Shang Qinghua shoots the baijiu. Why not? He's got nothing else to do with his day! It's strong, and the warmth hits him fast, spreading a happy looseness through his body. He's pleased to have found Cucumber-bro—not that he missed him or anything, but it was a pain to have no one to complain to when he got the Katamari theme in his head or whatever. And he's pleased to be able to spend the day in a luxurious mansion, drinking and chatting. "You must know Luo Binghe then, too."