Guan Chao smiled and said, "Can't do that."
Director Fu was startled, thinking he had misheard.
He was smiling, yet what he was saying was a refusal?
Director Fu felt his face couldn't maintain composure and deliberately straightened his face, "We're all grown men here, what's this amount of alcohol? Are you not giving me face?"
Guan Chao's smile was unwavering; he didn't reply, simply picked up a cigarette, lit it, and blew a puff of smoke in his face, asking, "Face? What kind of face does Director Fu have? Tell me about it."
The noise at the dinner table quieted down a bit.
Secretary Sun and others looked over, and Chen Guanyun's side also looked this way.
With his words, Guan Chao truly left no face for Director Fu, making him unable to step down from his position at the moment.
Director Fu felt a surge of resentment inside, yet did not dare to explode outright.
He turned his head to look at Chen Guanyun.
