Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The Ancients could not be more honest. Drinking too much was indeed not a good thing.
The male attendant who had been standing by the side woke up when he heard the commotion. He supported his chin on the table and rubbed his eyes:
“Chairman Tan, are you awake?” He asked.
Eh?
“You are?”
The sudden voice surprised Tan Yiming. The next second, he looked towards the source of the voice.
“Chairman Tan, I’m a waiter in the hotel. After Miss Su sent you here last night, she asked me to keep an eye on you!”
Muxue?
But didn’t I stay with my third and fourth brother in Imperial Phoenix yesterday?
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How could it be Muxue who sent me here?
“Chairman tan, Can I ask the kitchen to prepare a bowl of hangover-cure soup for You?”
“Sure.”
The waiter quickly left, while Tan Yiming endured the hangover from being drunk and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.
The smell on him was disgusting.
How much did he drink?
Heh, how much did he drink? Did I not know?
Chairman Tan, who had came to his senses, really couldn’t remember how much he drank yesterday.
After taking a shower, he felt more comfortable. He put on the hotel bathrobe and took out his phone from the trouser pocket of his suit that was thrown on the ground.
Unfortunately, his phone was out of battery.
He could only charge it first. Fortunately, every guest room in a five-star hotel had an android and an Apple charger.
At this moment, the waiter who had left returned and he was holding the hangover-cure soup that the kitchen had just prepared. He stood at the door and knocked.
Tan Yiming rubbed his forehead and opened the door.
“Chairman Tan, the hangover-cure soup.”
“Thank you.”
After taking the bowl, he finished it in a few gulps.
The waiter naturally did not stay any longer and left with the empty bowl.
After drinking the hangover-cure soup, the headache lessened quite a bit. He sat back in his chair and his phone was also turned on.
Only then did he call his assistant:
“XX Hotel, prepare a set of clean clothes for me.”
“Yes, chairman Tan.”
After that, Tan Yiming began to recall what happened yesterday. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember many things. He had no recollection at all.
However, he saw that there were quite a number of messages in the small group. He clicked on it and wanted to ask what happened yesterday. But there was no need to ask. He scrolled up to the first floor and looked down. He could basically understand the situation.
So, Muxue really came last night?
And she even sent him to the hotel?
‘When he thought of this, Tan Yiming’s face started to smile.
However, he also noted fourth brother for all of this!
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He actually used the word ‘thing’ to describe himself?1
Heh, it seemed that his skin really itched.
At this moment, Cao Chi, who was at home having breakfast with his old man, fiecerly sneezed:
“Who’s scolding me?”
Old Mr. Cao raised his head and looked at him:
“Don’t you see how annoying you are? Scolding you is a light punishment. Be careful that one day, you’ll be covered in a sack!”
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Heh.
“Old Man, how much do you not trust your own gang?”
As the tycoon’s son of the gang, probably no one would have the guts to put a burlap sack on him, right?
“That can not be sure of.”1
“Old Man, are you my biological father?”
Could his biological father say something like that?
“Oh, actually, I don’t really want to. Tell me about you. You eat whatever you want and fail at whatever you do. What’s the use of having you?”1
After being ridiculed by his father, Cao Chi suddenly didn’t even want to eat his breakfast.
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“Hmph, I don’t want to eat anymore. Old Man, you can eat by yourself.”
“Hurry up and get lost! Quickly, get lost!”
Needless to say, if someone who wasn’t familiar with them seeing all these, they really wouldn’t think that they were a father and son pair.
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At the hotel.
Assistant Qian personally carried the clothes that his boss asked for to the entrance of the hotel room:
Knock knock…
“Chairman Tan, it’s me!”
