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The sky was slightly bright. At this time, Ling Hong had already lost his mind, but he was still holding the red wine glass in his hand.

Ling Hong's face, which was usually full of self-confidence, had already turned red. Even so, he was still a good drinker. He didn't vomit or talk nonsense. He just stared at the wine bottle blankly and held the glass as if he wanted to continue drinking.

"How is it? is it almost done?" Yuan Zhou set down the cup and asked.

"Lacking, what's lacking?" Ling Hong's tongue was a little loose, but he seemed to have realized it himself. He was very dissatisfied with what he had said. He closed his mouth and repeated it again.

"The wine cellar will really be empty if you continue drinking." Yuan Zhou indicated the empty bottles on the ground and said.

"You ... You said that we can drink whatever we want in the wine cellar." Ling Hong said word by word seriously and persistently.

"Yes, but it's already morning." Yuan Zhou said.

"The heavens? It's dawn?" Ling Hong looked at the sky where Yuan Zhou was pointing at.

"It, it really lit up." Ling Hong mumbled to himself and then stared at the sky that was gradually turning white.

At that time, Yuan Zhou leaned forward and took down the glass and the wine bottle from Ling Hong's hands. Then, he gently put them on the table and said,""I'm going back to sleep. "

"Yes, sleep. I have to sleep." Ling Hong repeated Yuan Zhou's words and then stood up along with the strength of Yuan Zhou's hand.

Ling Hong felt that he had stood up in his heart, but in fact, it was Yuan Zhou who was supporting Ling Hong.

"Ta, ta ta, ta." With such irregular steps, Yuan Zhou held Ling Hong's hand and went downstairs.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhou had repaired the stairs during the design. The stairs were flat and wide, so he didn't need to worry about missing a step.

Therefore, Yuan Zhou sent a text message with his phone as soon as he got downstairs.

The text message was naturally sent to Ling Hong's driver. Yuan Zhou didn't know how to drive and he had also drunk wine. Therefore, Ling Hong, who was so drunk, naturally needed the driver to send him back.

Before drinking, Yuan Zhou had asked for the phone number of Ling Hong's driver.

However, Ling Hong still followed the traffic rules very well. Thinking that he couldn't drive after drinking, he gave the driver's number to Yuan Zhou.

While Yuan Zhou went downstairs to get the wine, he told the driver that he might need to be on standby at any time. That was how the scene of text message communication happened.

Holding Ling Hong's arm, Yuan Zhou walked to the back door of the pub with steady steps. Then, he opened the door with one hand and led Ling Hong to the intersection of Taoxi road step by step.

Ling Hong seemed to have sobered up a little after the cold wind blew on him from outside the door. He muttered,""I don't believe it. I don't believe it. It's my sin."

Ling Hong lowered his head and repeated those words repeatedly in a low voice.

With his back straight, Yuan Zhou led Ling Hong forward with firm steps. He didn't answer Ling Hong's question that he muttered to himself.

Looking from a distance, Yuan Zhou supported Ling Hong's shoulder and the two of them walked along the morning light. There was a black Volkswagen parked on the street.

A middle-aged chauffeur in a suit and tie stood outside the car. When he saw them coming, he came over from afar to greet them.

"Thank you, boss Yuan. Thank you so much." The middle-aged driver helped Ling Hong up from the other side of his body and kept thanking him.

"You're welcome. You drank it at my place. " Yuan Zhou said.

"Grandfather Ling can only be at ease when he's in your place, boss Yuan." The driver said.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and said nothing more. Together with the driver, he helped Ling Hong into the back seat of the car.

After the driver carefully stuffed Ling Hong's leg into the car and closed the door, Yuan Zhou took a step back and said,""He had a bottle of beer, a draft beer, and five bottles of red wine. He had some yogurt and some side dishes in between. He hasn't vomited since the beginning."

"OK. Thank you, boss Yuan. I will remember it." The driver nodded.

"You're welcome. I'm going back. " Yuan Zhou shook his head and then prepared to go back.

"I'll send you off, boss Yuan. " The driver followed him.

"No need, send him back." Yuan Zhou signaled Ling Hong, who had already fallen down on the back seat of the car, and said.

"Goodbye, boss Yuan." The driver looked at Ling Hong and then at Yuan Zhou and then nodded his head.

"Okay, goodbye." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then walked towards the back alley of Taoxi road. During the journey, the driver seemed to have heard something faintly, but he didn't hear it clearly.

After Yuan Zhou disappeared, the driver checked on Ling Hong in the back seat again and then got in the car.

"I don't know why the young master drank so much. The old master knew but didn't care." The driver muttered, then carefully started the car and drove away.

During the journey, the driver tried his best to drive the car as steadily as possible so that Ling Hong didn't feel any bumps at all. Then, he drove to the old mansion.

Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, walked back to his restaurant slowly. When he passed by the door, he saw the gatekeeper Tang coming back,""Broth, you're back."

"Woof!" Broth barked once as if it was greeting Yuan Zhou. Then, it walked around Yuan Zhou and went to the rice lying on the back door.

"...Are you sick of the smell of alcohol on me?" Yuan Zhou said with a speechless manner.

"Woof woof." Broth barked twice again in a clear and melodious voice. It sounded as if it was fine as long as it knew it.

"The smell of my wine isn't all mine, there are others." Yuan Zhou took two steps forward with a wicked sense of humor and blocked the way of broth.

Broth, on the other hand, pounced twice and then slipped away from Yuan Zhou's feet, returning to the side of his wife's rice.

As for rice, he just watched the two of them being silly.

However, because of this small incident, Yuan Zhou's gloomy mood became slightly better. He opened the back door and said,""I'm going in. I'll bring you breakfast in a bit. "

Yuan Zhou closed the door and went straight to the second floor of the pub to pack up. After all, he had just sent Ling Hong back and didn't pack up.

It took Yuan Zhou less than 10 minutes to clean up the pub. After that, he went back to his room and took a bath.

After all, he had been drinking for the whole night. Even broth disliked the smell of alcohol on his body. One could imagine how strong the smell of alcohol was on him now.

After washing up, Yuan Zhou changed his clothes and felt much better. However, after drinking a whole bunch of beer and two glasses of red wine, he still felt a little dizzy.

"Looks like I'll have to make something to dispel the alcohol for breakfast," While saying that, Yuan Zhou quickly went downstairs and started to set off the fireworks.

"I'll just make a winter wheat porridge. It can dispel the alcohol and fill the stomach. " While saying that, Yuan Zhou started to cook.

Mai Dong had a certain stomach-nourishing effect to begin with, and starchy foods could help dispel alcohol. It could be said to be the right thing to do.

After he finished cooking his own food and put it into the rice cooker provided by the system, he scooped some rice soup for broth and the rice as his breakfast. Then, he began to wait for the winter wheat congee to be ready.

"Fortunately, I'm a chef. I can handle myself." Looking at the steaming electric rice cooker and smelling the faint fragrance of rice, Yuan Zhou couldn't help sighing with emotion in his heart.

"Oh, I can also get myself a glass of watermelon juice. That'll help with the alcohol too." While saying that, Yuan Zhou got up and took out a watermelon from under the Azure stone countertop and started to make juice for himself.

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