When Wen Xiaohua entered, she was accompanied by two or three men, a group that was dazzling and arrogant.
She must have seen me and chose to sit at the table next to Xu Dong and me. They ordered a lot of alcohol, laughed loudly, and played drinking games.
I said to Xu Dong, "Let's go."
He grabbed my arm, clearly drunk, and said with a hoarse voice, "Don't, stay with brother a bit longer, buddy. Where do you expect me to go now?"
I had no choice but to stay there, unable to drink anymore, fiddling with my phone which had a text message from the secretary at the desk, from Qiao Fei in France, and I kept looking at that number.
Behind me, Xiaohua's voice asked the man next to her, "What did you say your name was just now? Jason?"
"He's not Jason, I am, and you have to drink for that."
"Alright, alright," Xiaohua was really in high spirits, "great alcohol."
Xu Dong suddenly started singing softly, "Let's row with double oars, the little boat pushes through the waves..."
