By the way, Zhao Zhihuan lives in a standard deluxe room with one bedroom and one living room!
Zhao Zhihuan was born into a noble family, and his family had a material foundation, so naturally the place he lived in was particularly classy.
The tank of goldfish on the table, the bonsai placed in the corner, and the countless photo frames hanging on the wall.
The extremely elegant colors of black and white in the room show how noble Zhao Zhihuan is!
Zhao Zhihuan helped Zhang Zixuan to sit on the sofa, then got up and went to the kitchen to pour water for Zhang Zixuan.
Although Zhao Zhihuan is a CEO, he is very careful in some aspects. He knows that drunk people are particularly prone to thirst, so he immediately made preparations for Zhang Zixuan.
Although Zhao Zhihuan knew that Zhang Zixuan could not sober up for a while, he still hoped that Zhang Zixuan could wake up soon and return to his home, because he had one room and one living room and could not live there at all.
Two grown men.
And besides, Zhao Zhihuan has always had a little mysophobia, so when he saw Zhang Zixuan sitting on his sofa and constantly breathing out, he felt as if he saw a big germ spreading there, and he felt very unhappy.
Comfortable.
When Zhao Zhihuan was in the kitchen thinking about what he should give Zhang Zixuan to sober up, a "clang" sound came from the living room.
This sound was so harsh in the empty room that it startled Zhao Zhihuan in the kitchen!
Zhao Zhihuan hurriedly came out of the kitchen and saw Zhang Zixuan holding an ashtray and smiling cheerfully at the fish tank on the table. Not far from him, there was a broken photo frame lying on the ground. It was obviously the picture that Zhang Zixuan had just punched.
came down.
This guy is drunk and crazy again! Zhao Zhihuan felt helpless in his heart. This drunk man can really do anything!
As soon as Zhao Zhihuan saw what was in Zhang Zixuan's hand, he knew that he was going to attack the fish tank on the table immediately, so he suddenly shouted over there:
"Zhang Zixuan, what are you doing!"
By the way, Zhao Zhihuan worked so hard to get everything in this room! He has put in so much effort to decorate this room. Now seeing that Zhang Zixuan is about to ruin all his hard work, what can Zhao Zhihuan not do?
So excited!
Zhang Zixuan raised his head and smiled at Zhao Zhihuan. A devilish smile appeared on his face for a moment, and he smashed the ashtray against the fish tank on the table.
There was a "clang", the fish tank broke, and a few bright little raindrops kept beating back and forth on the table.
Zhao Zhihuan's eyes turned green this time. He had seen irrational people before, but he had never seen anyone as drunk and crazy as Zhang Zixuan.
Looking at the goldfish that was still beating on the table, Zhao Zhihuan immediately ran into the kitchen, trying to find a container to put the goldfish in.
But just as his hand touched a glass bowl, a louder sound came from the living room.
Zhao Zhihuan's hand loosened and the bowl in his hand hit the ground again.
He didn't have time to tidy up everything in the kitchen, so he hurried out and saw Zhang Zixuan holding a golf club and standing next to the green bonsai, smiling.
Zhao Zhihuan felt that his lungs were about to burst with anger! What on earth was going on? He had just left for a while, but Zhang Zixuan once again attacked the things in the room.
But the guy in front of him was still smiling happily at himself, with a heartless smile on his face, which made Zhao Zhihuan feel dazzled all the time.
Zhao Zhihuan stepped forward, pulled Zhang Zixuan, pressed him on his lap, and spanked him hard on the butt!
This guy really didn't do anything for a day, and his perfectly good home was ruined by him, as if the Japanese had come in and raided it.
Thinking about the room that he had spent several years decorating, Zhao Zhihuan felt a surge of anger rushing directly into his heart. He became even more powerful in striking.
"Bah bang bang!"
The sounds coming from the room were somewhat ambiguous, but the two parties involved had no idea!
"ah!"
Zhang Zixuan cried out in pain and kept slapping his hands on the ground. He was confused and didn't know what mistake he had made to make Zhao Zhihuan treat him like this.
"Let's see if you still dare!"
Zhao Zhihuan looked at the room full of people as if they had been robbed by the Japanese. He felt increasingly unhappy and vented all the grievances he had suffered tonight to Zhang Zixuan.
Zhang Zixuan twisted his body, escaped from Zhao Zhihuan's hand, quickly took the golf club, and swung it directly at Zhao Zhihuan.
Zhao Zhihuan looked at Zhang Zixuan's posture and finally realized that he really couldn't mess with drunk people. After all, Zhang Zixuan was already using all his strength to kill him. So Zhao Zhihuan flexibly lowered his head to avoid it.
Although Zhang Zixuan had a weapon in his hand, drunk people are a little confused after all, so he did not hit Zhao Zhihuan.
Looking at the increasingly arrogant Zhang Zixuan, Zhao Zhihuan felt that his patience had reached the limit. This guy could still treat him like this when he was drunk. Zhao Zhihuan suddenly felt that Zhang Zixuan really had some backbone!
So when Zhang Zixuan swung over next, he took out the golf club and grabbed it hard.
Seeing this, Zhang Zixuan immediately dropped the club in his hand, his eyes fell on the phone on the table, and he stepped forward to grab it and throw it at Zhao Zhihuan.
Now Zhang Zixuan uses whatever he sees as a weapon, but Zhao Zhihuan treats him as his enemy!
Zhao Zhihuan saw Zhang Zixuan's purpose and stepped forward and threw him to the ground fiercely.
"You, what are you going to do?" Zhang Zixuan hesitated, his drunken tongue was a bit loud.
Zhao Zhihuan didn't have time to explain to this drunkard, so he ripped off Zhang Zixuan's belt and tied his hands and feet directly.
Zhang Zixuan couldn't move in Dong Ye at this time and directly cursed:
"Who are you? You're probably dueling!"
Zhao Zhihuan was upset by his shouting, so he picked up a handful of toilet paper from the table and stuffed it directly into Zhang Zixuan's mouth.
"Uh huh."
All of a sudden, the room slowly became quiet.
Zhao Zhihuan stepped forward and directly lifted Zhang Zixuan up, then carried him to his bedroom, threw him directly on the bed, and covered Zhang Zixuan with a quilt.
After Zhang Zixuan struggled for a while and saw no response, he slowly fell asleep.
Zhao Zhihuan saw that Zhang Zixuan finally calmed down, sighed, and walked to the living room to start sorting out the things that Zhang Zixuan had smashed.