He didn't immediately get up after waking up but lingered in bed.
Feng Yi rubbed his cheeks. His venom glands were still changing, and his cheekbones felt itchy and uncomfortable.
He yawned and thought of something. Feng Yi didn't even bother to continue rubbing his face; he grabbed his phone instead.
It was time to send out New Year's bonuses to the staff.
Today he was still giving them the day off, and Feng Yi planned to go to Xiao Feng Mountain alone.
He had wanted to take the butler with him, but the butler had declined.
After distributing the bonuses to the employees, he replied to each New Year's greeting in the chat app.
Feng Yi also sent a New Year's message to Mute Uncle.
Not long after, Mute Uncle sent back a red envelope.
The amount was quite generous.
Did he win money playing mahjong?
Having sent his online New Year's greetings, Feng Yi sprung out of bed with a flourish.
