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In the room after closing time, Youchan's slightly depressed blues music echoed gently in the vast space. Fang Zhongyu, one of the leaders, sat in the counter with the account book, but his eyes glanced at the door and the closed box from time to time. Three or two employees are doing the final cleaning work.
Not long after, another person in charge, Xing, unhurriedly pushed open the door and came in and walked to the counter.
"How long has he been here?" He asked Fang Zhongyu sitting in the counter.
"It didn't take long after lunch break. I have been drinking until now and there is no sign of leaving. " In the middle of the answer.
Xing Shao Xin raised his eyebrows in some surprise, and his lazy eyes were full of curiosity.
"His capacity for liquor is very good, and he can't see the appearance of drunkenness, but according to his virtue of drinking, I guess he is eight years old.
Is lovelorn! Fang Zhongyu made an inference after observation. That's why he informed Xiaoxin.
Lovelorn? Yuan Zhijie? Xing Shao Xin couldn't help sighing again.
"thank you! Zhong Ji, you should go first when the account is settled! " He lost a sentence and then turned to the box.
Xing didn't knock at the door, just pushed open the balcony door, saw at a glance Yuan Zhijie collapsed on the sofa chair, there were five or six empty bottles on the table in front of him, and he ...
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