Zhang Yu groggily crawled out of bed, sigh, listening to firecrackers all night, couldn't really rest well.
Finally, it's much quieter now, was hoping to sleep in a bit, but still got woken up by the steward.
Seriously, who says you can't sleep in on the first day of the year? Zhang Yu kept muttering, feeling various bits of dissatisfaction.
But no matter how much discontent was in her heart, she could only quickly get up.
Lined up to wish the old man Happy New Year, then smoothly received a big red envelope from him.
In previous years, this could be considered the highlight of the New Year's Day, or even the whole Spring Festival activities would be over.
Having received the red envelope, Zhang Yu turned to go back to rest, planned to nap and then write the report.
Sigh, it's clear that Spring Festival only has five days off, yet the homework really isn't small, luckily, she could use a computer, otherwise just handwriting it would be enough to torment herself.
