As the city's top hotel, the Royal Hotel is also lit up at night. From a distance, it looks like a gorgeous imperial city.

And tonight, the magnificent first floor of this imperial city has been contracted by a game company.

The Hellfire Company's "Celebration Feast" is underway. Hundreds of employees are assigned to a dozen round tables, each filled with a variety of dishes. The employees sitting around laughed and laughed, a lively scene.

Just looking at this posture, if you don't know, you will probably think that it is a wedding.

Due to the different number of employees in each group, the number of people next to each table is also very irregular, the two tables of the program group and the art group are almost crowded, and the table of a group of comics in the planning group next to it is obviously much larger.

As for the other groups, they are also relatively leisurely. Zhou Yan, who was dressed as a maid, even "occupied" a dining table in the corner alone, looking at the pile of food in front of him alone. I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Ahem." Zhao Nuo stood on the table inside the lobby and cleared his throat before picking up the microphone. If it weren't for the black sweatshirt I just bought today, plus hip-hop style trousers, I might have been used as a wedding celebrant.

Since it is a celebration feast, you still need to say something before eating. Xia Xiaoling didn't know how to give a speech at all, so this task was naturally given to her.

Seeing that everyone in the audience was looking at themselves, I don't know why an inexplicable sense of pride appeared in my heart. However, as a young man who has no leadership consciousness and hates the tirade of the colonel's leader when he was studying, Zhao Nuo's opening remarks are also very brief:

"Everyone can eat, you are welcome, this meal is counted in the company's account."

"Oooh!"

The employees in the audience were like track and field athletes who heard the starting gun, and began to gobble up without saying a word. Judging from the speed at which some of them ate, they also fought hard for this meal, and they should have carried out a day of hunger strike in advance.

"Huh."

Looking at the happy appearance of everyone at the table, Zhao Nuo also showed a faint smile.

It's completely worth it to invite these guys to dinner, if it weren't for their efforts, even if they proposed the revision of the "ink style", "The Legend of the War of the Three Kingdoms" would still be the rough blank created by Xia Xiaoling alone.

The hard work of the employees of Hellfire Company fully deserves this meal, as well as the additional bonus that will be handed out soon.

Looking at the fragrant food, who had no time to take care of his own people, Zhao Nuo put down the microphone and walked quickly to the corner where Zhou Yan was.

As a deep game nerd, even if he is not timid, he still hates those noisy occasions with a lot of people.

However, the girl in the maid's costume obviously did not welcome herself, stared at Zhao Nuo with vigilant eyes, and whispered:

"Go away, these are mine."

“…… Who did you learn the lines from? ”

Zhao Nuo sat directly opposite Zhou Yan while complaining, and casually tore off the plastic film on a set of tableware on the table in front of him. Pick up the chopsticks and put a piece of pork ribs on a small plate.

"If you're here, there's no way to eat quietly." Zhou Yan's voice sounded a little dissatisfied.

"Don't be funny, now everyone is busy eating, who cares about me......"

Before Zhao Nuo's words were finished, he heard Xia Xiaoling's confused voice close at hand behind him:

"Zhao Nuo, you are here! I also come here to eat. ”

"......" Zhao Nuo watched speechlessly as Xia Xiaoling dragged out a chair next to him and sat down beside him.

As the "top leader" of the company, this guy is really unconscious...... But as an assistant manager, I don't seem to be conscious.

The dining table, which was originally monopolized by Zhou Yan alone, has now become three people. Seeing that Xia Xiaoling beside her was showing her true colors as a foodie, she began to prey at a terrifying speed. In order to avoid the miserable situation of running out of vegetables before he had time to eat, Zhao Nuo also quickly gnawed off the ribs on the plate.

Just picked up a piece of beef in the small hot pot, and was suddenly slapped vigorously on the shoulder, Zhao Nuo's hand shook, but fortunately it was stabilized in time, otherwise the meat would fall back into the pot.

Then it sounded, and it was Jian Tong's still "heroic" voice:

"Brother, why did you come here, and you are still as unsociable as before."

"Die." Zhao Nuo said and quickly ate the beef. At this time, Jian Tong also sat down on the other side of the table.

The four of them had a "happy" meal, and less than a minute later, a small businessman came over. The man was still wearing a crisp suit as usual, and his hair was shiny and shiny, apparently using hairspray.

"Hello everyone, it's an honor to be able to dine here." The Black Hand said the hypocritical lines of the profiteers and also sat down on one side.

At this time, Zhao Nuo finally realized that Zhou Yan's judgment was indeed correct, and there were really more and more people at this table. If this continues, the quiet corner I deliberately found will become as lively as that over there......

Sure enough, soon a few acquaintances came to take a seat, and the dining table, which was originally only Zhou Yan, began to become noisy. Everyone began to chat about various interesting stories about the company, and the dining table was full of joy:

"And then when that guy goes to the toilet......"

"Can you stop talking about the toilet while eating?"

"Ah, what's wrong with talking about the toilet while eating?"

"I'm really convinced of you...... Mister. ”

Not wanting to participate in their unnutritious dialogue at all, Zhao Nuo was solving a chicken leg when he suddenly heard Jian Tong turn the conversation to himself:

"Looks like everyone here wants to hear you again, how about coming back after dinner?"

Hearing this, Zhao Nuo shook his head without hesitation:

"Don't try to fool me into drinking anymore, that's impossible."

When you're drunk, you do turn into a weird orator, and you can say things that make everyone's blood boil. But Zhao Nuo didn't like the feeling of "out of control" at all - it didn't matter if he just gave a speech, after all, he would be completely unconscious when he was drunk, and it would be bad if he did something bad.

"It's okay to have some drinks, I'll drink too." Xia Xiaoling, who was on the left, said and opened a can of beer, raised her head and took a few sips, then put down the can, and raised her hand to wipe her mouth with satisfaction.

"I've made up my mind, and it's impossible for me to drink." Zhao Nuo's attitude is still resolute.

Until now, my cousin occasionally teases herself with the lines she said during her last "speech", and this time, no matter what, he won't drink anymore. Even if God comes, it can't be......

At this time, he heard the voice of a middle-aged man behind him, and his heart suddenly cooled:

"Young man, I'd like to have a drink with you, how about it?"

Everyone at the table looked at the dashing middle-aged man standing behind Zhao Nuo with surprised eyes. Xia Xiaoling, who has always been heartless, became the person who reacted the most, and asked loudly in surprise:

"Dad...... What are you doing here? ”

"Can't I come to see my daughter?"

Xia Lin, who was wearing a suit, sat down next to Xia Xiaoling and raised the wine bottle in his hand to Zhao Nuo:

"Come have a drink with me."

- That's it.

Looking at the beer in front of him, Zhao Nuo immediately made a bitter face. R1152