If Rice Group's planning department could come up with this kind of plan so easily, he would truly be laughing in his sleep.
Thanks to this little interlude, Lei Xiaojun was clearly in high spirits. He kept pouring drinks, and when he poured, everyone else naturally had to keep up.
Chen Jincheng was no exception.
Finally, the party came to an end, and dinner was over.
To Chen Jincheng's dismay, he turned his head and saw Sister Feiye slumped over the table, completely still. 'When did she get drunk?'
'This is so frustrating.'
'If you can't hold your liquor, you shouldn't drink.'
'Don't just start chugging drinks because you're excited to meet Boss Lei.'
Fortunately, with his current stats, his Constitution Points were approaching 400 even without any deliberate training. This put his constitution on par with a world-record-holding athlete.
But those athletes were specialists, whereas he was an all-rounder.
