Dear Mr. Shi Novel Chapter 57 - 57 57 Gathering and drunk again

??Chapter 57: 57, Gathering, and drunk again

Chapter 57: 57, Gathering, and drunk again

The much-talked-about welco party finally kicked off on a Friday night, the evening before the weekend off.

A large group of people ate, drank, played and sang, enjoying themselves. Due to her lack of tolerance for alcohol, Song Qinghuan had been sticking to non-alcoholic beverages.

But as the evening progressed, she couldn’t resist the pressure from her colleagues and ended up downing a glass or two of beer.

The beer clearly emboldened her, she was a little giddy but didn’t do anything too outrageous.

After all, this was only a glass of beer. Compared to the full glass of VSOP she had that day, it was barely worth ntioning.

Seeing her blend in with everyone else, the gossip began. “Qinghuan, co on, tell us. What’s going on between you and the General Manager!”

Song Qinghuan let out a sigh, “Nothing. I never would’ve guessed that one day I’d be the woman at the centre of the General Manager’s rumors, all thanks to you guys.”

Yu Yang chuckled and nudged her shoulder, “Hey, just clarify for us, how did you get this job?”

Song Qinghuan lifted her index finger, waving it lightly, “Buddha says, to tell is to make a mistake!”

Following this, she stood up with a broad smile and announced, “Thank you all for your warm welco. Tonight’s bill is on !”

That’s an offer everyone quickly turned down, “No way, we agreed we were treating you!” People got up, so pulling Song Qinghuan off to the register, others going to pay the bill themselves.

They were rrily laughing and joking. By the ti they left, it was already 10 in the evening.

Getting into a taxi, Song Qinghuan felt her head getting heavy. She gave the driver an address and leaned against the seat, closing her eyes to take a nap.

The behaviors of drunk people are always varied – so cry, so laugh, so act crazy, while so just fall asleep.

Song Qinghuan’s reaction to being drunk didn’t fit into any of these categories.

She was an anomaly. Her body kept moving but it seed as if her brain was under a sort of hypnosis.

Any action required instructions, or in other words, a voice command.

Without a command, she would just sits still, lying down or sleeping, motionless like a statue. But if you speak, she would instantly act normal again.

Just like at this mont, the taxi driver pulled over at a private driveway but didn’t say anything, waiting for Song Qinghuan to pay. Yet, she didn’t respond.

Not until the driver spoke did she seem to wake from her trance-like state, her eyes suddenly lighting up as she paid the fare and got off the cab.

Despite her pale face, her eyes shone brightly, and she walked in a straight line with no sign of a drunken stagger or wobble.

No one would believe that she had been drinking and was sowhat intoxicated, had it not been for the strong sll of alcohol on her.

Thus, the driver couldn’t help but sigh and wonder if the young lady had so sort of ntal issue, given her lack of response for such a long ti.