JOY's face flashed a slight gloomy cunning, and he staggered to his feet, waving at Han Feng and Song Liangjun. "That's all for today. I'll go back first."

"Call a surrogate driver for you!"

JOY waved to the Korean wind. "No, I didn't drive. I took a taxi back."

Hanfeng straightened out, then said nothing more, and took the man to the door.

As soon as JOY left, Song Liangjun sat up straight from the sofa. Judging from the look on his face, he could not detect his drunkenness at all.

"Gone?"

Han Feng nodded and took the mineral water from the refrigerator and threw it to Song Liangjun. "Where...