After a while, Mr. Hall smiled and said to Zhai Yunsheng: "Ahh, I really needed your help with this matter. With your help, my thought process became much more clearer."
"You're welcome Mr. Hall," Zhai Yunsheng responded. He had a light smile on his face.
As Henry sensed that Mr. Hall and Zhai Yunsheng's conversation was about to end, he gently interrupted:
"Mr. Hall, I have a bottle of red wine that dates back to 1982. Would you like to taste it? Young Master Zhai, would you like to join as well?"
Henry knew that Mr. Hall liked wine. In fact, Mr. Hall especially liked red wine.
Upon receiving this invitation, Mr. Hall smiled and declined: "I'm sorry Mr. Henry. I do indeed enjoy red wine. I would love to try it; however, I'm currently discussing an overseas business cooperation with Young Master Zhai. If I drink a lot of red wine, I don't think I will be able to discuss this matter anymore."
Mr. Hall's words once again made Henry traumatized.
