Unexpectedly, Li Yang was exceptionally calm today. He lit a cigarette and, in a grave and heartfelt tone Dan Biao hadn't heard in a long time, said, "Xiaodan, you've been with me for so many years. You're the person I trust most in this company. We're facing some difficulties right now, so I need you to step up and shoulder the main burden."
A single sentence was enough to make Dan Biao's passion burn anew. It was as if he was back in the early days of starting the business with Li Yang, eating skewers and drinking beer at a street stall at night after a great day of sales.
Perhaps Li Yang was also thinking of that scene, as he said nostalgically, "Let's find some time one of these days. Just us old brothers. We'll go for skewers again, relive the old days, and see if we still have the guts to chug three bottles of beer in a row."
Dan Biao's expression softened, and he said emotionally, "Boss, I can still do it. I'd do it even if I died drinking."
