When Shen Lian arrived, he saw Director Zhao turn his glass upside down to show he had drained it, then urge the executive opposite him to drink amid the crowd's cheers.
Shen Lian wasn't particularly interested. In fact, he had been forcing himself to stay engaged for some time now.
Liu Tang had dressed for the occasion, looking lovely and vivacious in a pale pink gown. Under everyone's astonished gazes, she tipped her head back and downed a small glass of baijiu.
It was Director Zhao's first time witnessing this too, and he gaped.
Shen Lian teased him from the sidelines. "Feeling hopeless? Forty years of training your alcohol tolerance, and you still can't beat someone born with maxed-out talent."
"Nice! Nice! Nice!" Everyone cheered.
Yet amid the lively atmosphere, Shen Lian seemed to be taking part while actually feeling an indescribable sense of detachment.
At midnight, Shen Lian took out his phone and checked it. There were only two messages from Chen Mu, congratulating him on wrapping his new drama.
Shen Lian replied politely, but by the time he sent the message, he had no recollection of what he had written.
Besides the heads of the two major platforms, Kuang Chenghai also arrived later that evening.
"President Kuang." Shen Lian rose to greet him.
"Shen Lian." Kuang Chenghai's expression betrayed nothing, but as soon as he came closer, he whispered to Shen Lian, "No need to be so formal!"
Shen Lian said, "Right!"
Destined Splendor was also a project Xingkai valued highly. Hu Kailan had approached Shen Lian with Kuang Chenghai's approval. If he wanted to acquire it exclusively, he had to make an appearance.
Kuang Chenghai could drink like a fish. This was the entertainment industry, after all; he attended no fewer lavish, boozy dinners than Feng Yueshan.