Chapter 121 Let’s Enjoy the Evening Breeze Together



Chapter 121 Let’s Enjoy the Evening Breeze Together

Downstairs in the [Insist on Visiting] studio, Cheng Zhu said goodbye to Wang Anquan.

Wang Anquan looked at Zhuge's pink electric scooter and thought about getting one for himself.

Taking a girl for a donkey ride on the university campus is one of the great pleasures in life, right?

It’s a pity that sometimes you will meet girls who are looking for a better partner while riding a donkey. They would rather cry in a BMW than laugh in an electric scooter.

After thinking about it, Cheng Zhu decided to go to Jiuyin to take a look.

This time he was really standing from the perspective of a friend, fearing that something might happen.

"It's only a little past ten in the evening, and Shen Minglang is already drunk?" Cheng Zhu was puzzled.

Shen Minglang calls himself the little prince of the drinking table.

Playing drinking games is a big deal, but the main thing is that you can drink!

Just a brainless alcohol container.

Logically speaking, it was just him and Shen Qingning, and his sister wouldn't force him to drink maliciously, so why did he get drunk so early?

Then you can only feed yourself!

Cheng Zhu knew very well that there were some things that friends could not help solve.

But sometimes, friends are not there to solve problems.

Friends just show up.

In life, we need to solve many problems by ourselves, but in this situation, if someone is willing to be by your side and care about you, you will definitely feel better.

"Of course, I will definitely take a few pictures of him being drunk and ugly as a souvenir."

"Jiang Wanzhou will probably pay a high price to buy the ugly photos, so I'll just consider it as money for travel expenses." Cheng Zhu smiled.

The pink electric scooter was driving at a constant speed in the night city of Hangzhou. A red Ferrari 458 whizzed past him. After taking a look, he could still see the big white legs on the passenger seat through the glass.

In his previous life, he had a grey Ferrari F8, but he didn’t use this kind of transparent glass film.

Because back then, there were so many people taking street photos of cars.

If the car is too flashy, street photographers will take a lot of photos and post them online.

If the car film is too transparent, won’t people be able to see the car model through the film?

It's easy to get into big problems.

The wine shop opened by Shen Minglang was a bit far from Cheng Zhu's starting point, and it took him twenty minutes to arrive.

After pushing the door open, he found that the bar's business was indeed bad.

He had previously given advice to Shen Minglang, which helped Jiuyin's business to improve briefly. But it was obvious that Boss Shen had smuggled his own agenda in the subsequent operations and had embarked on the wrong path.

He felt that Shen Minglang was indeed not suitable for opening a store.

Many people like to open a shop. In fact, they don’t necessarily like doing business, but they like to stay in their own environment, doing what they like, passively waiting for others to recognize their taste, and then make some money by the way.

Essentially this is an externalization of the individual.

Many people regard this situation as a dream.

——I dare not imagine how wonderful such days are.

Cheng Zhu said: I dare not even think about how much the loss will be.

Opening a shop is not like doing art. You can’t just do whatever you like.

Just like Cheng Zhu’s [Youlaiwan], some parts of it do not conform to his personal aesthetic, but he knows very well that his aesthetic is not important.

Many second-generation rich people like Shen Minglang are too individualistic, so it is difficult for them to open a store.

He does have the qualifications and conditions to open a store for fun, but if the store is really opened, how many people really don't care about the business at all?

Why don't you decorate your home like this and invite a few friends over for a drink every now and then?

What's more, if the business of the store is bad, people will laugh at you. Losing money is a small matter, but face is more important than anything else.

After Cheng Zhu walked into the store, Ye Zi smiled at him and waved.

He nodded slightly.

Ye Zi immediately made a move and pointed in the direction of Shen Minglang and Shen Qingning.

It was a seat in the far corner of the bar, with no one around.

Shen Minglang had already laid down, it seemed that he had really drunk himself to death.

Shen Qingning held her chin with one hand, as if she was in a state of emptiness, while the other hand held her car keys, and she seemed to be muttering something.

Didn't Cheng Zhu help her get a Pikachu keychain before? Shen Qingning loved watching "Pokemon" since she was a child, so this keychain was hung on the car key.

He watched her from a distance, analyzing her lip movements.

"Pika Pika?" He looked confused. Was she imitating Pikachu's way of speaking?

Or is she talking to the Pikachu keychain?

This is something that forest deer might do every day, but it is somewhat strange that it happens to Shen Qingning.

He walked a few steps toward that direction, and only when Cheng Zhu stood beside her did she raise her head and look at the newcomer.

Their eyes met, and Cheng Zhu looked down at her and actually felt a breathtaking beauty.

The coolness on Shen Qingning's body almost disappeared completely, and his eyes were a little confused after drinking.

She was born with fair skin, and her skin was slightly red, as if she had put on a layer of natural blush.

As if surprised by Cheng Zhu's sudden appearance, her plump lips opened slightly.

"Cheng Zhu?" Chen Qingning blinked, then asked in confusion: "Why are you here?"

"Come to your brother's store to shop." Cheng Zhu lied.

Shen Qingning didn't ask any more questions, but just glanced at Shen Minglang.

The two sofa seats in this location were against the wall. Shen Minglang was lying down and drinking, so Cheng Zhu naturally couldn't sit in.

This forced Shen Qingning to move her butt to make room for an empty seat, and then she said to Cheng Zhu, "Sit down."

After Cheng Zhu sat down, he pointed at Shen Minglang and asked, "What's wrong with him? Is he drunk at this hour?"

When the brother and sister talk about their mother and stepmother, they don't want outsiders to be present.

But now that we have finished talking about it, I can explain it when others ask me the reason.

"It's nothing. I just miss my mother when I'm almost 30." She said lightly.

Cheng Zhu glanced at this arrogant guy and asked directly, "What about you?"

His voice was unusually soft, and there was a gentle smile in his eyes.

Shen Qingning looked into his eyes, as if she was hit by something. She didn't know if it was because of the alcohol or if she was holding back tears. She only saw her mouth slightly flattened and said, "A little bit."

Cheng Zhu opened up the conversation. Chen Qingning looked down at her cocktail glass, holding the straw in her right hand, and kept circling it in the glass. She said:

"They say that you dream about something at night, but it's strange that my brother and I haven't dreamed about her much in six years."

When she said this, there was something else in her mind that she hadn't said out loud.

——I am no longer a child who is afraid of ghosts. Mom, can you come and see me in your dream?

Cheng Zhu just sat aside, listening to her quietly without saying a word.

After a while, he suddenly asked: "What do you want to become after you die?"

The sudden change of subject made Shen Qingning slightly stunned.

She simply thought that Cheng Zhu was afraid that she would continue to be sad, so he changed the subject abruptly.

This was a topic that she would have found childish and boring in the past.

But now she thought about it seriously and gave the most cliché answer: "Many people say that when people die, they will become stars in the sky. I think this is pretty good."

"Why?" Cheng Zhu asked.

"Because this way you can watch others from the sky?" Shen Qingning said.

Cheng Zhu nodded and said, "I don't want to be in heaven looking at the people I care about all the time."

He is a person who pays more attention to his own feelings. He feels that if he passes away and can really watch everything happening in the world from heaven, it may not be a good feeling.

It would be nice to go and see him when you remember him.

Just keep watching, then forget it.

You may not be able to accept what you see!

"What about you?" Shen Qingning turned her head and looked at him.

Cheng Zhu was silent for a moment, and for the time being, the two could only hear Shen Minglang's thunderous snoring.

At this moment, he was not thinking about how to give a true answer in his mind.

He just needed an opportunity at this moment, an opportunity to comfort her.

In other words, it is to pave the way for what happens next.

After more than ten seconds, he said, "Well, I've heard that people turn into wind after they die. I want to be the wind!"

"Why?" Shen Qingning looked at her with one hand on her chin. As a result, because her mind and body were dizzy after drinking, her body slowly fell toward the wall, and her face almost fell from the palm of her hand, looking a little silly.

"I'm not like you. I think if I keep looking at the people I want to see in the sky, I might get very tired."

"As for me, I become a gust of wind."

“Whenever I want to see someone, the wind will blow on him.”

Hearing this, Shen Qingning tilted her head and looked at him, as if she was thinking seriously.

Finally, she nodded and said, "This seems to be pretty good."

Cheng Zhu looked at him and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had done all the necessary steps to comfort him and all he had to do was wait and see what would happen next.

Fifteen minutes later, Shen Minglang became even more drunk. He could still sit on the long sofa chair, but he almost fell off the chair and slid to the ground.

"Don't let him sleep here, let's send him back." Cheng Zhu said.

"We don't need to send him a gift. He always drinks until he loses his memory in the store, so the store manager will send him a gift. We're used to it." Shen Qingning replied.

Cheng Zhu nodded and went to find the manager of Jiuyin.

Then, the two of them helped the drunk Shen Minglang up and walked out of the bar, while Shen Qingning followed behind Cheng Zhu.

Ye Zi took a deep look at their departing backs, and without saying a word, she continued to wipe the bar with a rag.

There was clearly no stagnant water or stains there, but she kept wiping it for a long time.

Outside the door, Cheng Zhu and the store manager worked together to lift Shen Minglang into his Panamera. He then gave the store manager his phone number and asked him to call him after he sent Shen Minglang home.

Then, he walked towards Shen Qingning who was standing aside and said, “Let’s go, since you’ve been drinking, let me drive you home.”

Shen Qingning shook her head. Although her car keys were in her bag, she didn't drive out today. She asked Shen Minglang to pick her up.

"I didn't drive today." She looked at Cheng Zhu.

Cheng Zhu looked at him, his back straightened, and said in a boastful tone: "Tsk, luckily I opened it!"

“Follow me!” He waved at Shen Qingning.

He did not park his sexy pink electric scooter directly in front of Shen Minglang's store.

People who open shops don’t like to have a bunch of messy things parked in front of their shops, so if they go to a friend’s shop, they will also be considerate and not seek the convenience of walking a few steps.

Soon, he pointed to his electric bike.

"Remember what I said to you in the bar?" Cheng Zhu said to Chen Qingning, and he began to retract the foreshadowing he had laid earlier.

He just grinned at Shen Qingning and pointed to his battery lane:

"Come on, I'll take you to get some fresh air."

(End of this chapter)

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