After shouting, Manager Bian didn't hear any response.
"It seems like he's really had a lot to drink!"
With gentle admiration, he spoke louder, "President Guo, wake up, I'm here to deliver the hangover soup, drink it before sleeping, otherwise you'll feel uncomfortable."
"I can't drink anymore, I really can't!"
Guo Meng heard him and instinctively stood up, waving his hands quickly.
Seeing his reaction, Manager Bian laughed heartily.
"This scene is really too amusing!"
With sincere admiration, he looked at the anxious Guo Meng, and said, "President Guo, don't be afraid, Master Xiaobei has already gone, I'm here to give you hangover soup!"
A still confused Guo Meng looked at Manager Bian, murmuring in confusion, "Hangover soup? What hangover soup?"
"What hangover soup? It's the soup for hangovers! You've drunk so much, if you don't drink the hangover soup, you'll definitely feel uncomfortable later."
At the end, Manager Bian pointed to a large bowl held by his assistant.
