number one idol

Chapter 533 Drunkenness
studio.

Second floor deck.

Standing here, you can not only see the night view of Yanjing's Cheshuima Road, but also look up to 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 are celebrating a "victory".

As the leader, He Xiao had to speak a few words, and now he stood up, holding a wine glass in his hand, raised it high, and said loudly:
"Everyone, He Wanrong Studio's achievements today are inseparable from the hard work of everyone here. It is your hard work day and night that makes us a big crocodile that everyone looks up to in the industry today."

"Thanks to my manager Yu Ge for his dedication, to Mr. Zhang Yongkang and his team for their technical support, and to every actor who is willing to sign a contract with He Wanrong's studio. They have worked hard silently for so many days and accompanied me to create "Crazy" together. Charlotte Annoyance," the play."

"Of course, there is no sincerity in just being grateful. I decided that according to the box office of "Charlotte Annoyance", everyone who participated in it will be rewarded at the end of the year!"

After He Xiao finished his speech, there was loud applause all around, and many people whistled excitedly.

"Mr. He, you are too wise!"

"Mr. He, I will 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 people, so He Xiao knows what contemporary young people value most.

They don't regard work as important as the older generation, and they don't need to talk about the future and ideals. After all, the ideal of post-90s is to make money.

Therefore, He Xiao directly threw out the most substantive things, bonuses and dividends!
He still learned this trick from the boss of Jingdong in the world of black mobile phones.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the effect was surprisingly good. Both old employees and new employees were full of energy.

Even Yu Xiao, Lin Yunkai, Zhang Yongkang and other big brothers with certain experience, all looked at him with admiration, these few words were indeed impressive.

"Brothers, let's do it!"

He Xiao raised his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. Many employees also booed and followed suit.

Afterwards, a group of people came over 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 comes out all at once.

Even in the end, the scene was out of control. Red wine, white wine, and beer all appeared on the stage. In the corner of the open-air platform, a pile of empty bottles of different colors were placed all over the floor.

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

Basically, after this set, everyone drank to the bottom of the table.

Zhang Yongkang and Lin Yunkai got in first, and they were talking nonsense.

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

Tang Ming's capacity for alcohol is not very good, coupled with the fact that the cafe is big, many people came to ask him for a drink. At this time, he swayed and lifted the curtain of the table, and got in.

This meal is a meal that turns people off their backs.

You must know that many of them are precious red wines collected by Zhang Yongkang, and their stamina is not ordinary.

In the end, there are only a few people who are still conscious.

Fortunately, He Xiao had announced his decision to take a rest tomorrow, otherwise he might be late as a group the next day.

He was sitting on a chair at this time, his face was smoky, but his consciousness was very clear. He squinted his eyes and looked at the corpses lying around, smiled silently, then touched his pocket, wanting to smoke a cigarette.

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

Originally, he was able to restrain the desire to smoke very well, but today he didn't know what happened, maybe it was because he drank too much, so he especially wanted to smoke one.

After fumbling in his trouser pocket for a long time, he took out a box of cigarettes wrapped in white, skillfully pulled out one and put it in his mouth, and suddenly realized that he didn't have a lighter.

His hands were busy searching all the pockets on his body, and finally he found a half-soaked lighter in a wine glass not far away.

I took it out and pressed it several times before lighting it up, but before I put it in my mouth to light the cigarette, a gust of fragrant wind blew, blowing the fire into my face.

Immediately, he saw a beautiful white palm stretched out in front of him, gently took the cigarette dangling from his mouth, put it in the box and packed it, with an elegant and brisk movement.

He Xiao raised his head a little slowly, and saw Zhang Ya with long hair hanging over his shoulders like a waterfall, looking down at him with a smile on his face.

"Daughter-in-law...hehehe."

Although He Xiao is conscious, the alcohol is not a vegetarian. It more or less released some of his instincts, making him less shy and talking more.

After seeing Zhang Ya, he showed a silly smile.

"Hey, my wife is here."

The corner of Zhang Ya's mouth also had a smile, she gently stroked He Xiao's hair, and said proactively, "You drink too much, go home with your wife, okay?"

"Go home? I'm not going home! I didn't drink too much! Where's Lao Zhang? Zhang Yongkang! Come out and drink two catties of white wine with me!"

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

"Okay, then you didn't drink too much, can you go out for a drive with me?"

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

"Hi, good..." He Xiao got up abruptly, his stomach churned, and finally took a long nap, rubbed his stomach, and said with a smirk.

Zhang Ya didn't mind either, although it was the first time she saw He Xiao's performance after drinking too much in a real sense, but she didn't dislike it.

After all, we are all ordinary people, and what we drink is not boiled water after all. No matter how mature and stable people come, they will definitely make a fool of themselves after pouring so much red and white beer.

She just supported He Xiao, took him downstairs carefully, and then drove him home.

"Daughter-in-law hug~"

"it is good."

"Daughter-in-law, this car is so beautiful, I want to have one too."

"I'll send you off tomorrow."

"Daughter-in-law, can I drive this car?"

"that's not allowed."

"..."

This night is destined to be sleepless, it seems that He Xiao, who is known as the "Bacchus", really fell unconscious because he knew that he had a backing that he could always trust and rely on.

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

Unknowingly, the long and short night finally passed, the red sun jumped out on the horizon, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning poured into the bedroom. He Xiao rubbed his eyes and opened them sleepily.

Hiss, it's broken...

He completely forgot what happened last night, leaning against the head of the bed trying to recall, but the bedroom door was pushed open.

Then I saw Zhang Ya in casual clothes, carrying a bowl of Changshou noodles with poached eggs with love, coming to the head of the bed, smiling gently at him.

"Happy birthday."

(End of this chapter)