A Zhong grabbed his pants and pulled them onto his legs.
As he put them on, he patted his pockets.
"Where's my phone? Have you seen my phone?"
"Big brother, I came here to keep you company, not to look for your phone. If you don't know where your phone is, how would I?"
He had no idea what had happened last night.
Not a single memory remained.
A Zhong was truly impressed with himself.
"That's not what I meant. I just can't find my phone, so I can't pay you. Please help me find it."
"And my wallet. My ID is in there. If you can't find it, you won't get a single cent from me."
What a mess.
He had thought the man was strange last night, and now it seemed his suspicions were confirmed.
The girl pouted in dissatisfaction and started rummaging through the room with him.
They searched under bottles, ashtrays, and even the carpet, but there was no sign of the phone.
A Zhong was getting anxious.
"Where's your phone? Take it out and call me."
The girl took out her phone and handed it to him.
A Zhong dialed.
But as soon as he made the call, he hung up.
His gaze fell upon a wine glass on the floor in front of the television.
He found his phone in the wine.
His phone had been soaking in wine.
Had he gone crazy last night?
"Who was with me last night? How many people were there? What did I do here? Why don't I remember anything?"
He took out his phone, wiped it furiously, and asked the girl.
Seeing his frantic state, the girl also felt it was bad luck.
"How would I know? When I came in last night, the room was already like this, and you were already here. I didn't see you drinking, and it was just the two of us."
"But you performed quite well," the girl said, raising an eyebrow meaningfully.
"You have no memory at all? Is it truly gone, or are you trying to trick me because you don't want to pay?"
"Let me tell you. You have to pay me no matter what. Otherwise, I won't be able to report back, so don't think about welshing!"
What was she talking about?
What was this woman saying?
Were there only the two of them here last night?
In this chaotic mess, he had been so drunk, yet he had "performed well"?
Who was she trying to disgust?
He loved his girlfriend dearly; how could Zhong Jia Ming do something like this to another woman?
A Zhong looked up at the girl with disdain, and his self-disdain grew even stronger.
How could he be so useless!
He had gone out for a night, and not only had he accomplished nothing, but he had also gotten involved with this unsavory character.
"Where's my wallet? Have you seen my wallet?"
Since this woman was so unsavory, he now strongly suspected she had hidden his belongings!
"How would I know about your wallet? Hurry up! I told you time is running out. Give me the money and let me go, you can search for yourself!"
Seeing A Zhong's bad attitude, the girl also became agitated.
"My wallet is gone, and my phone is ruined like this. What can I use to pay you?"
A Zhong was extremely annoyed.
As he put on his shirt, he pulled open the door, intending to leave.
"Let me see where this is. Let me check the surveillance footage to see what happened last night."
"Damn it. Someone dares to plot against me? They must be tired of living!"
Seeing him open the door to leave, the woman quickly covered herself with a towel and chased after him.
"Where are you going? You're just going to get up and leave after opening your eyes? What kind of man are you?"
"Don't think about welshing, I'm telling you! If you don't pay, our boss won't let you off! Give me the money quickly, or I'll call for help!"
As soon as the door opened, the corridor was filled with young men and women coming and going.
The woman's outrageous appearance and loud shouting quickly attracted attention.
A Zhong was so embarrassed he wished he could disappear into the ground. He quickly pushed her back.
"Can you stop shouting? It's only five thousand yuan, you won't be shortchanged!"
"I already told you my phone is broken and my wallet is lost, so I can't give you money right now. Don't you understand human language?"
"You're the one who doesn't understand human language! I told you I'm late for work, and if I'm any later, our boss will come looking for me. If you're not afraid of causing trouble, keep wasting my time!"
"You're the one making a spectacle of yourself. Don't regret it later!"
Could it be that this woman was involved in some kind of shady business?
Controlled by a team behind the scenes?
The boss coming to cause trouble... Damn it, what bad luck!
A Zhong was utterly frustrated.
He didn't want to be embarrassed by someone looking for him, but he genuinely had no money to give her.
He could only say to the woman.
"Put on your clothes and come with me to the front desk. I'll try to borrow some money for you, can you please stop shouting?"
The woman finally quieted down, obediently put on her clothes, and they went to the front desk together.
It was then that A Zhong discovered the name of the club was "Hu Shang Ren Jia," located more than 30 kilometers from the city center.
And it was already past two in the afternoon!
He had left home at nine last night, slept through until two in the afternoon the next day.
My God! If this wasn't a setup, what was it?
He hadn't returned home all night, hadn't called his girlfriend to explain, and hadn't reported to work.
He didn't dare to imagine how chaotic things must be at home.
A Zhong explained to the front desk that he had drunk too much and forgotten what happened last night, but he was the special assistant to the CEO of Zhan Corporation and wanted to check their surveillance footage.
Zhan Corporation was quite famous, and its CEO, Zhan Bei Jue, was also quite famous.
But the special assistant behind the CEO was not as well-known.
Just because you open your mouth and demand to check surveillance footage, it's not that easy, is it?
The girl at the front desk directly refused him with a smile.
A Zhong knew his request was abrupt and the chances of success were slim, but it was the only option he had at the moment.
He asked the girl to call the manager, stating he wanted to complain about their service, otherwise he wouldn't pay.
The girl became a little scared and asked him politely what he was dissatisfied with, begging him not to complain.
As they were arguing at the front desk, suddenly, a pair of gentle hands rested on A Zhong's arm.
"Special Assistant Zhong? What a coincidence, how come I ran into you here?"
"What are you doing here? Business trip? With my second brother? Where is my second brother? What is he doing here?"
It turned out to be Miss Zhou Jin Bei, Zhan Bei Jue's cousin.
A Zhong had met her only a few times, each time catching a brief glimpse of her while following Zhan Bei Jue, and had never spoken to her.
He hadn't expected Zhou Jin Bei to proactively greet him at this moment.
It was truly touching.
A Zhong felt like he had grasped a lifeline. He quickly pulled Zhou Jin Bei aside and told her he had encountered some trouble and needed to borrow ten thousand yuan.
How interesting.
The special assistant, who usually followed his second brother and appeared to be a social elite, was so down and out today.
Not only was his face full of exhaustion, but he was also being followed by a blonde woman.
And he was asking to borrow money from her.
Could it be...
Bored, Zhou Jin Bei keenly sensed a whiff of gossip.