Moreover, Gao Zusheng had a peculiar habit.
If there was a dinner, there had to be drinking. If there wasn't drinking, anything not extremely beneficial to him would be passed over.
So, to negotiate a collaboration, one had to drink with him!
This was an unavoidable matter.
Mu Yinyin knew this. Her only option was to delay, but now... it seemed she couldn't delay any longer.
It was a lie to say she wasn't flustered at this moment.
If it were any other matter, she could handle it normally, but only... when it came to drinking...
Mu Yinyin sighed unconsciously, watching as the man picked up the wine glass and then hers...
A sense of worry filled Mu Yinyin's heart.
"Come, Yinyin, have a drink."
He had already brought Mu Yinyin's wine glass to her.
Mu Yinyin's gaze flickered. She took the glass. She wanted to refuse, but she knew refusal was impossible in this situation.
After a pause, she smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Gao, my tolerance for alcohol might... I fear it will spoil your mood today."
"Hahaha, how could it? I'm always lenient with girls. Don't worry, we'll just drink a little less."
The corners of Mu Yinyin's lips curved slightly, a purely perfunctory gesture for such occasions.
Gao Zusheng smiled at her and said, "Come, let's clink glasses."
Mu Yinyin smiled and clinked her glass with his.
Gao Zusheng watched her intently, clearly expecting her to continue drinking.
Mu Yinyin sighed in resignation and took a sip of wine.
That one sip wasn't enough to get her drunk or cause her to act wildly.
However, before she could think much further, Gao Zusheng frowned and said, "Yinyin, aren't you giving me enough face? Look at how much I'm drinking. Even if your alcohol tolerance is poor, you can't just drink this little, can you? What's the difference between this and not drinking at all?"
Mu Yinyin's gaze paused slightly, and she immediately spoke with some embarrassment, "It's mainly because I haven't drunk much in the past, and in the last two years... I haven't attended many events, so my alcohol tolerance isn't good. I hope you won't mind."
Mu Yinyin was still trying to find a way to maneuver, but Gao Zusheng gave no quarter this time. He said coldly, "I might mind this a little."
Mu Yinyin's gaze paused again, but before she could say anything, Gao Zusheng leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs again, and said displeasured, "It seems, Yinyin, that you are not sincere about this collaboration."
Mu Yinyin's expression changed slightly, but the next moment she picked up her wine glass again and smiled at the man, "Mr. Gao, although I know you prefer drinking when discussing collaborations, what I've said to you just now is not a joke. You know very well how much profit Yanluo can bring you. If it's just about drinking, and I'm not clear-headed, it will be detrimental to our discussion."
Gao Zusheng's eyes brightened. What he wanted was precisely for this woman to lose her clarity.
He immediately smiled and said, "You can't say that. Drinking makes things more enjoyable, and collaborations go smoother. Look at me, I'm not sick at all, and my family is very healthy. While this is a safeguard, you must understand that it's not something I absolutely need. So, Yinyin, if you don't show more sincerity in this discussion, we might as well call it off. I'd rather take this Qingzhu and extend my lifespan."
Mu Yinyin frowned and remained silent.
Gao Zusheng, however, picked up his wine glass again and looked at her, saying, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can eat a couple of dishes. This isn't strong liquor, just finish it in one go."
Mu Yinyin: "..."
"If Yinyin, you still don't want to drink, I think we should just call it a day," Gao Zusheng's voice became displeased again, and even his expression turned grim.
The arrow was on the string, and there was no turning back. If Mu Yinyin didn't drink now, Gao Zusheng might leave in anger.
In that case, seeking his favor again might come at a greater price than today.
Her主动 seeking him out was already a sign of lowering her stance, indicating she was the one in need. Gao Zusheng grasped this point.
Mu Yinyin sighed lightly and said, "Mr. Gao, my alcohol tolerance is really not good, but today I have no choice but to accompany you. You mustn't make things difficult for me anymore."
Gao Zusheng's expression immediately brightened, and he laughed heartily, "You're a girl, how could I make things too difficult for you? Come, let's finish this glass first."
Mu Yinyin took a deep breath, as if restraining her emotions.
After clinking glasses with her, the man began to drink.
Mu Yinyin took another deep breath. Although the wine was somewhat bitter, she had no choice but to drink it. Moreover, Gao Zusheng was watching her drink. She could only slowly bring the glass to her lips, close her eyes, and down the entire drink.
The wine glass wasn't large, but it was full. And Mu Yinyin's alcohol tolerance wasn't high. One such glass was enough to make her dizzy.
However, the alcohol in her stomach would maintain her sobriety for a while.
Gao Zusheng immediately smiled gleefully, "Yinyin has a good tolerance for alcohol, excellent, excellent."
Mu Yinyin: "..."
She knew this was Gao Zusheng's flattery. It was obvious that he was about to move on to the second glass.
Gao Zusheng picked up the wine bottle and poured another full glass for Mu Yinyin.
Mu Yinyin already felt a slight dizziness.
Of course, it was just a subconscious feeling.
She wasn't completely dizzy yet.
"Eat a couple of dishes," Gao Zusheng didn't pressure her immediately. Instead, he said with a smile, "Eat a couple of dishes."
Mu Yinyin really couldn't refuse to eat. She immediately picked up her chopsticks. As she ate the delicious dishes, the bitterness in her mouth gradually subsided. However, the alcohol in her stomach made her feel truly uncomfortable.
Watching Mu Yinyin eat a few more dishes, Gao Zusheng said with a smile, "Come, let's have another drink. Yinyin, I see you have a decent tolerance for alcohol, don't deceive me~"
The man's eyes were filled with affectionate smiles as he looked at her, waiting for her to drink more.
Mu Yinyin's gaze flickered, and in the end, she picked up the wine glass again.
But this time, she didn't rush to drink. Instead, she looked at the man and said slowly, "Mr. Gao, we can drink, but what are you truly thinking?"
"Let's drink first, and we can discuss this slowly. I just mentioned twenty times, but you don't seem very willing, Yinyin." Gao Zusheng's lips still held a gentle smile, not at all like someone discussing business, but more like two people chatting enthusiastically.
Mu Yinyin held the wine glass. She feared that if she put it down, the man might become defiant and force her to drink more. Thus, she dared not put down the glass, and slowly said, "Mr. Gao, I can try to get eight times for you, but twenty times is really quite difficult."