"Mr. Zhao, don't you want to?" Meng Liang said in a cold voice.
"Of course I'd like to. I'll drink it, won't I?" Zhao Tianqi said hurriedly.
After thinking about it, he found that he had to drink the wine anyway. Otherwise, if Meng Liang was in a good mood, then his future life would be hard.
He opened a bottle of Maotai and took a deep breath, as if he was going to go to the guillotine after drinking the wine.
"Drink quickly. You're like a man. Drink!" Meng Liang urged.
After listening to Meng Liang's words, Zhao Tianqi wanted to hit him. He had gone all out. At the worst, he would have a stomach bleeding. But Meng Liang had gone too far.
"What is he trying to say? It's fine that you don't drink it, but you pushed the wine to me to drink it. If you push i
