"Sorry, sorry, I've had too much to drink and said something without thinking, Lao Jiang, please don't mind!"
"Alright, alright, don't I already know your character?"
Jiang Yu truly didn't mind, but still shot Hu Zhihai a glance.
Then he reached out and patted Du Guangning's shoulder, smiling as he comforted him,
"Xiaodu, don't be upset, this chubby fellow often speaks without thinking when he's happy, his mouth is the problem, but he's actually a decent guy."
Ever since starting work at the Seventh Dining Hall, Du Guangning mostly stayed in the second-floor kitchen and didn't interact much with Hu Zhihai, so they weren't really familiar. But he knew Hu Zhihai was a close buddy of his boss.
Therefore, seeing Jiang Yu step in, he couldn't say much and just replied with a "Hmm" and went back to eating quietly.
"Why aren't you properly accompanying everyone in the private room, but came running here?"
