Li Xiaoman nodded repeatedly, but just as he was about to speak, Luo Bisheng set his chopsticks down on the table.
"So you're saying my brother had a good eye and knew how to kiss ass, and that's how he got these people on his side?"
Every pair of chopsticks at the table stopped.
Fang Dongxu froze for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand. "That's not what I meant-"
"What's wrong with kissing ass?" Li Xiaoman hurriedly cut in, picking up his glass and taking a sip. "I'm learning to do it myself. You can't get anywhere at work if you don't."
Luo Bisheng ignored him and tilted his head in thought. "Why do I get the feeling Brother Liu Xinyu's the one who's always kissing my brother's ass?"
Fang Dongxu froze for half a second, then burst out laughing and pointed at Luo Bisheng. "See? That's Xiaoliang's talent. He always has people around him looking out for him. Come on, brother, let's have a drink."
Luo Bisheng turned to look at Wang Xiaoliang.
Wang Xiaoliang smiled at him and gave a slight nod.
Luo Bisheng raised his glass, clinked it against Fang Dongxu's, and tipped his head back to drain it.
His glass made a crisp sound as he set it down.
Fang Dongxu wiped the corner of his mouth and changed the subject to his current bills business. He talked for several minutes, growing more excited as he went, and finally slapped the table.
"Xiaoliang, Xiaoman, and Zhifei, if you've got any spare cash, you can invest it with us. Interest paid monthly, one and a half percent."
Wang Xiaoliang shook his head. "I don't have any money on hand. My wife manages all her own money. I'm not very good at managing finances."
"Our company's