The reason why life is beautiful is because of regrets and madness...

If a person has never been crazy once in his life and is very rational in every decision, then it would not be exciting enough.

The long black hair, like a waterfall, spreads...

The eyes are back to the place where you look forward, the fragrant water flows. The plain bones condense ice, and the soft green onions dipped in the snow, and I still remember the deep meaning of the melon.

The flower path has never been swept by the guest, and the cloak door will be opened for you now.

That night, Jiang Xiaobai had a dream, a wonderful dream, and a dream that made people feel endless aftertaste.

He didn't see the person in the dream clearly, but he felt that the other person's figure was a little familiar.

But he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, as if he was a layer of mist. He tried hard to see who the other person was, but he couldn't see clearly.

The spring breeze blew gently, and waves appeared on the river. The ups and downs were like waves surging, sometimes flat, sometimes turbulent, sometimes need to bow down and bend over, sometimes there is a unique world.

The sea water slapped the shore, emitting soft and charming wonderful syllables.

The next morning, when Jiang Xiaobai woke up, the sun shone through the curtains and it had already spread all over the room.

I looked at the messy bed, wrinkled shirt, messy hair, and a smell of sweat and alcohol all over my body.

Jiang Xiaobai felt a little ache in his head, and sat up against the bed, grabbed the cigarette from the nightstand and lit it and started smoking.

I drank too much last night, but why did I come back? I can't remember it. It's either Li Longquan, Zhao Xiaojin and Song Xin.

There is no doubt about this.

But last night's dream? Did I have been out for a long time? But it's not. I have been out for a few days!

How come you have such a dream when you just go out?

And this dream is so real. Fortunately, although my clothes are wrinkled and a little messy, I am still wearing them. Otherwise, I might really think that would be true.

It was just a dream, and Jiang Xiaobai didn't think much about it and was interrupted by the knock on the door.

"Bang bang bang."

"Who?"

"Dr. Jiang, I, Zhao Xiaojin." Zhao Xiaojin's crisp voice sounded from outside the door.

Jiang Xiaobai got out of bed and opened the door for Zhao Xiaojin.

As soon as Zhao Xiaojin entered the door, she frowned and said, "Mr. Jiang, what's the smell of your room?"

As he said that, Zhao Xiaojin opened the curtains and opened the window to ventilate Jiang Xiaobai's room.

"What's the taste? The wine tastes good, do you still have the face to ask? Yesterday, Song Xin celebrated her birthday, but you poured me too much." Jiang Xiaobai said with a dark face.

"I... the birthday star is the biggest, then..." Zhao Xiaojin said, and saw a long hair on the bed.

His eyes suddenly became narrow and he couldn't continue to say anything in his mouth.

"You can drink with me if you are the eldest birthday boy. Zhao Xiaojin, I will tell you, if you do this again, I will wear you shoes in the future."

Jiang Xiaobai threatened viciously and pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray.

But Zhao Xiaojin did not respond. When Jiang Xiaobai saw it, Zhao Xiaojin looked straight and looked at the bed in a daze.

"Oh, what are you thinking about?" Jiang Xiaobai shouted, and Zhao Xiaojin finally realized.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay." Zhao Xiaojin shook her head and said.

"Where is Song Xin?"

"Director Song, Director Song is resting in his house. I just passed by. Director Song said he drank too much last night and had a day off today." Zhao Xiaojin said.

"I drank too much, it's not that I remember she didn't drink much." Jiang Xiaobai muttered.

"Okay, you go out. I'll take a shower and change my clothes." Jiang Xiaobai said as he got up and closed the window.

"Okay." Zhao Xiaojin hurriedly exited the room, then quickly returned to his room. As soon as he closed the door, Zhao Xiaojin leaned against the door and gasped.

Have you done something wrong or have you discovered something?

There were two long hairs on the bed, which was nothing. It was normal for Director Song to send Mr. Jiang back and put it on the bed to drop one or two long hairs.

But think about yesterday, Director Song asked him to have two more drinks with Mr. Jiang.

I didn't figure it out yesterday, but now I think about it...

But instead, Zhao Xiaojin shook his head. He might have really thought about it too much. How could this be possible?

It's impossible. I must have thought too much. Besides, I talked about the leader's private affairs, why do I think so much?

Even if that ridiculous idea was true, the only thing I did was probably having a problem with drinking with Mr. Jiang last night.

But...how could I think of it... forget it and don't think about it anymore.

The little secretary is also an optimistic person. He doesn't think about things he can't understand. Why do you think so much?

On the other hand, Jiang Xiaobai changed his clothes and went out after taking a shower. Before going out, he called the front desk.

Let's change the bed sheets and quilt covers in the house.

"Bang bang bang."

"Who?"

"Xin'er, I..." Jiang Xiaobai stood at the door of Song Xin's room.

"Mr. Jiang, what's the matter?" Song Xin didn't open the door, and her voice came from afar from the room.

"You open the door and Zhao Xiaojin said you drank too much yesterday and felt uncomfortable..." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Well, my head hurts. I won't go out today. I'm sleeping and sleepy..." Song Xin's voice came.

Seeing that Song Xin had no intention of opening the door, Jiang Xiaobai told her a few words and asked someone out and went to Huaqing Electrical Appliances.

But I was still a little confused. Why did I drink too much, but what happened if I didn’t open the door?

Didn't you get up and you were too lazy to open the door? This is a thing of the past.

Jiang Xiaobai was confused here, and the front desk of the hotel on the other side was also a little confused.

I asked the bed sheets to be delivered last night, and I asked the bed sheets to be replaced in the room early this morning.

What? Are these two guests obsessed with cleanliness or what's going on?

Song Xin's room, Jiang Xiaobai was left, and Song Xin breathed a sigh of relief and then fell asleep in a drowsy way.

"Hey, who?" Jiang Shuwen answered the phone.

"I, Jiang Xiaobai." Jiang Xiaobai called out the phone from Jiang Shuwen Factory in the office of Wang Chao of Huaqing Electrical Appliances.

"Mr. Jiang, why did you call here? Have you come to Jinling?" Jiang Shuwen asked with a smile.

"Well, how about it? Do you have time? Please have a meal and get together." Jiang Xiaobai invited.

"If you have time, you must have time. We ask you and you will decide the location." Jiang Shuwen said cheerfully.

Since he met Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Xiaobai has helped a lot.

Jiang Shuwen was particularly grateful to Jiang Xiaobai in his heart, but he knew that Jiang Xiaobai was a big shot and was busy with work.

He was embarrassed to always contact Jiang Xiaobai to disturb him.

But when Jiang Xiaobai arrived in Jinling, it goes without saying that he was not busy at work, but even if he was busy at work, he had to take time to come out.
Chapter completed!