The next morning, Lin Jie awoke groggily from his sleep and reached out, but found nothing there.
He opened his eyes and saw that the person next to him was already gone.
Lin Jie got out of bed, put on a set of faintly fragrant sportswear placed at the head of the bed, and after washing up, he left the bedroom to hear the voices of several men coming from downstairs.
"I invested three hundred and sixty thousand, and didn't win the bid, so don't even mention your two hundred and eighty thousand."
"Weize, don't we know you? If you didn't have extra Moutai, you definitely wouldn't have donated that bottle. I guess you got a whole case of six bottles, right?"
"Minus the one we drank together earlier and the one you donated, you should still have four bottles left, Weize, right?"
"Weize, wine and tobacco go hand in hand. We've been old friends, and we won't cheat you; just bring out two bottles so we can have a small auction, highest bidder wins."
"Yes, yes, highest bidder wins!"
