The three of them sat around the table, Han Xianyu sat on the side, Ye Wanwan and Si Yehan sat on the opposite side.

After watching for a long time, Han Xianyu always felt that something was missing. He suddenly slapped his legs and said, "Do you want some wine? I still have a bottle of treasured good wine!"

Ye Wanwan instantly remembered the provisions of the treaty, subconsciously glanced at Si Yehan beside her, and then consciously said, "Sorry, I won't drink, otherwise you two can drink a little?"

Han Xianyu was a little disappointed, but he didn't force himself. He looked at the man opposite and asked, "How is Mr. Si's alcohol tolerance?"

Si Yehan didn't know what he was thinking, and there seemed to be a layer of invisible mist on his face, revealing a bit of invisible Youyuan. He heard this and said lightly: "Shangke."

"Okay, then I'll get the wine and let's have some drinks!"

Han Xianyu quickly brought a bottle of red wine from the next door.

"This bottle of Roti was given by a French friend last year, and it's hard to get it! I've never been willing to open it! Ye Bai, you really don't drink it? Anyway, it's okay to get drunk at home!" Han Xianyu persuaded him unwillingly.

Ye Wanwan sighed, "I promised my girlfriend not to drink."

Han Xianyu burst into laughter when he heard this, "You are so strict? Anyway, she is not here now, you are too obedient!"

Ye Wanwan: "..." The question is, is he okay?

Ye Wanwan said righteously: "That won't work. If you promise someone else's things, you still have to do it!"

Han Xianyu joked about her a few words, and then the three of them drank and ate hot pot while chatting.

Although red wine and hot pot are really weird, the important thing is the atmosphere, and the three of them don’t care.

Most of the time he and Ye Bai were talking to him, and the man beside Ye Bai rarely spoke and didn't eat much. He spent most of his time drinking. Only Ye Bai helped him pick up food would he eat a few bites.

The man's fingers with distinct joints shook gently with the red wine glass. Just from his wine tasting, he felt that Ye Bai's friend's status was extraordinary.

The demeanor between every move is formed by long-term immersion in the wealthy upper-class aristocratic environment, and is essentially different from the image they deliberately train and show in front of others.

The man's other hand was naturally placed on the back of the chair behind Ye Bai. He had been chatting with Ye Bai all the time. The man had never spoken from beginning to end, but there was a feeling that he could not explain clearly and outsiders could not insert it.

"Ajiu, you eat more, why are you drinking all the time? Xianyu, why are you eating so little?" Ye Wanwan, who was burying her head, finally found that she seemed to be the only one eating.

Si Yehan had never picked up vegetables himself, and Han Xianyu seemed to have only eaten a few leaves of vegetables.

Han Xianyu said helplessly, "We are all like this in our business, we must control our diet."

Ye Wanwan was immediately glad that she chose an agent when she heard this. "You really have a hard time, you can't even eat enough..."

Han Xianyu shrugged and said, "There is no way, I have to be ten pounds on camera. From three-dimensional to two-dimensional, people will be wider. If you want to look good on the screen, you must be thinner than normal people. The very thin artists on TV that everyone usually sees are almost as thin as firewood in reality..."

Ye Wanwan nodded repeatedly, "So you yourself, you are still losing weight after losing weight after losing weight!"

The two were talking when a cell phone ringed.

It's Si Yehan's mobile phone.

Si Yehan put down the wine glass, held the phone and put it in his ear, "Hey."
Chapter completed!