"Awake?"
"Yeah, damn it, can't drink with you old Hu anymore, I've slept all afternoon!" Han Luofeng rubbed his back, the sofa was too soft, and the sleep was uncomfortable.
"Han bro, Little Zheng bro, afternoon, I competed with team Leng on fishing, won a float from him! Come on, let's go out to eat, my treat, and tonight the bill is covered by Hu brother's winnings!"
"Sounds good, how about team Leng? Let's call him along, have dinner tonight, can't drink baijiu, just a beer for courtesy!" Zhao Zheng chimed in.
Hu Changsheng shook his head: "I called him, but no answer! His car isn't at the club; he must have gone out for something! Losing to Xiaomin because of letting weight really got to him!"
"Then let's go out ourselves! Tonight, we eat big, Xiaomin's such a stingy guy, never treats anyone!"
"Alright!" Hu Changsheng felt complicated but still forced himself to agree.
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