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The room was dark.

You can hear a man snoring continuously.

Suddenly, a cell phone rang. The tone sounded familiar. It was the song "Good Man" by the now popular Chinese girl group Tara.

The phone rang for a while but no one answered, so it stopped ringing and the room became quiet again.

It's very lively outside the window.

The sound of firecrackers, fireworks, and people cheering.

The view outside the window is also beautiful.

Thousands of lights converge in the darkness to create a beautiful picture of light and shadow.

Although it was already early morning,

Vehicles with double rows of headlights flashing on the road continued to pass by the hotel.

The difference between the prosperity and bustle of a big city and a small village may be at night.

"Uh~"

The man who was snoring just now tossed around in bed, as if he was feeling uncomfortable.

If you turn on the light, you can see that he is frowning with a ferocious expression.

The air conditioner was on in the room, at 28°, the most suitable temperature for sleeping at night, but the man's back and forehead were covered in sweat.

The person sleeping on the bed crawled a few steps toward the bed.

Yes, his sleeping position is different from that of most people who sleep on their backs or sides. If he lies on the bed alone, he likes to sleep on his stomach.

"Ugh~ vomit~"

Without getting up, he just lay there with his head hanging in the air and his body on the bed, vomiting onto the floor.

After vomiting, the man knew to move a little further into the bed, unconsciously shouting "Water, water, I want to drink water."

But there was no one else in the room except him, so naturally no one poured him some water.

But after shouting a few times, the man didn't care about drinking water and fell asleep again.

Another three hours.

"Ah, headache, it's so damn uncomfortable."

The man sobered up and sat up on the bed, but he still had his eyes closed and his head in his hands.

After squeezing the head hard with both hands for a while, the palms began to massage the temples in a clockwise direction.

After pressing for a long time and tapping his forehead gently, he slowly opened his eyes.

He opened his eyes, looked at the surroundings, took a deep breath through his nose, and then closed his eyes again.

"It stinks."

The man frowned and got up impatiently. He pulled open the curtains in the room, opened the window a crack, squinted his eyes and looked out the window. It was still dark, but the lights outside the window were bright.

After looking at it unconsciously for a while, my mind was still blank, and I turned and walked towards the bathroom.

No need to doubt.

Every drunk man probably won’t wake up unless he wakes up because he has to urinate.

After excreting the water in the body, he went to the living room, took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and drank it all in one gulp.

"Mm~Great!"

Not to mention drinking a glass of cold boiled water when your throat is dry, itchy and painful after drinking alcohol; even ordinary people would feel comfortable and drink a glass of cold and sweet boiled water in the middle of the night in the hot summer, just like drinking nectar.

Xia Haoyang drank the entire bottle of mineral water without leaving a drop, and then took out a second bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator.

This time he didn't drink it in a hurry like before. After unscrewing the bottle cap, he just took a light sip, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the still dazzling night view outside the window.

Now, he is completely awake, or in his own words, he is finally alive again.

After waking up, he became more sensitive to the surrounding environment. Waves of stench forced him to hold his breath.

Looking out the window in light that rivaled that of day, I saw that the floor beside the bed was covered in my own vomit.

Xia Haoyang frowned, chose to leave, and closed the door.

The presidential suite arranged for him by Xinan TV has two bedrooms, one of which is larger and is the room where he vomited just now. It now stinks.

Turning into another bedroom with a single bed, besides being obviously smaller, the main problem was the poor view from the window.

The window of the master bedroom faces the colorful street view of Yancheng, while the window of the second bedroom faces the studio of Xinan TV, and the scenery is much more monotonous.

But at this moment, Xia Haoyang certainly wouldn't mind these things. He casually placed the bottle of mineral water that he had only taken a few sips of on the table, patted his body with his hands, and when he didn't find anything, he sighed and returned to the master bedroom to look for his cell phone.

After finding his cell phone on the bedside table, Xia Haoyang came to the living room, sat casually on a sofa, and paid attention to the various messages on his cell phone.

There were more than a dozen missed calls, several text messages, and 99+ chat records in the company's WeChat group. It took Xia Haoyang half an hour to absorb all this information.

I looked up at the time. It was almost three o'clock in the morning. Of course, I couldn't call Jingyi back, but I still had to send a text message to let her know I was safe.

I went out drinking with Director Liu and others at noon and drank until almost five in the afternoon. Then Director Tian Danni arranged for the staff to take me back to the hotel room. Calculating the time, I slept for about ten hours.

It means I had a meeting yesterday morning, and then I didn’t do anything, and it’s already three o’clock in the morning.

Xia Haoyang shook his head in self-mockery, thinking that drinking would lead to mistakes.

Suddenly my stomach growled, I was hungry.

That's right, I started drinking at noon and continued until five in the afternoon. I didn't eat much in the first place, and I vomited all over the floor. It's already three in the morning, it would be strange if I wasn't hungry.

Xia Haoyang didn't have the habit of stocking up on snacks. He looked around the room but didn't find anything to eat. There was only mineral water in the refrigerator, nothing else.

You can only choose room service, call the front desk and ask the hotel staff to send up something.

This is about the presidential suite of the top hotel in the United States. Although it is expensive, the service is really considerate and thoughtful, especially the 24-hour service of the private butler and private chef. Even if it is three o'clock in the morning, you only need to make a phone call to enjoy a fine meal in the shortest time.

However, the hotel arranged by Xinan TV was not bad. At least within a few minutes, the customer service staff brought up a bucket of cooked instant noodles, and also brought a few pieces of Lemongrass and a bag of chacha melon seeds.

The problem is that they prepared instant noodles but no sausage. This shows that they do not have enough research on Chinese people's eating habits.

Well, the service needs to be improved and cannot be given a good review.

I ate a bucket of instant noodles, a piece of bar of Lemon, and then took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and drank it down. The feeling of hunger was immediately filled up, and I felt much more energetic.

I was refreshed, but it was already past three in the morning. What could I do? There was nowhere to go in the middle of the night.

Yes, hotels of this level have swimming pools, saunas, gyms, etc., and they are definitely open to guests 24 hours a day, so why not just go for a swim?

Just do it if you think of it.

Xia Haoyang called the front desk again to inquire about the swimming pool floor, then walked out of the room.