…” Steve turned half a circle left and half right in panic, and stopped talking for a long time.
In a daze, he suddenly looked up and saw a surveillance device hanging from a corner of the ceiling.
He immediately knew that he was being manipulated by Charlie again today.
Even though he was here, if he turned around and left at this time, the video evidence would be left behind, and Charlie would also be offended.
It’s better to go all out and leave the video behind, and at least take good care of Charlie first.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved and sighed: “Hey! Then I will listen to you and drink together!”
Charlie nodded with satisfaction: “That’s right. We are allies who have fought side by side in New York and Canada.
This time we finally reunited in Aurous Hill.
Of course, we have to drink.
That’s just Uncle Zhou’s condition. It’s a bit rough, but it’s okay.”
“How is it possible…” Steve said with an apologetic smile, “It is an honor for you to invite me here because you treat me as a friend.”
After saying that, he made up: “Mr. Wade, it is not because of anything else that I want to leave now.”
“I especially feel embarrassed to always ask you to entertain guests.
You treated me to Tianxiang Mansion last time, so it stands to reason that I should invite you back.”
Charlie didn’t expose him, and said with a smile: “Uncle Zhou treated me today, but if you want to return the invitation, that’s fine.”
You can check and arrange the food before you leave.
Uncle Zhou and I will go there together.”
Steve wanted to slap himself with his big mouth, but he could only slap his chest and say: “Don’t worry, you two, I will give you a good banquet before I leave Aurous Hill!”
Charlie invited him to sit on the other pony.
Peter Zhou took out a bottle of white wine without a box,
poured a cup for Charlie and Steve each from disposable paper cups, and then filled it for his own boss.
Charlie greeted Steve and said, “Uncle Zhou’s condition is limited, don’t hate him.”
“Impossible…” Steve said quickly: “I don’t have high material requirements…”
Peter Zhou asked with a smile: “What does Mr. Rothschild usually drink?”