When he was studying, Zhang Yuan got drunk quite a few times.

Not only was his head dizzy, but his stomach was also very uncomfortable. He wanted to vomit but couldn't.

And this time he obviously drank more than any other time before.

Maybe the wine was better, or maybe his physique was stronger.

In short, except that he couldn't lift his eyelids and his head was dizzy, he didn't feel very uncomfortable.

After barely opening his eyes a little, what caught his eye was Zhao Lin's beautiful face.

With a glance, it was pitch black outside the window.

He seemed to be lying on a soft bed. Judging from the surrounding environment, it should be a dormitory.

At this moment, Zhao Lin sat sideways at the head of the bed. After seeing the movement, he immediately whispered: "Mr. Zhang, you are awake, do you want some tea?"

After drinking so much white wine, Zhang Yuan felt his throat dry, so he nodded.

Zhao Lin helped him sit up with great effort, picked up the teacup on the bedside table, and carefully brought it to his mouth just like in the afternoon.

Zhang Yuan took a look.

There was a cartoon character printed on the side of the cup, and it was obvious that it was used by women.

"Mr. Zhang, I don't have disposable cups here. This is what I usually use." Zhao Lin explained hurriedly: "But it has been washed many times and is very clean."

He didn't hesitate and tried to drink a sip. The temperature of the tea was just right, not cold or hot.

Then he drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Lin's heart flashed a trace of joy, and then she said: "I'll go fill the tea."

Then, she twisted her body to make tea.

Zhang Yuan didn't know how to describe it.

This girl really wants to improve.

Don't consider details too carefully.

Just by this cup of tea, you can feel it.

Where is the tea at the right temperature, and she doesn't know when she will wake up.

It's just that when it cools down, it is poured out and re-made hot, and it repeats over and over again.

Zhang Yuan looked around again.

It can be confirmed that this is the single dormitory in the park, which is very small, only about ten square meters.

The bed under him is also very narrow, probably less than 1.5 meters.

Sniffing with the tip of his nose, he can still smell a faint fragrance.

Looking at the girl busying around, her expression still has a hint of fear.

He couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In the past, I dreamed of getting into Zhao Xiaolin's bed, but unfortunately she didn't give me a chance.

Now... this girl named Zhao Lin.

I dreamed of getting into her bed myself, but I was afraid that she wouldn't give me a chance.

I am still the same person, my body shape and appearance have not changed at all, only my social status has changed.

And this... is the most direct manifestation of power.

After a while, Zhao Lin came back and stood quietly beside Zhang Yuan, not even daring to sit down.

"Sit down, weren't you sitting well just now?" Zhang Yuan pointed to the seat beside him.

Zhao Lin sat down carefully and said with a smile: "Just now you were not awake, so I sat down with courage. Now I dare not sit without your permission."

"Do you need me to say whether you want to sit on your own bed?"

"Of course, I finally found a job, so I don't want to be fired."

Zhao Lin smiled sweetly, and then a bit of coquettishness appeared on her face: "Mr. Zhang, you are now the top leader of the company, and everything belongs to you."

That's what this sentence means.

The meaning of what the girl wants to express is very clear.

Everything, naturally including herself.

Zhang Yuan just smiled and did not respond.

To be honest, he really can't get interested in a woman like Zhao Lin.

The appearance of 88 is neither good nor bad, it would be fine if it was a full score.

It just happened to be lower than his own.

He has no shortage of women, and he really wants to grab a lot of perfect scorers.

Why bother to make do...

He wanted to leave directly, but he still felt dizzy after moving his head a little.

Anyway, he has been lying on this bed for so long, and it doesn't matter if he rests for a while. He might as well take a rest.

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes and asked, "What time is it now?"

Zhao Lin glanced at his phone: "It's past eleven o'clock in the evening."

"I didn't expect to sleep for seven hours casually. You have been here with me all the time?"

"Well, the chairman told me to take good care of you, of course I have to stay with you all the time."

"Where is the chairman? He is so drunk, can he go back?"

"No." Zhao Lin answered everything: "Director Xiao helped him to rest. Although Director Xiao is not married, he is usually very careful. He will definitely take good care of the chairman. You don't have to worry, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Yuan was too lazy to complain.

I'm not worried about anything.

That guy pointedMaybe she is having a good time.

They have been lovers for ten years. You can guess with your toes that you must go to bed to take care of them.

Fortunately, the old man still has a conscience and prepared one for himself.

Let’s not talk about whether to use it or not. At least there is a girl who can be used at will.

"Mr. Zhang, your phone rang several times when you fell asleep earlier. Do you want to check it?"

Zhang Yuan picked up the phone and unlocked it. There were quite a few messages.

Ning Yuwei asked if he would come back at night. If he didn’t, he would lock the door of the house.

Zhou Qianqian didn’t send messages very often. Today, she sent a shy expression for the first time.

The meaning is very clear. It is equivalent to saying that I miss you.

Gu Zhirou also sent a message not long ago:

〈I originally planned to tell my dad that I would meet your partner tomorrow, but he is not back yet. I won’t wait for him. I will go to bed first. It’s not too late to talk about it when we meet tomorrow. 〉

After Zhang Yuan replied to each of them, he finally opened Su Yun's WeChat.

This girl also joined in the fun, and sent the most messages, filling up the entire screen after opening it.

The first message was sent at around 4pm.

Su Su: 〈Classmate Chen Yuan, I have good news for you. My dad got promoted! 〉

〈But he drank a lot and couldn't explain what happened. It seems that he met a big boss who valued him very much and promoted him to warehouse supervisor! 〉

〈You don't know how happy my dad was. When he called, his tongue was curled. He talked to me for a long time and just refused to rest. 〉

〈I also told you this good news as soon as possible. You should also work hard! 〉

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan smiled.

It seems that this girl really regards her fictional "Chen Yuan" as a friend.

She can't help but share any happy things she encounters.

He continued to scroll down.

At around 9pm, the girl sent another message.

〈Why didn't you reply for so long?〉

〈Knock.jpg〉

〈Hey, are you okay? Did you forget to bring your phone?〉

Then several WeChat voice calls came in, but none of them went through.

Just when Zhang Yuan was about to reply, another message came.

〈I'll take a taxi to the School of Information now, wait for me!〉

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