Fu Yu looked at the crowd. "Why don't… we play a game of dice. Guess the number, and the person who guesses the number has to drink."
"CEO Fu, Dr. Song doesn't drink," Lin Yun reminded him.
"Then those who don't wish to drink can do a dare, how about that?" Fu Yu spread his arms. His hands had some small calluses.
Boss Feng and the others agreed quickly, and Zhan Mingwei also nodded faintly.
Song Chuyi seemed to be unable to reject and could only nod his head.
There was an even number of 10 people playing dice—five men and five women.
When everyone was seated, Zhan Mingwei suddenly beckoned Changqing. "Come, sit here."
Fu Yu's hand, which was holding the dice, paused. Seeing this made Boss Feng shudder inside. Didn't he just tell the chief a few days ago that Fu Yu had his eyes set on Yan Changqing? What was the chief up to now?