Han Guosheng looked at the two waiters, who were a man and a woman. They were both very young and could be in their early twenties. Most importantly, they looked very good, especially the boy. He had a pitiful temperament, especially his eyes, which were like crescent moons. He couldn't help but think of his dead ex-wife, Cui Na.
Sun Benyuan and Li Yongchang looked at each other. Although Han Guosheng did not say anything, they could tell that he was interested in this boy. Then, they pushed the boy into Han Guosheng's arms. "Serve President Han well."
The boy smiled obediently and hurriedly sat up straight. He picked up the wine bottle, poured a glass of wine, and handed it over. "President Han."
Han Guosheng did not lose his composure. He only smiled and took a sip of the wine. "The wine is not bad."
"Come, let's drink together." Sun Benyuan raised his glass.
Instantly, the entire private room was bustling with activity.
