He was drunk for three days before sinking.
Holding a grand banquet has always been a Chinese tradition for celebration.
In ancient times, even the "Tanhua" (third-place scholar in the imperial examination) had a banquet. In modern times, there is also a tradition of holding a banquet after a child's college entrance examination if the child's results are acceptable. Not to mention that Shen Qian was a double top scorer, so a banquet was naturally indispensable.
However, Shen Liang and Wang Xiaojuan discovered with a mixture of helplessness and relief that they didn't need to worry about anything at all.
On the first day, the City Lord's Mansion took the lead, with more than ten leading enterprises in the city jointly sponsoring the event, booking more than fifty hotels of all sizes throughout the city for a grand banquet.
At the main banquet in the city lord's mansion, Shen Qian was made dizzy by Chai Haotian's treasured thirty-year-old daughter's red wine. Everyone had to save face, so no one cheated by using their vital energy.
Even Shi Dingyan and Liu Changqing, who came to the banquet, drank too much.
Shen Qian only vaguely remembered some fragmented scenes, such as Chai Haotian blushing and wanting to become sworn brothers with Shen Qian, and also how a niece of some bureau chief almost dragged Shen Qian into the toilet, but was stopped in time by Dao Jiu, thus preserving Shen Qian's innocence.
The next morning, after waking up in the Tower of Babel, besides having a splitting headache, all he could do was stare blankly at the dozen or so bank cards and three car keys in his hand.
These were all "gifts" from local groups to the sinking site.
The amounts in the bank cards varied, ranging from a minimum of 180,000 to a maximum of 880,000, totaling nearly 7 million.
The vehicles included a Wuling sports coupe, a Hongqi SUV, and a limited-edition supercar produced by a joint venture between Porsche and Volkswagen.
Shen Qian originally intended to return the valuables, but Shi Dingyan stopped him.
"Don't feel guilty. In the future, you will give back even more to them."
Hearing Shi Dingyan's meaningful words, Shen Qian no longer insisted.
Although Chai Haotian did not offer any cash gifts, he did prepare a large 400-square-meter apartment for Shen Qian in a prime location in Beicheng, worth tens of millions of yuan.
However, Shen Liang and Wang Xiaojuan were too lazy to move, and no one would be living in that big bungalow for the time being.
In conclusion, this college entrance examination yielded far more gains than I had anticipated beforehand.
Originally, the material rewards for becoming the top scorer in a province were quite substantial, but they were probably only a few million.
As the first martial arts champion in the country, Shen Qian's previous college entrance examination has already yielded material rewards worth over 40 million yuan.
There may be some additional income later, such as a cash payment from the Ministry of Education to the top scorers in the provincial civil service exams, and rewards from local martial arts bureaus, local education bureaus, and the school where Chen Qian studied, such as No. 7 Middle School.
These are things they cannot refuse, because from their perspective, refusing to accept the money before it's received would be a political issue.
The following evening, Huang Tao initiated a dinner party, which was mainly attended by teachers and students from No. 7 Middle School.
There was no other way but to go.
Respecting teachers and valuing their teachings has always been a traditional Chinese virtue. If I didn't go before the incident, I don't know how many people would criticize me behind my back.
But in fact, among these more than ten teachers from various subjects, Shen Qian was only truly grateful to Liu Simin.
After all, his grades had always been at the bottom of the class, the kind of person that teachers found annoying, so naturally they couldn't have a very good relationship.
Only Liu Simin truly provided a lot of warmth and help to Shenqian over the past three years.
Shen Qian gave Liu Simin a large red envelope as a token of gratitude, the amount being neither too much nor too little, 100,000 yuan.
Liu Simin wouldn't want more, and Shen Qian wouldn't be able to present it properly if she had less.
Of all these teachers, Liu Simin's perspective was the most complex.
She didn't know how she had inexplicably produced a top scorer in two subjects. It was said that her professional title was promoted three levels as a result, and some schools in Mingcheng even offered her high salaries to poach her.
If there's anything else to feel, it's that the classmates in Class 109 suddenly feel like strangers.
Not to mention Zhou Xu and Zhang Liangwei, even Lao Wang felt a little uncomfortable. On the contrary, Lin Xiaoqian was the most relaxed and could joke with Shen Qian as casually as ever.
That night, Shen Qian had many feelings.
Furthermore, from the conversation with Grandpa Xu, I learned that his grandniece had successfully obtained a place at Jingcheng Martial Arts University, thus fulfilling her gratitude before her death and settling a karmic debt.
On the third day, Shen Qian originally wanted to rest, but Wei Sijian came again, so Shen Qian simply invited Song Ye, Ouyang Fei, Gu Zifang and others to a feast.
Wei Sijian came to invite Shen Qian to visit Beidu, saying that he had an important matter to discuss with him.
Shen Qian agreed, and also asked Wei Sijian to help find out when Ding Yi would be able to come out of the closed training. He... missed her.
The three days were spent in a state of blissful debauchery.
On the morning of the fourth day, before going to sleep, I opened my eyes and visualized the forbidden projection in my mind for a while. After that, I felt refreshed again.
The bracelet is constantly vibrating, but after the initial uproar, the people contacting Chenqian most often now are from universities all over the country.
The reason is simple: three days later is the time to fill out college application forms.
Thinking about this, Shen Qian lay on the bed in a daze for a while before finally getting up.
Mr. Shen!
As soon as he opened the bedroom door, Dao Jiu, who was sitting by the door, looked up and grinned at Chen Qian.
Why don't you sleep on the sofa?
The strange path ahead.
Although Dao Jiu, as a guard, didn't seem very bright, he was indeed very dedicated. For the past three days, he had stayed by Shen Qian's side without leaving for a moment and hadn't touched a drop of alcohol.
Last night, at Wang Xiaojuan's prior instruction, Dao Jiu brought the drunken Shen Qian back to Xingfu Community.
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