"I still have a few connections here."
The convoy drove straight in.
As soon as Su Ziyu got out of the car, he was slightly stunned because he saw a paper dragon made of leaves and a rather ugly lion head of sorts. Some places were clearly pasted with the Chinese character for fortune, forcibly reminding him of the feeling of celebrating the New Year.
"Oh, right." Jie Se patted his head and said, "I got muddled."
"I forgot it's almost New Year."
"If you're not busy, come to my place for New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow night. There will be quite a few people."
At this moment, someone nearby laughed and said, "Not even the end of the world can stop you Chinese from celebrating the New Year..."
"Absolutely!" Jie Se laughed heartily as he jumped out and headed directly towards the tavern.
It really is almost New Year.
