About two or three minutes later, the councilor slowly dragged himself back and sat down across from Gavin with great difficulty.
When he returned, the glamorous actress was on the nearby stage, legs spread wide as she desperately thrust her hips at Gavin at lightning speed.
With the councilor back, Gavin had no interest in watching the provocative actress anymore. He immediately raised his glass, toasted the councilor, and said with a smile,
"The actresses under your command are really enthusiastic. As expected of New York's territory—the odds of running into celebrities really are higher."
"Look at my Dallas. Tsk, tsk. Since the apocalypse began, I've only met two people who could barely be called celebrities, and both of them only played minor roles that appeared for a few minutes in television shows. People couldn't even remember their names."
"Put that way, the West Coast really is better. After all, Los Angeles is over there, and that's practically paradise for celebrities."
"If some lucky bastard managed to pull together a large team in the West Coast region, he might have countless celebrities under his command."
As he said this, Gavin raised his glass.
Seeing this, the councilor frowned and looked helplessly at his own glass.
He kept trying to persuade himself inwardly.
I can't get drunk. I can't get drunk!
But after a moment, he still raised the glass in his hand and drank another round with Gavin!
There was nothing he could do about it. He was drinking sparkling wine, while Gavin was drinking whiskey!
Gavin was using hard liquor to drink fairly with him while he drank liqueur. In this situation, if the councilor refused to accept the challenge, it would be a little too disrespectful to Gavin!
However—
After that drink went down, the councilor's already miserable