After a meal that lasted until 10 o'clock, they drank quite a lot of wine, but they still hadn't had enough.
"No! It's the first month of the year, why should we disperse?"
"That's right! Master Wang, you're going to film tomorrow, and we don't know when you'll be back. How can we disperse now?"
"Let's go, let's go! We'll arrange another session to drink!"
"Don't bother! I've already booked Master Wang's seat!"
Lu Yichen, bootlicker No. 1, got up after lying dead for two hours. He waved the wine bottle and danced around happily.
It was hard to reject his kind offer. Considering that he was leaving the capital tomorrow, Wang Yan gritted his teeth and continued to accompany him.
The group of people walked to the entrance of the hotel. Dave was already waiting in front of the concierge car.