The other day, I invited two single men from my company to a hot pot party at my house. I called my wife's friends, and I drank because I was glad that my female co-workers seemed to be getting excited with their noses stretched out. In the middle of the banquet, I received a phone call about work and had no choice but to leave. After all, I came home from work the next morning, and when I casually played back the video camera at my house that was placed at the banquet that had already finished...
