The wine was finished and the food was eaten.

Zhao Yingjun staggered to his feet, planning to find a place to have some fun.

Now is his best time.

"Don't forget Assistant Zhang, your two sisters..."

Li Zhenyu hesitated to speak, and finally patted his shoulder vigorously. As Zhao Yingjun staggered and grinned, he left with a smile, "You've worked so hard, kid."

With such an excellent family, how did Zhao Yingjun survive?

At ARENA electronic music nightclub, Choi Man-sik is admiring his newly acquired property on the second floor.

He put a lot of thought into gaining control of this nightclub.

4.5 billion won is the largest investment he has made so far.

If anything goes wrong with this deal, he will lose all his money.

Therefore, he would come and watch it in person every day to feel at ease.

Fortunately, the nightclub business did not disappoint him, and there was a constant stream of customers coming and going every day.

ARENA's fame is growing, and Choi Man-sik plans to close for 15 days next year to change its style.

We must always ensure that the decoration and style of the nightclub keep up with the times.

Only in this way can we achieve lasting prosperity.

He wants to run the nightclub as a long-term business.

This kind of entertainment-related business is easy to handle.

"Brother, Zhao Yingjunxi is here."

"How many times have I told you to call me President?"

"I'm sorry, President."

"Where are the people?"

Upon learning that Zhao Yingjun had been sent to the VIP booth, Cui Wanzhi also walked towards the booth.

"Come here, sit here, you...go away."

When Choi Wan-sik arrived, Zhao Yingjun was picking and choosing among the girls around him.

The girls who come to nightclubs are very open and know why they are there. No one will try to cover up or make excuses.

Of course, if you just want to dance, just refuse to be approached and just dance your own dance.

If you accept the other person's approach and drink his wine, but he says "it's late" at the end.

Whatever happens, it's normal.

"Handsome brother."

Looking past the uniform hip skirt and sexy long legs, Choi Man-sik sat next to Cho Young-jun, "How much did you drink? Are you done with your work?"

"Well, Wan Zhi, you came just in time. Have another drink with me."

"OK."

Choi Man-sik agreed with a smile and asked his younger brother, "Why hasn't the wine been delivered yet? Hurry up."

"I'm coming...right now."

Waiters in hot pants lined up in a long queue to deliver drinks, fruit plates and snacks to the tables.

Zhao Yingjun's confused eyes suddenly brightened up, "Wait, um...you, come here."

The waitress who was called froze in place, "Huh?"

"Yes, it's you. Sit here."

Zhao Yingjun patted the seat next to him, motioning for her to sit next to him.

Cui Wanzhi winked at the waiter and said, "Come over and have a drink with the president."

In Choi Wan-sik's impression, Zhao Yingjun never forced girls, but only showed his charm of both virtue and wealth.

This was the first time I targeted a new waiter, like today.

But he had to give this face no matter what.

Maybe he just wanted to have a drink with the other person on a whim.

"Inside."

The girl had no choice but to sit next to Zhao Yingjun stiffly.

"You look like someone I know."

He found that Zhao Yingjun was not like the jerk customer who took advantage of him right away and used vulgar and obscene language.

Instead, it was like a small gathering among friends, drinking and chatting in their spare time, and the waiters also became bolder.

“…first love.”

The waiter felt like he was asking something he shouldn't have asked.

But the painting had already been exported, and it was impossible to take it back, so I had to bite the bullet and continue the conversation.

"What does that look like?"

"It's beautiful, with some regrets, but more memories."

Zhao Yingjun picked up the wine glass, drank it all again, and turned back to look at her with a look of desire.

"Come with me tonight and this watch will be yours."

He took off the watch worth 50 million and placed it in the waiter's hand.

Tonight, Zhao Yingjun finally regained his first love experience as he wished.

On the other side, the drunk Xiu Mei was carried by Li Zhenyu into the passenger seat and the door was closed. Zhao Enjing in the back seat squeezed in and said, "Oppa, there is still room here."

The car was noisy all the way. Xiumei, who was drunk, sang and shouted, and couldn't keep quiet for a minute.

Li Shuxian could only try his best to stay awake and take care of the two young ladies.

Whenever he saw her pull the 200,000 yuan worth of stockings on her legs and cause them to fall off, Li Shuxian's heart trembled.

200,000 is my monthly living expenses.

But to her, it was just the price of a pair of insignificant stockings.

Looking at Zhao Enjing on the right, most of her body was squeezed into Li Zhenyu's arms, making him unable to move at all, "Bitch."

"arrive."

The car stopped in front of the gate of Lihua. Li Zhenyu got out first, and Zhao Enjing jumped out next. "Oppa, I'll just take Xiu Li back. The gate lady won't let you in at this moment."

Thinking of the rules of Ewha University, Li Zhenyu nodded in agreement: "Thank you for your hard work, Eunjung."

I helped her support Xiumei to the school gate and watched them stagger into the church gate. Xiumei was still shouting, "Oppa, don't go, don't go..."

The smile in his heart was really hard to suppress, Li Zhenyu waved his hand and smiled: "Okay, Oppa will come to see you often."

After watching them enter the school gate, Li Zhenyu turned over his palm playfully, and found a number written on the piece of paper inside.

"Oppa, are you okay?"

Seeing him standing there motionless, Li Shuxian thought he was not feeling well.

As soon as I walked up to him, my eyes were fixed on the piece of paper in his palm.

'Hey, bitch.'

Li Shuxian seemed to be irritated and cursed in his heart in rage.

"and yours?"

"Eh? What?"

Li Zhenyu suddenly appeared and interrupted Li Shuxian's cursing and jealousy.

But the stark reality obviously hurt her fragile heart, which had not yet been broken into pieces.

"Oppa, I didn't..."

Li Zhenyu put the note into his pocket and said with a smile: "It's okay, just wait until you decide to find Xiumei."

Li Zhenyu got back into the car and sat directly in the passenger seat. "Driver Jin, let's go."

After personally sending Xiumei to the dormitory, Li Zhenyu looked at Li Shuxian who came out with him and asked, "Do you want me to send you off?"

"No, I'm nearby."

"Okay, be safe."

Li Zhenyu opened the back door and was about to leave, thinking in his heart, "Where should I spend the night tonight?"

Click~ The car door that had just been closed was opened again from the outside.

Li Shuxian bit his lower lip, his face full of confusion but with a hint of determination, "Um...Oppa, can you take me away?"

Li Shuxian's hesitation came from her inner reserve and the relationship that had just ended, but her determination to get back on board also came from it.

Since you are powerless to fight against reality, why should you continue to be a struggling and incompetent clown?

(End of this chapter)