In the opulent private room of Jianye International Hotel, a group of well-dressed men clinked glasses and drank to their heart's content.,Between a haze of sleep, Chen Hansheng was woken by a sound. He opened his eyes to a blinding light and a throbbing headache from the previous night's drinking.,Wang Zibao wasn't disgusted, he walked over and patted him on the back and said, "It's better now that you've vomited."。