"Come on, let's have a toast."
Hu Bai held an oily skewer in one hand and a cheap glass cup with the other, clinking it with Gao Xuan's. He was still eating, so his words were a bit muffled, but his round face was filled with happiness.
Gao Xuan understood this guy well; to him, being able to enjoy beer and skewers was happiness. Hu Bai was simply after the joy of eating and drinking, with nothing to do with Gao Xuan.
Gao Xuan casually raised his cup to clink with Hu Bai's, but after having a few skewers, he lost interest in the barbecue from this place.
The barbeque here was either too tough or too greasy, not very good quality. It was just reasonably priced.
And that alone was enough to make money.
"Did you really date Su Rong?"
After two beers, Hu Bai was a little tipsy and said, obviously surprised, "Is she really from the direct line of the Su Group?"
"Looks quite wealthy. Drives a Panamera."
