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The Young King zhenyinfang 43610K 2022-07-19

Seeing him fall to the ground, the boss stood up and looked at Zhang Song, ”Hehe, Zhang Song, don't blame me. The brothers already told me to make you drunk.”

Zhang Song understood what he meant and immediately said loudly, ”Okay, at most, I will risk my life to accompany you, your son?” As he spoke, he grabbed a bottle of wine beside him and gave it to the shop owner. He then took a full bottle himself and said, ”Drink it all up. We will not return until we're drunk today.” As he said this, he raised the bottle and the two of them started drinking.

Zhang Song's tolerance for alcohol was actually very poor, but with his brothers' group of drunkards training, his level could still be considered quite high. However, after the bottle of wine, before saying anything, they both poured it onto the table together with the boss.

Drunk. Drunk. Zhang Song didn't know how long it had been since he had been this drunk. In this period of time, he had been controlling himself from getting drunk. But today she was drunk again, not only because she was happy with her brothers, but perhaps because of Mu Xinyi as well?

People who said that they were drunk were actually somewhat sober. In fact, it was only because they weren't completely drunk. They were only drunk to the point that they didn't want to get drunk at all. But if you were really drunk, you would fall asleep like a dead pig, and wake up as if nothing had happened. Only by getting drunk like this could he make people forget about his troubles and forget about everything.

Zhang Song fell into a deep sleep. He really didn't know anything. He really wanted to get drunk for once. He laid on Tan Wenhao's body like a dead pig. The private box quietened down for a moment. After a while, someone carried them out. How could the owner let the guests sleep at the banquet table?

Zhang Song seemed to be dreaming. In his dream, Mu Xinyi helped him to remove his clothes, and then laid down on a large bed to wipe his body with a wet towel. He couldn't remember if it was because of him or not, but it was as if he had pulled that woman into his embrace and then tyrannically entered her warm body.

The morning sunlight shone into the room, gentle and dazzling. Zhang Song opened his eyes with a headache, and then rubbed his temples. Being drunk was enough to make one forget all their worries, but not only did they still feel their worries after waking up, they also had to endure the feeling of being drunk that made their brains burst. After rubbing for a while, Zhang Song seemed to have thought of something. He lifted the blanket and saw that the top of the blanket was clean and there was nothing. His eyes swept across the room as if he did not find what he was looking for.

He shook his head and said to himself, ”So it was just a dream.”

Ye Zichen shook his head with a wry smile, then got up and put on his clothes. Just as he was about to go out, he heard a knock on the door. Zhang Song said loudly, ”Come in.”

The door was pushed open, and a person who surprised Zhang Song entered. This person was the manager on duty of this hotel. He saw that she was wearing a smart suit with a white shirt collar sticking out. She looked very elegant and had a unique temperament, as if she was the same type of person as Chen Yu Xin.

She had a sweet smile on her face and was holding a steaming hot porcelain bowl. Seeing that Zhang Song was already dressed, she smiled and said, ”Are you awake?” I thought you were going to sleep a little longer? ”

Zhang Song looked at her as if he didn't understand why she was so good to him. He immediately had an idea and sized her up. He looked at her with a questioning look and asked, ”This, you were last night?” As he spoke, he pointed to the bed that he had just woken up on.

When the manager on duty heard this, he let out a delicate laugh, ”What?” How can I lift a person like you? I asked the security guards below to move you in. ”

When Zhang Song heard this, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He didn't say anything more and looked at her, ”What time is it now?” What about my colleagues? ”

When the manager on duty heard this, he chuckled and said, ”It's already past 9.”

”What?” It's already past 9? ” Zhang Song exclaimed in his heart.

When the manager on duty heard this, he looked at him and said, ”Is that so?” What's wrong? As for your colleagues. They're still sleeping like dead pigs, and I don't think they'll wake up until the afternoon. ” With that, she laughed lightly and brought the steaming hot bowl over to Zhang Song, ”Come, let's drink a bowl of ginger soup first. It can be used to dissolve the wine.”

Zhang Song shook his head.

The manager on duty put down Jiang Tang and turned to leave.

After Zhang Song was done washing up, he went down to the counter and asked for Tan Wenhao and the others' rooms. Then, he went straight to them.