8 PM.
Inside a quiet bar.
"I've got surgery tomorrow, so I'm just having some pre-mixed fruit wine today, but you guys can order whatever you want to eat."
Liu Ziang looked at Zhao Heng and Li Haiyang, who were seated in the booth, and said with a smile.
He came out to drink for the feeling of chatting and confiding with good friends; the drinking itself was secondary.
However, some people drink to get drunk, probably because after getting drunk, they can let go of their masks and be themselves.
"Then let's start with an Alaskan king crab."
Zhao Heng smiled slightly and said unreservedly after hearing this.
"Junior, you're really not holding back."
Liu Ziang laughed, saying Zhao Heng was not holding back, but immediately gestured to the waiter and whispered a few words.
After just a while, a large plate of Alaskan king crab was served, instantly elevating the class.
