Lu Ming held the glass of foreign liquor, his gaze returning from the row of faces, gently swirling the amber liquid at the bottom of the glass.

"No choice, President Hu." He placed the glass back on the coffee table. "I'm not quite used to this."

Hu Kui was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter, slapping the sofa cushion.

"President Lu is a gentleman, very well, I respect that." He waved to the attendant. "The others can leave, just keep the one Director Bai chose."