Liu Naibao opened his eyes, put his hand on his nose and smelled it. The smell of low-quality alcohol rushed straight to his forehead. He shook his head and looked at everything in front of him. He was confused. Wasn't there a celebration party last night? To celebrate the success of the new company's listing, a hotel was booked. Didn't the assistant say that he would arrange a car for a young model? How could he arrange it in this damn place.
