studio.

The second floor open-air platform.

Standing here, you can see the night view of Yanjing's Traffic Road, and you can also look up and see the bright moon in the sky. It is a very good place for rest and entertainment.

At this time, a group of men and women were celebrating a "winning battle".

As the leader, He Xiao had to speak a few words. At this time, he stood up, held the wine glass in his hand, raised it high, and said loudly:

"Everyone, the success of He Wanrong Studio is inseparable from the hard work of everyone here. It is your hard work day and night that makes us become the tycoons that everyone in the industry is looking forward to today."

"Thank you for your efforts by your agent, Mr. Zhang Yongkang, Mr. Zhang and the team for their technical support, and every actor who is willing to sign with He Wanrong's studio for so many days, he has accompanied me to the drama "Charlotte's Troubles"."

"Of course, thanks alone is not sincere. I decided that according to the box office of "Charlotte Troubles", everyone who participated in it will receive a share reward at the end of the year!"

After He Xiao finished his speech, there was a loud applause from all around him, and many people were whistling excitedly.

"Mr. He, you are so wise!"

"Mr. He, I will surely live and die with the studio!"

"Mr. He, the studio is my home. I love working overtime too much!"

“…”

This is a young studio, and most of the employees are young, so He Xiao knows what contemporary young people value most. They do not regard work as important as the older generation, and do not need to talk about the future and ideals. After all, the ideal of the post-90s generation is to make money.

Therefore, He Xiao directly threw out the most substantial things, bonuses and dividends!

He learned this trick from the big guys in the black mobile phone world.

Sure enough, the effect was surprisingly good after the speech, both the old and new employees were full of energy.

Even big guys with certain experience, such as Yu Xiao, Lin Yunkai, and Zhang Yongkang, were all looking at him with admiration. These words were indeed grand.

"Brothers, do it!"

He Xiao raised the wine glass and drank it all in one go. Many employees also started to make excuses and all followed suit.

Then, a group of people came to toast and the scene became lively.

Chinese people like to drink, and the wine table culture has a history of many years, especially when paired with a small barbecue, the feeling suddenly came out.

Even in the end, red wine, white wine and beer all appeared, and in the corner of the open-air platform, a pile of empty bottles of different colors piled up all over the floor.

As the saying goes, use a small cup first and then a cup, and blow it against the bottle after using a small bowl.

Basically, after this set, everyone drank under the table.

Zhang Yongkang and Lin Yunkai got in first, and they were all in a mess.

Zhang Wei squatted on the ground while eating skewers, while talking about his life ideals with a girl in charge of modeling in Yuxian Studio.

Tang Ming himself has a bad alcohol tolerance, and his status is great, which attracts many people to come to him to drink. At this time, he swayed and lifted the curtains of the table and got in.

This meal was eaten by people and horses.

After all, there are many precious red wines collected by Zhang Yongkang, and their potential is extraordinary.

In the end, only a few people were left to have a clear consciousness.

Fortunately, He Xiao had announced his decision to take a break tomorrow before, otherwise he would have been late the next day.

He was sitting on a chair at this time, his face was red, but his consciousness was clear. He squinted his eyes and looked at the corpse tilted around him, smiled silently, then touched his pocket and wanted to smoke a cigarette.

Although he quit smoking, he still has the habit of carrying cigarettes with him, not for smoking for himself, but for others to share.

Originally, he could control his smoking sucking well, but today he didn't know what happened. Perhaps because he was drunk, he wanted to smoke one.

After touching the pants pocket for a long time, I took out a box of white-packaged cigarettes, took out one and hung it in my mouth, and suddenly I found that I didn't have a lighter.

He searched in all his trouser pockets with his hands, and finally he found a half-soaked lighter in a wine glass on the dining table.

I took it out and pressed it several times before I started igniting the fire. Just as I was about to put it to my mouth, suddenly a fragrant wind blew and threw the fire on my face.

Randomly, I saw a pair of slender and fair hands reaching in front of him, gently took down the cigarette in his mouth, and put it in the box to put it in the box.

He Xiao raised his head a little slow, and saw Zhang Ya's long hair spread like a waterfall on her shoulders, looking down at him with a smile.

"Wife...hehehe."

Although He Xiao was sober, he was not vegetarian or not, which released some of his instincts to the point where he was no longer so shy and talked more.

After seeing Zhang Ya, she smiled foolishly.

"The wife is here."

Zhang Ya also had a smile on her lips. She gently touched He Xiao's hair and took the initiative to cater to her: "You are drunk too much, can you go home with your wife, okay?"

"Go home? I won't go home! I didn't drink too much! Where is Lao Zhang? Zhang Yongkang! Come out and drink two kilograms of white rice with me!"

Facing the gentle Zhang Ya, He Xiao didn't know what was wrong. His previous awakening seemed to be gone, and he suddenly wanted to be presumptuous.

"Okay, then you didn't drink too much, would you please go out for a bus with me?"

Zhang Ya was very patient and helped him up from the chair, tidied up his collar, and said with a smile.

"Himmer, okay..." He Xiao stood up suddenly, his stomach surging, and finally he was hit by a long wine gap, then rubbed his stomach and smiled foolishly.

Zhang Ya didn't mind either. Although it was the first time she saw He Xiao after drinking too much in the true sense, she didn't dislike it.

After all, everyone is ordinary, and those who drink that cup of water are not boiled water after all. Even if a mature and steady person comes, he will definitely show a fool after pouring so many red and white beer.

She just supported He Xiao, took him carefully up the steps, and then drove him home.

"Hug your wife~"

"good."

"My wife's car looks so good, I want one too."

"I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"Can I drive this car in my wife?"

"No."

“…”

This night was destined to be sleepless, as if because he knew that he had a backing behind him that he could trust and rely on forever. He Xiao, known as the "Dixin God of Baccarat", was really unconscious.

Zhang Ya didn't sleep much that night. She took care of the drunk He Xiao, took off his clothes, covered him with a quilt, and occasionally helped him to the bathroom to vomit.

Before he knew it, a long and short night finally passed. The red sun jumped out of the horizon, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the bedroom. He Xiao rubbed his eyes and opened his eyes sleepyly.

Hiss, it's broken...

He completely forgot what happened last night. Just as he was thinking hard, the bedroom door was pushed open. Zhang Ya came to the bedside wearing a home clothes and a bowl of longevity noodles, and smiled gently at him.
Chapter completed!