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The women listened quietly to Zeng Jingyi's words, and then looked at the people lying on the ground again, and seemed to feel that the smell in the room was not so bad.

"Open the window, clean up the floor, throw all the dirty clothes of several people into the toilet, and let them wash it by themselves tomorrow." The agent Xiao Liu, who had been silent for the whole time, kept his tone cold.

First there was Zeng Jingyi, and then Xiao Liu also expressed his position. Juzi stamped his feet: "Those people are lucky. Jingyi and Xiao Liu are protecting them. Damn it, if you want to clean, then be quick with your actions. Those who don't want to are here." You can just stand at the door for a while or go back to the company."

As he said that, Juzi started to sort out the dirty clothes of several people.

When Zeng Jingyi saw Juzi taking action, she also walked towards Xia Haoyang with a smile and took off his dirty clothes.

Xiao Liu also pulled Tianci and Han Xiyu's dirty clothes off their bodies.

The others looked at each other and sighed. Although they looked reluctant, no one stood at the door or returned to the company. They all started to help: opening windows, mopping the floor, and wiping the tables. . .

When they really got to work, the few people moved very quickly. In just ten minutes, the vomit on the ground had been cleaned up, and everyone's face was washed a little with water.

The smell of alcohol in the room was difficult to get rid of for a while, but a few people also thought of a way, that is, turning on the fan. Not to mention the effect was quite good. After they finished handling the vomit, the room would not be so smelly.

"Little Mengyan is smart. Turning on the fan works really well. I don't even feel the smell anymore. I originally said I would wear perfume." Qin Jiali sniffed hard with her nose.

"Spraying perfume is a bad idea, it smells worse when mixed with vomit."

"I'm already hungry. There are still so many dishes. Let's eat." Qin Jiali touched her stomach.

"There are hot pot bases, sesame sauce, and fresh vegetables in the refrigerator. Don't eat what's on the table. Let's cook it again."

"Okay, let's cook it again so we don't eat what they left. I don't know if it was spit into the hot pot." Qin Jiali looked disgusted.

"Although I can guarantee that they did not vomit in the hot pot and only vomited after falling on the ground, I also suggest that they cook it again. This pot is too salty. Let's eat something lighter." Hong Ling said with a smile.

"Cheers! Drink till you die!"

If you really want to talk about it, Qin Jiali's words are the most special and charming.

The second hot pot banquet in the rental house began. The first one lasted from 1 pm to 10 pm, with five men and one woman. In the end, all five men fell down; the second one was much more elegant, with seven girls laughing and having fun. We ate for more than an hour and no one got drunk.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, a few girls went downstairs to play in the snow, built a snowman, and looked at the fireworks in the sky.

This is what life is like.

After that, they did not choose to go back to the company to sleep, but slept on two beds in Xia Haoyang's rental house.

They slept on two beds, one bed for five people and the other for two people.

The five men continued to sleep on the living room floor. Well, Xia Haoyang had a little better luck and was moved to the sofa.

Originally, there was room for one person to sleep on the sofa. Several girls wanted to move Lao Xie to the sofa, but Hong Ling refused. She said: "The fat man is a good man. He can sleep on the sofa, Lao Xie? Or let him sleep on the floor?" Right." After saying that, he hummed.

At this point, Ju Zi also said angrily: "Yeah, Zhao Yishen only deserves to sleep on the floor."

Even Lao Xie and Zhao Yishen could only sleep on the floor, but Tianci and Han Xiyu even more so, so Xia Haoyang enjoyed the "good guy" treatment of sleeping on the sofa.

We slept until dawn. At around seven o'clock in the morning, Xia Haoyang, Zhao Yishen and others woke up one after another. Zhao Yishen woke up, sat on the ground and kicked his feet. Then Lao Xie also woke up. Within a few minutes, the four people on the ground woke up. But he still sat on the ground with his eyes half closed.

Xia Haoyang also sat up straight, looked around with squinted eyes, and found that he was sitting on the sofa without paying attention, and even fell down and fell asleep again.

The other people who had already woken up saw Xia Haoyang falling down again, and without thinking anything, they leaned back and fell asleep again.

She didn't sleep for long this time. The girl in the room woke up refreshed. When she saw the five grown men outside the room still sleeping, Juzi got angry and took a copper basin for washing her face, and then shouted loudly around a few people. The knock started.

"Get up!"

The effect was excellent. The five old men suddenly woke up. They sat upright with spring-like reflexes and then stood up one after another.

"Hey, where are my clothes?"

"Honey, you must be the one taking care of us. You are so kind." Zhao Yishen was flattering Juzi.

"Hong Ling, thank you." Lao Xie did his best and quickly imitated Zhao Yishen to show his kindness to his girlfriend.

Xia Haoyang looked around. No, he shouldn't have slept on the sofa yesterday, and he was the only one of five people covered with a blanket. This is unscientific.

He scratched his head, his head still not realizing what happened.

"What should we eat in the morning?" Han Xiyu asked unconsciously while scratching his itch.

"Eat, you still want to eat! Eat it for me!" Juzi shouted.

"No, I won't eat it!" Han Xiyu was so frightened that half of his soul was gone.

Tianci said in a flattering manner: "Sister Juzi, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Happy New Year. I wish you a happy New Year."

"Yes, yes, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year and the Chinese New Year. Let's be festive. It's not good to quarrel. Happy New Year to Juzi, Happy New Year to Jingyi, Happy New Year to Xiao Liu and so on. Happy New Year to everyone." Lao Xie also quickly curried favor. Said.

"Brother Xie is a bad guy, what do you mean, wait, don't we deserve names?" Shao Minzhi and Qin Jiali said in unison.

"My fault, I was wrong. Happy New Year to Jiali, Happy New Year to Minzhi, Happy New Year to Xiao Mengyan, and Happy New Year to everyone." Lao Xie quickly admitted his mistake and apologized.

"Don't rush to greet the New Year, don't change the subject, do you know what you have committed?" Juzi looked at the few people seriously.

The five bosses glanced at each other with embarrassed expressions on their faces, and glanced at each other. They seemed to have noticed that Xia Haoyang was treated differently, so they all winked to let the fat man speak.

The fat man understood what everyone meant and coughed: "I had a few drinks yesterday, mainly just to be happy."

"Yes, happy!" Others quickly helped.

"Everyone does what they do when they're happy. We're drunk. It's our fault. We won't do it next time." Xia Haoyang's expression was serious and righteous.

"You didn't even see our Spring Festival Gala performance yesterday?" Qin Jiali pouted.

"Watch the replay today! Be sure to watch the replay, three times! We were wrong yesterday, let's watch the replay now! There must be a broadcast at this point!" Xia Haoyang looked for the TV remote control on the coffee table in a panic, intending to turn on the TV.