Rebirth: Let's Talk About 1984

According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.

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Chapter 263 The Mysterious Attack

Samsung didn't arrange a hotel for Xing Baohua, but instead provided her with a villa in a wealthy area.

Xing Baohua, who had just gotten off work, heard a broken Chinese voice from the gate as soon as she got out of the car: "Hello!"

When Xing Baohua turned around, she was surprised to see that it was the eldest princess.

What brings you here?

Xing Baohua walked over and said with a smile, "Hello! What brings you here? Didn't you have class?"

"I didn't have class today, and I've been wanting to say thank you."

"..." Xing Baohua was stunned, wondering where this girl's gratitude came from.

Then he asked, "Why?"

"If you and the guards hadn't come back that time, my father and I would have been in serious danger?" the eldest princess said.

Xing Baohua smiled, thinking, "I thought it was something serious. Isn't this all in the past?"

He then said to the eldest princess, "It's alright, your father has already expressed his gratitude."

"It's different. I feel I should thank you in person. Do you have time? I heard that in your country, if you want to thank someone, you need to treat them to a meal. How about I treat you to authentic barbecue?"

The guy laughed in a rather unkind way, wondering where this girl had learned that phrase; her Chinese was actually quite good.

Xing Baohua looked the eldest princess up and down. She had poise, beauty, and a great figure. Who knew who would say next: "In our country, there is a saying to express gratitude to someone. Well, I have no way to repay you but to offer myself in marriage."

"..." This time, the eldest princess was stunned, as if she was pondering what Xing Baohua meant, probably because she didn't understand.

Xing Baohua realized she had said the wrong thing and quickly changed the subject, asking, "Where shall we go to eat?"

Korean barbecue is quite different from our traditional barbecue.

The food they eat here is probably something like teppanyaki.

Here, we grill it over an open flame, which is different in both taste and preparation method.

The shop chosen by the eldest princess was very good, but it gave Xing Baohua a bit of a headache.

He even tried to sit cross-legged while eating, but he's a big guy and it's hard for him to do so. When he tried, he looked like he was about to fall backward, so in the end he just gave up and sat there with his legs spread wide apart, completely lacking in elegance.

"Next time you treat me to a meal, find a place with a high stool, or even a small stool will do," Xing Baohua said, making the eldest princess laugh.

He then nodded and personally helped Xing Baohua grill the meat.

We eat meat and drink alcohol, but I have to complain about the alcohol.

Counting all the liquors in South Korea, one type is soju?

The highest temperature will be around 25 degrees Celsius.

Most are below 25 degrees Celsius, and those suitable for women are around 11 degrees Celsius.

This is supposed to be shochu? They've never seen shochu before! Next time I drink with those Koreans, I'll have to bring my own.

This wine really doesn't taste like much; it tastes like high-proof alcohol mixed with too much mineral water.

Especially the eldest princess across from her, whose alcohol tolerance wasn't great either. The first two glasses almost intimidated Xing Baohua; looking at the glass that was a little over an ounce, she downed it in one gulp!

Everyone else had already done it, so Xing Baohua felt a bit stifled.

The pace was fast, one drink after another. The two of them had only finished one bottle in total, and Xing Baohua hadn't even felt anything yet.

The eldest princess had a lisp and spoke haltingly. She didn't speak Chinese anymore, and even spoke some gibberish, which Xing Baohua couldn't understand.

Xing Baohua was completely bewildered. Seeing the eldest princess then slump onto the table, he had no choice but to start grilling himself.

The other person got drunk after barely eating a few bites of meat. With that kind of alcohol tolerance, how dare they drink? This is such a tiny place, have they never seen anything like drinking before?