Everyone took their seats.
Luo Yan picked up the cup in front of him, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and began.
"Mr. Hu, your Chinese is very fluent. You must have put a lot of effort into it, right?"
The foreigner who had given himself a Chinese name laughed heartily. "To be honest, I crossed the seas with my parents when I was young and settled in this ancient land, so my Chinese is fairly decent."
He changed the subject. "Mister Red Ghost, you're truly impressive for someone so young. To have risen to such a high position at your age is no simple feat."
Luo Yan said lightly, "I was just lucky."
Hu Ziqiang smiled. "Luck is also a part of strength. Throughout history, among all the people in the world, how many have truly succeeded?"
"But does that mean those who failed were really incompetent?"
"I don't think so. Most failures actually possess real ability. They were simply short of a little luck."
"That's why luck must not be underestimated. Anyone blessed by luck is a true dragon."
"To me, Mister Red Ghost, you're precisely such a true dragon."
Luo Yan waved his hand. "You flatter me, Mr. Hu. How could I be a true dragon? If word of that got out, people would laugh themselves to death."
Hu Ziqiang said solemnly, "Anyone who dares mock Mister Red Ghost would truly be an idiot beyond redemption."
Just then, the restaurant began serving the dishes.
As the "middleman," Gu Liangcai stood up and said, "It's rare for Mister Red Ghost and Mr. Hu to gather together today. Come, let me toast you both."
He raised a cup of wine and drained it in one go.
Luo Yan smiled faintly, raised his cup, and drank with