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Jiang Feng was a person with a very good tolerance for alcohol.
He'd pass out after three cups, and once he was down, he'd sleep without wandering or yelling. In comparison to Mr. Jiang Jiankang, who liked to hold onto others and babble endless "chicken soup for the soul" when drunk, Jiang Feng was truly a model of drunken composure.
By the time Jiang Feng woke up, it was already past ten in the morning on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.
He had slept for over 20 hours, not having eaten a single bite even before his long sleep, which led to his first feeling upon waking being dizziness, followed by hunger. He hardly felt his headache due to being so overwhelmed by the hunger pangs in his stomach.
Jiang Feng glanced at his clothes, which were still the ones he had worn before losing consciousness, carrying a strong scent of alcohol. Even he felt intoxicated by the smell.