Jing Yiran had been in an extremely good mood during the past few days because of the shares. He had met Ji Bo several times to discuss the next step of their plan and also went out to drink every night. He had not been home for several days in a row.
He had drunk a bit too much tonight and was wobbling at the moment.
He stumbled as he said, "I just saw the helicopter flying out. Why helicopter? What… is going on?"
The Butler sighed inside his heart and was about to say something when Jing Yiran started to laugh wildly and shout out like a crazy man. "Grandma, I am here! Where are you? I… am very happy! Come out now! Let's teach the parrots to talk!"
He shouted as he staggered towards the stairs.
The Butler went up to stop him and said rapidly, "Second Master, keep your voice down! The Old Lord is sick and the helicopter is for Doctor Mu. Stay quiet!"
Alcohol had taken over his brain, so he reacted much slower than usual.
