"Manager Han, come on."
The bald fat man pointed at the three decanters, smiling at him.
Han Chunlin nodded, reached out to pick up the first pot, and tilted his head back to down it directly.
No hesitation at all!
"Good!"
After finishing the first one, the bald man shouted, "Good."
"Whew~"
Han Chunlin put down the decanter, quickly covered his mouth, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.
Immediately, he picked up the second pot, toasted to the bald man, gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, and gulped it down, not daring to take a single breath.
Stopping in the middle of drinking is most taboo; once there is a slight pause, not only is it hard to swallow, it might all come back out.
That would ruin everything!
Squeak~
"Cough cough cough!"
After finishing the second pot, Han Chunlin just put down the decanter and couldn't stop from coughing violently, his face flushed bright red.
