It's 5 PM, time to leave work.

Many office workers flocked to leave the company, unwilling to stay for even a moment longer.

Chu Fang stretched lazily at the western sunset glow: "Ah, so tired."

Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."

You've never really been associated with the word 'tired' in your life.

Zhong Tingyue suggested, "Shall we go eat?"

"No way!" Chu Fang refused outright. "You're too ugly. If I eat with you, people will think I'm a gigolo. I'll lose face!"

"By the way, how is your classmate doing?" Zhong Tingyue was quite confident in her appearance and wasn't angry because of her fiancé's disparaging remarks.

"Sigh!" Chu Fang frowned slightly and sighed when this was mentioned. "Not good."

Wen Xiangbing is extremely ambitious and has a strong desire to win. He is willing to push himself to the limit in order to succeed. He has devoted his life's work to the company, but now he has been deceived and the company is in a complete mess.

He cannot accept this!

Losing his purpose, staying home all day, drifting aimlessly, smoking and drinking...

"Try to talk to him more."

Chu Fang tilted his head: "Counseling?"

Zhong Tingyue's lips twitched.

Why is this man always able to grasp unexpected 'keywords'?

"Never mind, I'm going to see him." Chu Fang touched the smooth skin, reluctant to let go. "Ms. Zhong, you seem to have become even more beautiful."

"What's wrong?"

"When can we have a one-hour date?"

"... ..., half an hour."

"Does half an hour count as a relationship? No!"

“... ..."

The two then parted ways, and Chu Fang drove to Wen Xiangbing's residential area.

Arriving at the door, he knocked. Wen Xiangbing opened the door and saw his close friend, dressed in a black suit and shiny leather shoes, clearly having dressed up carefully.

This is a world apart from how he looked these past few days—sloppy, reeking of alcohol.

"Have you met your true love?" Chu Fang asked.

"My true love is the company."

"So your company survived?"

"I'm dead beyond dead!" Wen Xiangbing answered directly. "I sold my company to Cai Qiang. Tonight, I'm having a casual dinner with my employees. I don't want them to see me in such a sorry state."

"Why don't you come along?"

Chu Fang nodded: "Okay."

The two arrived at the hotel, where company employees were already there, and the waiters served the dishes.

At the dinner table, Wen Xiangbing held up his wine glass and said, "It's my fault that the company has come to this point. I'm sorry that you've lost your jobs. I was too stubborn."

"I won't say more, it's all in the wine."

After saying that, Wen Xiangbing downed the liquor in one gulp, ate a few bites of food, and then left the place.

Many employees stood at the hotel entrance, watching two figures in the darkness:

"Sigh! Of all the companies I've worked for, Mr. Wen is the one I regret the most."

"Indeed. The salary is fair to us. Although there is overtime, the overtime pay is sufficient."

"The company is gone, and so are our jobs."

"I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out!"

"What can't you figure out?" someone asked.

The girl who asked the question said, "We all know that Mr. Wen's brother, Mr. Chu, is a real big boss who drives luxury cars, and more than one. With Mr. Chu's strength, he can easily save our company. If Mr. Wen just asks for help, the company can easily get through the crisis. Why didn't Mr. Wen ask Mr. Chu for help?"

Someone patted the girl who asked the question on the shoulder and said, "If you want to be brothers for life, there shouldn't be too much financial entanglement between brothers. This is an unspoken understanding between men."

"I don't understand! Brothers naturally help each other..."

"This is a girl's way of thinking, not a boy's."

Several colleagues chatted idly, and finally, watching the figure disappear into the darkness, they all sighed.

"May we meet again someday."

... ...

As dusk settles, the vibrant cityscape of Shanghai comes alive.

Wen Xiangbing said, "Fangzi, you can go now."

"I'll stay with you."

"I'll take a walk by myself." Seeing Chu Fang's worried look, Wen Xiangbing forced a smile. "Don't worry, I'm fine. This little trouble won't break me. I'll make a comeback someday."

Chu Fang replied, "Okay, I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything."

Chu Fang, hiding in the shadows, saw Wen Xiangbing walking slowly, seemingly without any intention of 'reopening', and his worries lessened somewhat. He then left.

... ...

Wen Xiangbing arrived at the bar, sat at the counter, ordered the strongest drink, and drank several glasses in a row.

"Are you alright, sir?" the waiter asked.

"fine."

Wen Xiangbing sat at the bar, drowning his sorrows alone, when suddenly a loud voice rang out beside him:

Get your filthy hands off me!

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw three boys flirting with two girls. One had a delicate face and was short and petite, while the other had short hair, sharp eyes, and exuded a dashing charm.

The one speaking was the dashing short-haired woman, who was staring directly at the three boys, her aura equally commanding.

The three boys noticed the stares from those around them and gave an awkward smile: "We all come to bars to have fun and make friends, don't be so sensitive."

You are not worthy!

Seeing this, the three boys left.

Wen Xiangbing watched the farce come to an end, slowly withdrew his gaze, picked up a bottle of beer and left the bar, drinking as he walked along the street.

He walked to a dark corner, sat down, and suddenly couldn't hold back his emotions, bursting into tears: "Waaah..."

At first, her sobs were low and suppressed, but gradually she burst into tears, crying like a child.

He poured his heart and soul into the company, getting drunk countless times and working late into the night. As the company improved, he began to look forward to its future growth and success, but...

Ultimately, it failed...

He didn't know how long he had been crying when his phone suddenly vibrated. He saw it was his mother calling, so he immediately calmed himself down, coughed a few times, forced a smile, and said in a light tone, "Hello, Mom."

"Awen, why are you answering the phone so late?"

"I was working overtime and didn't notice."

"Oh, oh," Wen Xiangbing's mother said. "Take good care of yourself while you're out there. Don't harm your health for work. You're the boss now, with so many employees under you. You have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, so you need to take even better care of yourself."

"Living in Shanghai is tough, you don't need to send us money every month. Your dad and I are still young, we can earn our own money, you can keep it for yourself..."

As Wen's mother spoke softly, Wen Xiangbing choked up, "I'm fine, don't worry, I know. You and Dad, take care too."

The mother and son chatted for a few minutes before ending the call. Wen Xiangbing drank his wine and gazed at the night sky.

very beautiful.

He usually works until the early hours of the morning, but he had never looked at the night sky so intently before.

"Get out!"

"Do you believe I'll call the police?"

"In broad daylight, I don't believe you would dare to do anything to us."

"Hey, don't frame us. We just happened to be taking the same road as you. This road isn't yours, is it? You're preventing others from using it?"

Under the moonlight, Wen Xiangbing could see that the three men from the bar were now standing on three sides, surrounding the two women from the bar.

After eating and drinking, and having drunk a lot at the bar, Wen Xiangbing got quite drunk. He struggled to stand up, grabbed a bottle, and smashed it over a man's head.

"Bang!"

The bottle shattered, glass shards flew everywhere, mixed with Wen Xiangbing's voice:

"You guys are fucking annoying!"

... ...