Chapter 5: The boss came to check on Qi Yu. Was he really drunk?

"Wow, Chinese food is still delicious. I'm so greedy!"

"You have no idea, my dad is so cruel. He only gives me a small living allowance every month. I can't even afford to buy anything good. White people's food is hard to swallow, but the food I cook is even worse than anything a dog would eat."

"It has to be the Jadeite Restaurant. Can they open a branch in the Little British Empire? It's so delicious that you wouldn't even know someone died next to them. I want another serving of crispy chicken!"

At the dining table in the private room, Zhou Jiacheng devoured a whole plate of crispy chicken by himself. Now he was picking at his gloves, planning to order a second serving to reward his stomach that had been ravaged by the white people's food.

But he talked for a long time, but the man next to him just lowered his head and stared at the screen of his mobile phone, ignoring him.

Zhou Jiacheng submitted the order for the extra dish, glanced at his friend beside him, and nudged him with his elbow in dissatisfaction, "I'm talking to you, bro, why are you looking so seriously?"

Feng Ji ignored him, stared at his phone for a while, switched apps, and clicked into a pinned chat box.

Seeing that he still had no intention of paying attention to him, Zhou Jiacheng curiously leaned over to glance at the screen, reading as he read: "Qi Yu, where are you? Are you working?"

As soon as he finished reading it, he couldn't help but sneer, "Are you still human? You didn't even let me go on the weekend. Your employees will definitely roll their eyes when they see this message."

Feng Ji covered the screen with his hand and glared at him unhappily, "Eating can't even stop your mouth?"

Zhou Jiacheng curled his lips, "I can't stop it, I have a big mouth. So what were you looking at just now? You were so serious, and you didn't even pay attention to me when I was talking to you."

Even though he said that, Feng Ji still ignored him. The man placed a plate of chicken wings in front of him and said perfunctorily, "Eat yours and stop asking so many questions."

Zhou Jiacheng wanted to ask more, but when he met Feng Ji's murderous eyes, he said "Oh" cowardly and swallowed back the question that was about to be spoken.

While eating chicken wings, he couldn't help but glance at Feng Ji's phone screen suspiciously.

What was so mysterious that he wasn't allowed to see it? He had clearly seen a thin figure flash across the screen before Feng Ji switched the screen. The shooting angle was a bit weird, but before he could get closer to see it clearly, Feng Ji had already switched to WeChat and started sending a message to Qi Yu the next second.

If you try to hide something, it will definitely lead to something bad.

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This time, Qi Yu didn't inform the driver of his departure, but took a taxi to the restaurant himself. If he had asked the driver to pick him up, Feng Ji would have known about his departure soon.

For some reason, he didn't really want Feng Ji to know that he and his roommates were going out to play.

Maybe it was because… every time he and his roommates went out, Feng Ji would call them back midway. It was so accurate, like he had a tracking device on him…

The traffic was not too congested at this time, and the online car-hailing driver quickly stopped at the entrance of the community. Qi Yu got in the car, and the screen of his mobile phone lit up for a moment.

Qi Yu glanced at it and saw it was a WeChat message.

His lock screen was set to message encryption, so he couldn't see who sent the message for the time being, but judging by the time, Feng Ji was ruled out first.

The boss was having dinner and chatting with friends, so there was no way he would have time to send him a message at this time.

It should be Fang Caize and the others.

"What's the last digit?"

The driver's voice came from the front.

Qi Yu closed the car door and replied, "3680."

He waited until the car started before unlocking it and logging into WeChat. However, the imaginary dormitory group didn't show any new message alerts. Instead, a small red dot appeared after the note of the person he thought was least likely to send him a message.

Mr. Feng: [Qi Yu, where are you? Are you working?]

Qi Yu: “…”

Qi Yu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he decided to tell a trivial lie.

Qi Yu: [Mr. Feng, I'm at home, just finished dealing with work emails]

Actually, it wasn't a lie. He did check work emails at home before going out.

He was not slow in replying to messages, but after sending this message, Feng Ji did not reply until Qi Yu got off the car.

If you didn’t reply, then you didn’t reply. Maybe you were chatting with friends and forgot to reply.

Qi Yu exited the chat box with Feng Ji, and under the guidance of the waiter, he was the first to walk into the private room that had been booked in advance.

Qi Yu: [I'll order the food first when I get there. I'll ask the waiter to bring you over when you arrive. 0316]

He arrived at the private room at exactly 6:40, and the other three were probably still stuck in traffic.

After receiving the message he sent, several people replied in the group one after another. Twenty minutes later, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside at exactly seven o'clock.

The first person to walk in was a young man in a short-sleeved shirt. The moment he saw Qi Yu, he immediately raised his hand and greeted him warmly, "Yuzi!"

The first person to come in was Fang Kaize, Qi Yu's dormitory head for four years in college. He was a warm-hearted and responsible person. After learning about Qi Yu's somewhat tragic childhood, he helped Qi Yu many times, both openly and secretly, during the four years in college. He was the one who had the best relationship with Qi Yu in the entire dormitory.

Sun Yizhou and Jiang Yichuan followed Fang Kaize into the private room. The three of them reacted in unison upon seeing Qi Yu. For a moment, the only sound in the room was the endless chanting of "Yu bastard."

Qi Yu was helpless, "Where is the soul calling?"

Fang Kaize walked over and sat down next to him, chuckling, "It's been a while since I've seen you. I miss you so much."

Sun Yizhou agreed, "Yeah, it's not easy for you to come out when you work all year round."

"Thanks to Yuzai, this is my first time to eat in such a fancy restaurant." Jiang Yichuan looked through the menu in front of him curiously, and after seeing the prices of the dishes, he closed the menu with a look of toothache.

A dish of salted duck that costs 30 yuan outside is sold for 588 yuan here. He wouldn't even dare to buy gold at that price.

Qi Yujian said, "Don't close it. I just ordered some dishes that are slow to arrive. Go ahead and order whatever you want."

He added, "Use Mr. Feng's card."

The three of them immediately put their heads together.

"Order this. I haven't tried the sweet and sour spareribs that cost 488 yuan a dish yet."

"And this, the fishtail of 688."

"We ordered so many dishes, shouldn't we have some wine? These dishes always go well with wine."

As soon as the voice fell, several people looked up at Qi Yu, "Yuzi, do you want to drink?"

The smile on Qi Yu's lips froze for a moment, "No."

He refused so bluntly that Fang Kaize was immediately puzzled. "These dishes are perfect with a few drinks. Yuzai, are you drinking juice?"

Sun Yizhou: "Don't drink something too strong. We can order something with a lower alcohol content."

Jiang Yichuan: "Fruit wine has a low alcohol content and tastes similar to sparkling water."

The three of them looked at him again. Qi Yu closed his eyes, but seeing that he couldn't get away with it, he had to tell the truth, "I don't drink."

As soon as these words were spoken, the private room fell silent for a moment.

Several people stared at each other for a long time before Fang Kaize broke the silence, "Come to think of it, we haven't seen Yuzi drinking..."

During his college years, Qi Yu was either studying or working part-time every day. He rarely attended dormitory gatherings. All he drank every day was either free water from the school water room or off-brand beverages delivered with takeout. I never saw him drink alcohol.

After graduation, we met less and less frequently, and every time we had a meal together, we just drank juice and sparkling water. This was the first time that he suggested drinking alcohol.

None of them expected that Qi Yu, who had been in this position for three years and still couldn't drink, still couldn't get a drink.

Looking at the three people's eyes that were almost popping out of their heads due to curiosity, Qi Yu felt a headache.

In the end, the few of them ordered two cups of fruit wine with different flavors and a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice.

As soon as the waiter left, Qi Yu was surrounded by several curious babies.

Fang Kaize: "You really can't drink?"

Sun Yizhou: "So you haven't had a drink in these years of work?"

Jiang Yichuan: "Your position requires you to attend cocktail parties and dinners, right? How come you can't drink?"

Qi Yu: "I occasionally attend dinner parties, but I don't have to drink."

Fang Kaize: "That is...?"

Qi Yu recalled the image of Feng Ji leaning on the bed and drinking the hangover soup, "The boss drank it himself."

Sun Yizhou took a deep breath and said, "Yuzi, are you so proud?"

Jiang Yichuan: "Who is the assistant between you and Mr. Feng?"

Qi Yu pressed his eyebrows and said, "I get drunk after one drink. If I pass out, I'll have to ask the boss to clean up the mess. It's better not to drink."

Fang Kaize often ate with clients, and drinking was a common occurrence. Hearing this, he touched his chin and guessed, "Could it be that this was your first time drinking, and the alcohol content of that glass was too high, so you fell down after just one drink?"

Qi Yu shook his head and said, "I tried it a few more times myself later, but it always ended in the same way."

Fang Kaize asked again: "What kind of wine did you drink later?"

Qi Yu listed the names of several types of wine, and Fang Kaize understood. "The alcohol content of the ones you mentioned is quite high. You can't drink much, so you'll get drunk if you drink this directly. If you really want to drink, you can try this lower-alcohol fruit wine first to get used to it."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yu cast his gaze on the two cups of fruit wine on the dining table, which looked like fruit juice at first glance. As he looked at them, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he seemed to be interested.

Qi Yu had always harbored the idea of ​​improving his drinking capacity, never giving up. It was just that he got drunk easily, and with little time, he'd put it aside. Today was a rare day off, and with several friends around, it seemed like a good time to try again with some fruit wine.

Seeing that he was interested, Jiang Yichuan politely picked up a piece of salted duck worth 588 and put it into Qi Yu's bowl. "If you want to try it, then try it. Eat something first."

Qi stopped refusing and filled the glass in front of him. He looked at the three people in front of him and said hesitantly: "If I really get drunk later..."

Fang Kaize patted his chest and assured, "If you are really drunk, we will definitely send you back safely."

Qi Yu showed his right index finger and said, "Use this to open the door." Then he took out his VIP card from his pocket and said, "Use this to pay."

Sun Yizhou: "O and K!"

Fang Kaize: "Everything is ready, let's eat!"

The few of them hit it off immediately. After taking a few bites of the food, Qi Yu raised his glass and took a tentative sip.

It tastes sour and sweet at first, and you can only taste a slight, barely detectable flavor of the wine when the wine touches the tip of your tongue.

It's really no different from ordinary fruit juice drinks.

After drinking several glasses in a row without feeling dizzy, Qi Yu gradually began to gain confidence and really drank the fruit wine as a beverage.

When acquaintances gather for dinner, there are no taboos and the topics in private room 0316 have never stopped since the beginning.

"There's a new colleague in our department who's so shameless! I just bought a car last month, and that idiot keeps trying to get me to give him a ride home. Last week, he even had the nerve to ask me to borrow my car to go on a date with his girlfriend. I couldn't stand it anymore and gave him a good scolding. Now that bastard avoids me when he sees me in the office."

"This fake colleague deserves a scolding."

"Our boss is insane. He makes us write work reports every day, even for the smallest things. I feel like throwing up just looking at them now!"

"Fuck my boss too. I don't know what's going on lately. He even counts bathroom breaks and fines me for overtime. I feel like our company is going bankrupt. I've been looking at recruitment software lately, just waiting for this crappy company to fire me so I can get compensation and leave."

"It's hard to say whether or not to compensate you for using the restroom."

The few of them hadn't seen each other for a long time and had a lot to say, either scolding the boss or scolding colleagues. Qi Yu didn't have anyone to scold, so he listened quietly, occasionally interjecting a few words, and didn't notice that the screen of the mobile phone upside down on the table was flashing silently because of the constant jumping of new messages.

Halfway through the dinner, the conversation was still lively. When Fang Kaize mentioned his mentally retarded colleague for the third time, several people realized that Qi Yu seemed to have not spoken for a long time.

They stopped talking tacitly and glanced at Qi Yu's seat on the right. They saw that the person who was just picking up food now had red ears. He sat in his seat with dull and unfocused eyes, staring blankly at the spicy fried chicken in front of him.

Fang Kaize was shocked and said, "Is this... drunk?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved in front of Qi Yu.

Qi Yu did not react at all to Fang Kaize's actions.

Sun Yizhou glanced at the empty wine glass in front of Qi Yu and nodded, "I'm really drunk."

Fang Kaize couldn't help but pinch his brows, feeling a little regretful. "I was so carried away talking just now that I forgot to remind Yuzai to drink less. If he can't hold his liquor well, he'll get drunk even if he drinks too much fruit wine."

Jiang Yichuan waved his hand nonchalantly, "We can just send Yuzi back later. It won't delay anything."

"Okay, I'll call a taxi later. Chuanzi, take your card and pay the bill. When the taxi comes, we'll take Yuzi home."

The division of labor among the people was clear. Jiang Yichuan picked up the black and gold VIP card on the table and left the private room. Fang Kaize looked at Qi Yu's dazed profile and was thinking about whether to ask the waiter to make some sobering soup for him when a sudden ring broke the silence in the private room.

Looking in the direction of the sound, it was Qi Yu's cell phone lying upside down on the table.

Fang Kaize was afraid that it was an important work call and that not answering it would affect Qi Yu's performance, so he quickly turned his phone over and glanced at the screen.

This enthusiasm was instantly thrown out of the window when I saw the caller's notes.

Fang Kaize's eyes widened, he opened his mouth, and threw the phone into Sun Yizhou's hand as if facing a great enemy.

Seeing his terrified look, Sun Yizhou couldn't help but laugh, "Kaizi, have you seen a ghost? How can you be so useless?"

After saying that, he lowered his head to look at his phone, and the smile on his lips froze when he saw who was calling.

The phone was thrown back into Fang Kaize's arms like a hot potato.

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The boss checks in and makes a grand entrance (a powerful bgm comes on

(The specific bgm should be the one that appears on If You Are the One, Can you fly tired, So rua blocked!)