Chapter 231
Chapter 231
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I wanted to get some juice.“What juice to drink?” one of the male leaders laughed and said, “Drinking alcohol shows sincerity.” Kaleb advised me not to drink. But at this moment, I couldn’t refuse; after all, men have their own drinking culture; in their understanding, alcohol is the greatest
form of
respect.
The leader handed me a small glass of red wine, taking just a sip, not much. I caught the small cup and, with both hands, gently touched the dean’s wine glass, politely taking a sip and finishing it. I underestimated this drink. Although it was mellow and smooth, it burned my throat like a fierce fire, full of strength. One bite down, even my stomach felt warm. I squinted my eyes and endured the fiery aftertaste.
My expression was just too adorable, and I was the youngest and most beautiful woman on the field. Even the older seniors wanted to have a drink with me. Other leaders filled my small cup again and said, “Verve Biomedical Corp can also submit some documents and drug samples to our hospital; maybe they can also pass the screening of the Pharmacopeial Convention and participate in the new round of bidding.”
I was so grateful for the care I received; I took the wine and drank it as a gesture of respect.
After finishing the conversation with the old dean, Kaleb turned around and saw me over there, drinking with some other deans. Kaleb hurriedly set down his empty cup, walked over and embraced my slender waist, snatched the drink from my hand, and apologized to everyone.
“My wife couldn’t handle the alcohol, so I drank this glass for her.”
The people present are all noble medical professionals with high moral standards and etiquette. They would not intentionally make things difficult for others, let alone deliberately encourage drinking.
After happily finishing this drink with Kaleb, I returned to my seat and continued eating. Director Qin noticed Kaleb’s concern and said, “Don’t worry, your wife only had four or five sips from that small cup.”
Kaleb nodded with a warm smile and led me back to my seat. He seemed calm, but deep down in his eyes, there was already darkness. Looking at my rosy face, he whispered, “This wine is 53 degrees.”
