Shi Boren really did hold a celebratory party for Xia Lei - it was not in a luxurious hotel but in the cafeteria of Bureau 101. Only Xia Lei, Long Bing, Tang Yuyan, Ling Han and Shi Boren sat at the table. 

Ling Han’s alcohol tolerance was astonishing and he was also the one who poured and toasted for Xia Lei the most. There was no refusing the toasts from Ling Han due to his status, and Xia Lei drank glass after glass of baijiu, so much that he was dizzy. However, he was still conscious and aware that he should stop or he would get dead drunk. 

“Xia, Bro, it’s the nation’s great fortune to have a talent like you. You’ve not only raised our country’s intelligent lathe technology but made the most advanced sniper rifle too. Come, another toast. To you!” Ling Han raised his glass and gulped it all down. 

“I… c, can’t drink any more…” Xia Lei felt like he couldn’t control his tongue. 

Ling Han put on an unhappy look. “Bro, I’m treating you like a Brother. If you’re not going...