Muchen lifted the corner of his mouth as he called the waiter to pour him some wine and made a toast to the person who approached him.
He stood up and straightened his back.
When others saw him standing, they started approaching him for a toast.
Muchen accepted every toast but couldn't drink much, so he only took a small sip to show respect.
Despite that, his employees were satisfied with his showmanship.
After all, this was the first time they saw Muchen being so friendly after working with him for so many years. Not only did he accept their toast, but he also greeted them kindly and warmly.
They had never seen this side of Muchen, so they felt startled by his approach.
There were plenty of employees that came up to him. Despite only taking a small sip each time, he had already finished half a bottle of wine after a round of toast.
Ziyue wanted to stop him from drinking more, but her words couldn't escape her mouth as she didn't want to spoil his employees' mood.
Muchen's stomach problems hadn't recurred in quite some time, and it was a rare occasion whereby everyone was having fun, so why not let him be? After all, he had already controlled himself.
By the time the crowd dispersed, the only one fully sober was Ziyue.
Even Chuan and Ke were tipsy, and their speeches were slurred.
Ziyue glanced around and saw some employees lying unconscious on the table while the others had gone to the washroom. Her head felt dizzy looking at them.
She turned around and saw Muchen lying on the chair with squinted eyes staring at the ceiling. His cold and stern face had a hint of redness.
Ziyue placed her palms around his face and felt heat radiating from him.
When he felt the touch of her hands, he immediately opened his eyes and stared grimly in her direction.
But his gaze slowly softened when he saw that it was Ziyue.
When she saw his half-lidded eyes opening, she said, "Stay here. I'll get people to send your employees back home. Wait here for me."
Due to the influence of alcohol, Muchen had a much-delayed reaction. He only responded to her after a short pause.
He held onto her hands and gently told her, "Let Chuan handle it."
Ziyue turned her head to look at Chuan.
Chuan was together with one of the managers. He pointed towards the plate, saying, "Why is there a chicken here? Get the manager here. There's a chicken here."
The manager replied with a sluggish tone, "No, it's a cake!"
"Chicken!"
"Maybe next time. There are no stars today."
"No."
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