Friendship is most easily sublimated at the dinner table. When everyone is eating hot pot, singing songs, and hugging each other, it means that they have established a friendship with each other.
At the celebration banquet in the evening, everyone had different tastes. The final decision was to have hot pot. Everyone wanted to eat and cook whatever they wanted. There would never be any disagreements based on taste.
The group sat at a total of five or six tables. They did not care about status, but only about taste. Nathan preferred slightly spicy food, so he sat with Master Pei and his wife. Nathan doesn't drink, so after other people learned about his habit, no one insisted on dragging him to drink together. After all, many people present had special status, and they were not talking about business at the wine table. It would be bad to do it too much.
After the meal, a staff member of the special team who was over 50 years old lay on the table and cried. A rather tall man, he cried like a child at this time.
"Master Qi," he pulled Nathan's sleeve and kept saying, "Thank you, thank you."
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