Chapter 940

The ancients couldn't afford to be honest and greedy, which was not a good thing.

The waiter, who has been watching nearby, wakes up when he hears the news. He lifts his chin from the table and rubs his eyes:

"Mr. Tan, are you awake?" Vocal tract.

Yeah?

"Are you?"

Tan Yiming was surprised by the sudden sound. The next second, he looked for the voice and looked in the past.

"Mr. Tan, I'm the waiter of the hotel. After Miss Su sent you here last night, let me watch over you!"

Evening snow?

Can oneself yesterday not be in Emperor Huang and old three old four together?

How could it be that the evening snow sent himself over?

"Mr. Tan, I'll ask the chef to make you a bowl of wake-up wine soup?"

"Yes."

The waiter leaves quickly, and Tan Yiming, struggling to endure the hangover of drunkenness, gets out of bed and goes to the bathroom.

I don't like the smell on my body.

How much wine did you drink?

Oh, how much do you drink? Don't you have a B number in your mind?

Mr. Tan, sober up, can't remember how much he drank yesterday.

After taking a bath, I felt comfortable. I was wearing the bathrobe of the hotel. I found my mobile phone from the pocket of my suit on the ground.

Unfortunately, the cell phone is out of power.

Only charge first. Fortunately, every room in the five-star hotel is equipped with Android and apple chargers.

At this time, the waiter who left came back with the sobering soup just cooked by the kitchen and stood at the door knocking.

Tan Yiming kneads her forehead and opens the door.

"Mr. Tan, sobering soup."

"Thank you."

After that, a few drinks were finished.

Naturally, the waiter left with an empty bowl.

Drink wake up wine soup, headache reduced a lot, sit back on the chair, mobile phone also turned on.

Then call the assistant:

"XX Hotel, get me a set of clean clothes."

"Good, Mr. tan."

After that, Tan Yiming began to recall yesterday's events, but how to recall, many things can not remember, no impression at all.

Actually, I saw a lot of news from the small group. I wanted to ask what happened yesterday, but I didn't have to ask. When I climbed to the first floor and looked down, I could basically feel the situation.

So, did the snow really come last night?

And send yourself to the hotel?

Thinking of this, Tan Yiming began to smile.

However, is also recorded down the old four that account!

How can you describe yourself with the word "things"?

Oh, it seems that the skin is really itchy.

At the moment, Cao Chi, who was having breakfast with his old man at home, sneezed hard:

"who is scolding me?"

Old man Cao looked up and said:

"you don't see how much you owe. You are light. Be careful that you will be covered with sacks one day!"

Oh.

"Old man, how distrustful are you in your own gang?"

As the prince on the road, I'm afraid no one has the courage to cover sacks?

"Not necessarily."

"Old man, are you my father?"

Can my father say that?

"Oh, in fact, I don't want to. Tell me about you. What's the use of eating and doing?"

Cao Chi was make complaints about his father's Tucao, and he didn't even want to eat breakfast.

"Well, I won't eat, old man. You can eat it yourself."

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

Don't say, if unfamiliar people look at it, you really don't think it's a pair of father and son.

...

Hotel.

Assistant Qian personally carried the clothes his boss wanted to the door of the hotel room:

kowtow...

"Mr. Tan, it's me!"

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!