After everyone finished discussing the matter, Manager Hong had the kitchen serve the dishes. He Wenjie fully displayed his capacity at the drinking table. From the moment the dishes started coming out, the wine glass in his hand never stopped. Round after round of toasts he poured, stunning even those battle-hardened veterans of the bottle. Of the three crates of Maotai stacked in the private room, He Wenjie drank nearly half of them.
After the drinking session broke up, Manager Hong had Ruth leave work early to take He Wenjie home. This time, He Wenjie truly felt a bit dizzy. He suddenly found himself missing the Golden Finger from his previous world; if he could formulate a bottle of hangover cure, he would definitely drink this bunch of rascals under the table.
He Wenjie did not remember how he got home with Ruth. When he woke up, he found himself lying in bed with bright sunlight streaming in from outside. He Wenjie glanced at the time—it was already noon, figuring Ruth must have already gone to work. He Wenjie casually picked up the water glass on the bedside table, drank it dry in one breath, and then carried the glass out of the bedroom, wanting to pour another cup of water.
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