Chen Yansen had already intended to enter the fields of large and even small home appliances. He was interested in any labor-intensive industry.
Zhou Jieyun gave an awkward laugh and clinked glasses with Chen Yansen.
He knew perfectly well that if Chen Yansen really decided to make air conditioners, refrigerators, and washing machines, there was nothing he could do to stop him. They were all competitors anyway; one more or one less made no difference.
Having come to this realization, Zhou Jieyun quickly composed himself and began drinking heartily with Chen Yansen again.
After all, Chen Yansen's eyes were still clear and his speech sharp—he clearly hadn't had enough to drink.
As a native of Qilu and the host, it was his duty to drink with Chen Yansen until he was satisfied.
Half an hour later, Zhou Jieyun was slumped over the table, out cold.
Seeing this, his assistant gave Chen Yansen an embarrassed smile. "President Chen, my apologies. I'll take President Zhou back now."
