Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

Chapter 118 Toasting and Refusing a Toast

Cheng Zhixing moved to the left and whispered to his colleagues from the planning team next to him.

Li Langxing had already taken out his phone and started typing in a small, slacking-off group chat that didn't have many leaders.

—Hey guys, wanna go toast everyone later?

—Who are we honoring? The boss or Brother Lou?

—Of course, we should respect them all.

—We won't do anything reckless; we'll divide into groups, one group at a time.

—Okay, count me in.

—I'll go too.

Cheng Zhixing looked at the message that popped up on his phone, then glanced at the two people diagonally opposite him.

Suddenly I felt that tonight's meal was really worth it.

The dishes were served one after another.

Chen Bainian wasn't stingy; he specifically requested several of Rongfu's signature seafood dishes before ordering, including braised yellow croaker, crispy golden ribbonfish, sweet-hearted prawns, and small crabs—he ordered them all.

Halfway through the meal, some people started to stand up and offer toasts.

Xu Haoran started by standing up with his cup in hand and walking between the two of them. He looked at Chen Bainian and said, "Old Chen, we broke 100,000 on the first day and 1 million in three days."

"I really didn't expect this." He raised his glass and looked at Jiang Yiting. "Brother Lou, thank you for your support of our long-running games. From 'Getting Over It' to now, you've been there all the way."

Xu Haoran paused, then added with a smile, "I've watched you all come this far, so this toast is for you."

Chen Bainian looked up and met Xu Haoran's gaze.

He naturally knew what Xu Haoran wanted to say, and he also knew who he was saying it to.

He raised his glass, but didn't reply. He just gave Xu Haoran a warning look.

Jiang Yiting also raised her glass with a smile, and teased in a light tone, "Brother Haoran, the way you say that makes it sound like I've watched your company grow up."

Xu Haoran was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Okay, okay, I was wrong. I watched our company grow up."

The three of them clinked glasses and each took a sip.

After Xu Haoran finished offering his toast, the three of them sat down one after another.

With Xu Haoran taking the lead, the others naturally followed suit enthusiastically.

Following closely behind was Ji Tong, the head of the art group, who walked up to Chen Bainian with a wine glass in his hand.

"Boss, this is a toast to you." Ji Tong raised his glass with emotion.

He knew that his success in becoming the head of the art team at Changshou Games was partly due to luck.

He wasn't a particularly talented player; he knew his limits, and that he could probably only become an ordinary art team leader.

Instead of becoming the art director for a blockbuster game like Potato Survivor, as he is now.

Chen Bainian was about to pick up his wine glass and stand up.

Jiang Yiting had already stood up first and took over the conversation: "I'll drink this one for him."

Ji Tong paused for a moment and looked at Chen Bainian.

Chen Bainian didn't say anything, but just smiled slightly.

Jiang Yiting had already raised her glass: "Teacher Chen's alcohol tolerance isn't very high, but he's in a good mood today, so I'll drink a few glasses for him. Come on, bottoms up."

After saying that, she tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Chen Bainian watched her movements, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment.

He didn't stop him.

From that first drink, he knew she would keep blocking him all night.

All he could do was stand by and take notes, remembering who offered each toast and roughly how much was drunk.

Ji Tong didn't know what to say, he just smiled, drank it too, and then took the empty glass back to his seat.

Back at his seat, he whispered to his art colleague, "Lou Ge is someone you can get along with."

Cheng Zhixing watched this scene from the corner and nudged Li Langxing: "See? He's using it to shield himself from drinking."

Li Langxing saw it this time and nodded: "Mm."

Next, the leaders of the other groups took turns coming over to offer toasts.

Then came Cheng Zhixing and his group.

Cheng Zhixing stood up and winked at Li Langxing.

The two men, each holding a cup, followed by several young people from the planning and programming teams, walked in a grand procession toward the main table.

Upon approaching, Cheng Zhixing spoke first, a little nervous but still composed: "Boss, Brother Lou, let's raise a toast to you."

He paused, then added, "Wishing Boss and Brother Lou—uh, wishing our Changshou game gets better and better!"

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After saying that, Cheng Zhixing blushed.

The pause he made between "the boss and Brother Lou" made it clear to everyone what he was originally going to say.

A few suppressed laughs came from behind me.

Jiang Yiting smiled and raised her glass: "Okay, I'll accept this one."

Chen Bainian didn't say anything, but simply picked up his teacup and raised it towards them.

Cheng Zhixing was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

The eldest brother is using tea instead of alcohol, which counts as drinking it.

The group clinked glasses, and the atmosphere instantly relaxed.

On the way back to their seats, Li Langxing lowered his voice and said, "Weren't you just about to wish Boss and Brother Lou a long and happy marriage?"

"Shut up." Cheng Zhixing glared at him.

Later, several more groups of people arrived one after another.

Each group of people would give a brief self-introduction before starting to offer toasts.

Jiang Yiting accepted all the drinks offered, one cup after another.

I don't know how much I drank.

She would simply refuse anyone who came to offer her a toast.

As I kept blocking it, my face started to heat up, and my mind started to wander.

Another group of people finished their toasts and left. She rested her chin on her hand, watching the people coming and going in the private room, and suddenly found it a little funny.

A cup of tea was suddenly handed to me on the left, still slightly steaming.

She turned her head to the side, and Chen Bainian was looking at her: "That's about enough. Have some tea and calm down."

Jiang Yiting took it and sipped it.

The warm tea slid down my throat, leaving a slightly sweet aftertaste.

She held her cup, leaned back in her chair, and glanced around the private room.

I don't know when, but it had quieted down here. People gathered in twos and threes to chat, and no one came over anymore.

The quiet HR girl on the right suddenly leaned over and asked a little shyly, "Brother Lou, can I take a picture with you? My roommate is a fan of yours and watches your live streams every day."

Jiang Yiting turned her head, smiled, and nodded: "Okay."

The girl quickly handed her phone to the person next to her, stood next to Jiang Yiting, and gave a peace sign.

After the photo shoot, she looked at the pictures, then at Jiang Yiting, and whispered, "You look even better in person than in the live stream."

Jiang Yiting smiled: "I love hearing that."

The girl sat back down contentedly, sent the photo to her roommate, and then secretly glanced at Jiang Yiting several more times.

Jiang Yiting didn't pay any attention and continued to drink her tea.

At this moment, Zhang Wei walked over with his phone, handed it to Chen Bainian, and then glanced at Jiang Yiting: "Boss, we're planning to post a celebratory blog post."

Chen Bainian took the phone, glanced at it, and handed it to Jiang Yiting: "Take a look."

Jiang Yiting glanced at it.

The screen displayed a text edited by the official blog account of Changshou Games, accompanied by the group photo from earlier.

The text reads: "Potato Survivor has officially reached one million sales. We had a celebratory dinner to thank the team, all the players and fans, and especially our unofficial chief publicity officer @TwelveFloors."

Jiang Yiting nodded: "Send it, give me a copy of the original image later."

Chen Bainian handed the phone back: "Send it."

Zhang Wei responded and turned to leave.

Jiang Yiting leaned back in her chair, took a sip of tea, and her gaze inadvertently swept across the corner.

Xu Haoran was talking to a few people with his back to them, but his back view looked a bit deliberate.

Jiang Yiting couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Bainian asked.

"It's nothing." She took another sip of tea, leaned back in her chair, and said, "Your colleague is quite considerate."

Chen Bainian didn't reply, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

The lively atmosphere in the private room continued, but it was no longer relevant to her.

She simply leaned back in her chair, quietly watching the night view outside the window and the people around her.