Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Sunlight shone into the room through the cracks in the curtains. Yang Dongjie opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment around him in confusion. Then he turned to look at Dong Yao lying next to him and breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no need to be afraid when you wake up from a hangover and find yourself in a strange environment, but if you are surrounded by a strange woman, you will be in trouble.

"What time is it?" Yang Dongjie's movements woke Dong Yao up, and Dong Yao, who arched her head and wanted to continue sleeping, asked in a low voice.

Yang Dongjie rummaged through the clothes randomly thrown on the ground for his cell phone, "It's past eleven o'clock and it's almost twelve o'clock."

"Oh." Dong Yao responded vaguely. He didn't open his eyes at all and seemed to still want to sleep. But the next moment he realized, "Twelve o'clock at night?"

"What do you think?" Yang Dongxu pointed to the sunlight that shone through the slits of the unclosed curtains.

"It's past the time for morning accounting." Dong Yao sat up in a panic, looking for her own clothes to put on her body. Seeing Yang Dongjie still sitting there in a daze, she urged, "Hurry up, you're already late.

Are you not in a hurry?"

"Why are you late? It's like you need to go to work at a fixed time. You are the boss and you can go to the company anytime." Yang Dongjie said.

"Still talking about me, are you still different?" Dong Yao complained.

And Yang Dongjie also started looking for clothes to put on. Although he said that he was the boss, he really didn't feel at ease if he didn't go to the studio to take a look.

"Where's my cell phone? I'll call and talk first." Just as she put on her underwear, Dong Yao remembered something and began to search for her cell phone. Finally, she found it under the quilt and saw that there were more than a dozen missed calls on it.

Most of them were called by the Internet cafe clerk. Dong Yao quickly called back and told the clerk that there would be no accounting today. He heard that the night shift clerk had not yet gotten off work because he had not completed the accounting.

Just tell the night shift clerk a hundred yuan as compensation, and then let them do the handover first, and let the night shift clerk go back to sleep first.

Seeing Dong Yao calling, Yang Dongjie also started calling, telling everyone in the studio to be busy first, and that he could not go there in the afternoon because he had something to do.

"Do you think we really don't have the destiny to be bosses? My brother has so many companies and manages so many people. He usually takes a few children to play around and looks very relaxed.

We only have one studio and one internet cafe, so it seems like we don’t have enough time every day.” Yang Dongjie complained while shaking his head.

He drank too much yesterday, and seemed to have mixed several kinds of wine together, which made him still a little dizzy, as if he was half asleep.

"How long have you been the boss? How long have we been in business? Take your time." Dong Yao looked more sober than Yang Dongjie.

In fact, Dong Yao is a better drinker than Yang Dongjie, and is more resistant to alcohol after a hangover. Yang Dongjie's drinking capacity was basically developed by drinking beer on his classmates' birthdays.

Although his father is a drunkard at home, he is very strict with him. My aunt seems to be afraid that her son will become a drunkard like his father, so she is very strict with him.

So even if it was a festival or a banquet at home, he would just drink several times of beer, without any chance to exercise his drinking capacity.

But Dong Yao is different. Since she started filming, she has participated in drinking parties a lot, and her drinking capacity has been trained little by little.

"How did we get back to the room last night? Where are Zhang Qian and the others?" Dong Yao asked.

"I don't know, I just know that after dinner, some people from Zhanghai insisted on singing and howling like ghosts. Then Brother Yu brought a few people and the atmosphere was quite good. Then they drank more and more. I don't remember the last thing.

But it should be fine, we are still in Huishan Villa and have not gone out, so we are probably resting in other rooms." Yang Dongjie said.

The owner of this villa is a friend of his elder brother. When he went to sing before, there was a dedicated waiter to receive him. Yu Feihong also came over once during the period. It was precisely because Yu Feihong came over and brought several Internet celebrities that he had such a fun time.

So as long as he was in the villa, nothing could happen to him. He would have been drunk without even looking at him. When he woke up, he slept in the luxurious suite and even Dong Yao was with him.

"Where are you going?" Yang Dongjie was still putting on his trousers, but Dong Yao, who was simply tidying up, hurriedly walked out.

"Go and see where Zhang Qian is. You stinky men are okay. What if something happens to Zhang Qian after drinking so much?" Dong Yao said anxiously. At this time, the last bit of drunkenness was also consumed because she was worried about the safety of her best friend.

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"Where are you going to look for her? You don't know which room she was assigned to."

"What should we do?" Dong Yao was so anxious that she almost cried. If her best friend drank too much and was found dead, it would be a big sin.

"Call the front desk and ask. They will definitely know. It's still in the villa. It should be fine." Yang Dongjie comforted him.

There is a telephone number at the front desk in the room, and in addition to this number, there are also telephone numbers for various facilities in the swimming pool, restaurant, racecourse, etc.

These are mainly so that guests can directly call and make reservations in advance when they want to play something. For example, if they want to go bowling, if there are too many people on the phone, they don’t have to make a wasted trip and can choose other activities.

Yang Dongjie also saw the words Oulan Villa on a series of contact number signs and was sure that he was still in the villa, so he was so calm.

"Yes, yes, contact the front desk." Dong Yao reacted and quickly dialed the number on the sign.

An hour later, a few people met in the club restaurant after washing up.

Although everyone patted their heads from time to time, it was obvious that the influence of last night's hangover had not completely subsided. But after washing, they were in good spirits, but their clothes were still as wrinkled as yesterday.

Fortunately, I didn't vomit on my body yesterday, and although my clothes were wrinkled, they didn't smell sour.

"Why are your clothes so clean and tidy?" Zhang Qian couldn't help asking when she saw that Yang Dongjie and Dong Yao's clothes were not as wrinkled as theirs when they arrived at the restaurant.

Zhang Hai and others also looked at the two people.

"Just ask the waiter to dry-clean it for you for half an hour, which is just the time it takes to take a shower." Dong Yao said.

Hezhang and others looked speechless, but even though they were all in Wuyu, their expressions were different. Zhang Hai and Guo Jing were the kind of people who slapped their foreheads in annoyance like "Why didn't I think of that?" They secretly sighed that they had little experience and didn't expect that.

There is also this function here.

He Zhang and Zhang Qian were a little embarrassed. They both thought they had seen the world, but they didn't expect to make a fool of themselves at this time.

Of course, this feeling of shame is their own self-perception. In fact, neither Yang Dongxu nor Zhang Hai have this awareness at all. This is their own trouble.

Dong Yao noticed the look on her best friend's face, but it would be wrong to talk too much at this time. The best way is to change the subject, so she said, "What are your plans for today, especially Zhang Qian? You don't have class in the morning?"

Zhang Hai and others were students, and those who skipped classes once or twice would most likely be punished. Unlike Zhang Qian, she was a teacher. Skipping classes without saying hello would have a bad impact.

Zhang Qian was shocked when she heard Dong Yao's question. She immediately opened her phone and looked at the class schedule before she breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, I have classes in the afternoon."