Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

When it came to the table, it was no different from when it was just out of the pot. A group of people sat around the table and toasted Yan Bai in a circle.

"Sister-in-law, we've been together forever." Tao Li said.

"Thank you." Yan Bai drank it directly.

"Cheerful! Sister-in-law's way of drinking is refreshing!"

"Sister-in-law, I respect you too. I wish you and the boss are like that mandarin duck. You only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals!" Another person said respectfully.

"Thank you." Yan Bai continued to drink.

Why do you respect sister-in-law so much?

You know what a fart, the boss didn't object, it means getting drunk.

Getting drunk is the boss' blessing, you don't understand.

Come on, you can just pour it vigorously, as for my sister-in-law who has thin arms and legs, she has to pour two or three cups.

A few people were communicating in private, and toasted Yan Baijiu as they had agreed upon.

After drinking Naihe for a while, Yan Bai's cheeks turned slightly red, and several people were quite dissatisfied. The words of blessings slipped one after the other. Yan Bai didn't understand what was so good about this drink, but he liked those blessings very much. If it is, everyone will drink it.

He ate a lot in one meal and drank a lot. There was a circle of drunks, and the little robot sat there and stood upright.

"Come again! If you don't get drunk, you won't return..."

"They seem to be drunk." Yan Bai said.

"It's self-inflicted, you can't live." Shen Chun looked at a circle of people lying on their stomachs and smiled.

After such a lap, Lang Mo was still a little sober. He staggered up and said, "I sent someone to pick us up, but they were drinking too much..."

"Let me call someone." Yan Bai got up and said, "You sit down first."

His actions didn't show the slightest sluggishness. Lang Mo squinted his eyes and looked at his back, feeling that something was wrong.