After finishing a bottle of red wine, the young man promoting the wine had a slightly flushed face and seemed a little tipsy.

However, in order to close the deal, he mustered his willpower and picked up another bottle of red wine on the table, gulping it down.

After a while, the bottle was empty.

After finishing his drink, the wine salesman put the bottle down.

He said to the rich woman with an excited expression.

"Sis, I've finished drinking."

"Hmm, not bad. I'll cover all your drinks tonight," the wealthy woman said, swirling her wine glass.

His face was languid.

"Thank you so much, sister. Thank you for taking care of me," the wine salesman said with a beaming smile.

Then, the wealthy woman took out a black card from her handbag and handed it to the young man.

A glint of light flashed in the young man's eyes upon seeing this.

He then quickly stepped forward to take the money and deducted the cost of the drinks from the card.

Zhang Yan's eyes flickered after hearing the notification sound of a deduction of five million.

The wealthy women standing nearby remained completely unfazed, showing no change in expression whatsoever.

In contrast to the rather indifferent reactions of the others, the wine salesman was beaming with excitement, his lips constantly curving upwards in a smile, though his efforts to restrain himself had little effect.

"Sister, next time you come, I'll treat you well," the wine salesman said with a fawning smile.

"Okay, you can go ahead and get busy," the wealthy woman said to the wine salesman with a bored expression.

After all, the wine salesman was flushed and looked quite drunk, so the rich woman didn't want him around.

"Okay, sis." The wine salesman replied quickly after hearing the rich woman's words.

He then staggered away, and once out of the sight of the wealthy women, the wine salesman rushed into the bathroom.

He vomited into the toilet...

The wealthy woman on the other side lost interest in Zhang Yan after the wine salesman left.

He then dismissed Zhang Yan with a few words and didn't give him a tip as usual.

After Zhang Yan left, the rich woman played with her friends who had come with her.

As if the previous obsession with Zhang Yan had never happened, she put it out of her mind.

Zhang Yan was deeply troubled after leaving the wealthy woman.

He worked hard all night and only earned three hundred yuan.

He was quite satisfied with the meager wages he earned at the school.

Even if those people earned more money than him, he still looked down on them.

They thought they lacked backbone.

However, this time, someone easily earned 500,000 right under his nose, which greatly disturbed Zhang Yan.

Don't even mention how difficult it is to drink three bottles of wine. If you give him 500,000 yuan, he'd drink ten bottles, let alone three!

This experience made Zhang Yan no longer satisfied with his previous income as a waiter.

Instead, they envied those who sold alcoholic beverages.

After that, Zhang Yan told the foreman that he wanted to be a salesman for the wine products.

The foreman naturally agreed, since having more people to sell would mean more profit.

As a result, after Zhang Yan changed jobs, his income skyrocketed, becoming more than five times what it used to be.

But because he works as a salesman, Zhang Yan drinks a lot of alcohol every day.

He often appeared drunk when returning to school.

That day, Zhang Yan returned from outside and entered the dormitory building before it closed.

After that, he slowly walked towards the floor where his dormitory was located.

He smelled strongly of alcohol.

As Zhang Yan walked to the dormitory door and was about to go in, voices came from inside the dormitory.

“Zhang Yan comes home drunk every day; who knows what he’s doing outside.”

"Maybe she's selling herself outside."

"Ah, speaking of this, I remember now. I once saw a hickey on Zhang Yan's neck."

"It's unbelievable that someone who always looks so serious could be so dissolute."

"Yeah, he comes back drunk every day, leaving a strong smell of alcohol in the dorm."

"Stop talking, Zhang Yan should be back soon."

"So what if he comes back? Are you afraid of him?"

...

After listening to the conversation inside the dormitory, Zhang Yan's face turned very ugly, revealing a dark and gloomy expression.

Then, under the influence of alcohol, Zhang Yan suddenly pushed open the dormitory door and strode into the room.

He rushed towards the man who had just called him a libertine, raised his hand, and punched him.

His face was still burning with rage!

"Zhang Yan, what are you doing?!"

"Stop it!"

The person who was talking about Zhang Yan was knocked to the ground by Zhang Yan's punch and was momentarily stunned.

The others, after realizing what was happening, immediately shouted.

They stepped forward to stop them.

After throwing one punch, Zhang Yan stepped forward and threw another.

After feeling the pain, the boy who was hit immediately came to his senses and started fighting back against Zhang Yan.

"You dare hit me? You're dead!" the boy said angrily.

The voice was very angry.

"You're asking for it!" Zhang Yan replied with a fierce look.

The two then engaged in a fierce fight.

Others also stepped forward to break up the fight.

However, Zhang Yan was furious at this moment and attacked anyone who came to break up the fight.

After all, these people had said quite a few bad things about him earlier.

After being hit, those people stopped coming forward.

So Zhang Yan and the boy started fighting again.

Because of the commotion, a crowd of students gathered outside to watch, and some students, realizing that something was wrong, went to notify the dormitory manager.

"Stop! Stop it now!" The dormitory supervisor shouted at the two of them as soon as he arrived, his voice stern.

By this time, the two were already in a frenzy and were completely ignoring the dormitory supervisor's orders.

The dormitory supervisor, looking furious, ordered several male students to step forward and separate the two.

Not long after, the two were separated.

"What happened?"

"Why are you fighting so late at night instead of sleeping?!" the dormitory manager shouted angrily.

"He started it. I was just staying in my dorm room when he came back and started hitting me," the boy complained angrily to the dorm manager.

Upon hearing the boy's words, the dormitory supervisor turned to look at Zhang Yan.

"Is what he said true? You hit someone as soon as you got back?"

"Why did you hit him?!" the dormitory supervisor asked, his eyes fixed on Zhang Yan. His face was very unpleasant.

"He deserves to be beaten!" Zhang Yan said after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face showing a hint of indifference.

"He knows in his heart why I hit him."

"What's wrong? Did you do something dishonorable and now you don't want people to talk about it?" the boy replied immediately after hearing Zhang Yan's words.

"You're talking nonsense, believe me or not I'll slap you!" Zhang Yan was furious to see the boy still spewing vulgarities at this moment.