"I agree," Fei Jiayi said, raising both hands high. Chang Hui and the others nodded too. Without Xu Nianhua, none of them would have had the courage to even start. The contracts and machine operations and translations—if it weren't for Xu Nianhua, if they made a mistake translating, that would be a disaster.
"Alright, let's not keep complimenting each other. This studio wouldn't work without any of us." Xu Nianhua stood up and poured six cups of tea. Even though she was holding a cup of tea, it felt like she was raising a glass. She said, "Here's to our studio, taking things to the next level next year. I hope our studio gets better and better!"
"Yes!"
"Wishing our studio gets better and better."
"Better and better."
"Prosperity."
"Lots of money coming in."
Fei Jiayi finished with 'lots of money coming in', making everyone burst out laughing. The six cups clinked together, everyone took a sip of tea and smiled at each other. The studio was filled with laughter and joy.
