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"What's the big deal? Children's matters are a big deal. I'll ask my father-in-law about the situation when I get back. Leave it to me. Don't worry." Mr. Dong patted his chest and agreed.

"Thank you. By the way, what about the project Mr. Shen just mentioned?" The goal has been achieved, and accordingly, Chi Zhen needs to give these people some benefits.

"Oh, yes, that's right..."

The contract was settled as they toasted each other, and everyone in the private room gained relatively satisfactory benefits. They drank and talked happily, and drank a lot of the liquor on the table.

It was late, the business was done, and the people present were drunk. Some of them were so drunk that they asked their host to leave, while others fell asleep on the sofa.

When the time is right, the manager considerately asks the waiters to escort each boss out, either to an apartment or to the underground garage to find a designated driver.

Chi Zhen was not drunk yet, but his temples were a little swollen and painful. Drinking was inevitable in such a drinking party.

Just as he was about to stand up and ask Assistant Chen who was waiting downstairs to come and take him back to the villa, the manager next to him bravely came over and called in a group of young faces.

"Mr. Chi, I didn't satisfy you last time. Take a look, is there anything you like this time? They are all carefully selected and very clean!"

Listening to the manager's words, Chi Yu pressed his temples and remembered that this was indeed the case.

After sending the child away, he thought he had been single for too long and mistakenly placed his physical sensations on the other person.

Thinking that I could use alcohol to relax and suppress that impulse, I accepted the invitation and came to such a drinking party.

After listening to the advice of others at the party, I wanted to find someone to give it a try, so I asked the manager to bring a few people over.

But that little thought disappeared completely when I saw other people.

The matter was shelved. After such a long time, he himself had forgotten about it. Unexpectedly, the nightclub manager still remembered it.

Following the manager's direction, I saw a row of handsome young men and women standing in the lighted private room. Most of them looked like college students.

There is childishness in his eyes, and he looks not much older than the children at home.

Thinking of the people at home, Chi Zhen remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask Xiao Liu whether he had taken the child back home. The child had a very twisted temper. If he didn't want to go home, Xiao Liu really couldn't do anything about it.

However, if she had been cooped up at home for too long and wanted to go out and have some fun, he wouldn't be too harsh on her. As long as she wasn't fooling around and drinking outside, he wouldn't be too strict on her.

When thinking of wine, certain images flashed through Chi Zhen's mind.

The wine was getting to my head, and my waist and abdomen were feeling a little burning. The suppressed emotions seemed to be making a comeback under the influence of alcohol.

The manager noticed that the man's eyes were blank, as if there was nothing he was interested in, but his state seemed somewhat interesting.

Since they are all men, it is natural for the manager to help provide some options.

Signaling the whitest and best-looking boy in the row to come forward, the manager said, "Xiao Zhou, go get Mr. Chi a glass of water."

Mr. Chi didn't like the hostess he found last time, so he tried a clean boy this time. If he succeeded, the commission he could get would be much faster than the salary of a manager.

"Mr. Chi, Xiao Zhou is 20 years old and is studying at Lanzhou University." The manager knew the habits of some bosses, they just liked these young people, so he introduced them to them a little more.

Chi Yu, who was originally in a trance, came back to his senses and heard the word "Landa" and asked:

"Are you a student at Lanzhou University? How's the campus environment? Is the food in the restaurant good?"

Although he was in Rongcheng, he had never been to Lanzhou University. If the food in the cafeteria was not good, he should have the right to ask for rectification after donating several buildings to the school.

My children at home are picky eaters and don’t like to eat many things. They can’t go hungry when they go to college.

Xiao Zhou was a little surprised when he was asked this question, but then he was confused by this strange question.

The action of pouring water was a little stiff, and Xiao Zhou answered carefully:

"Everything is...fine."

With a slight nod, Chi Yu stood up and walked towards the door.

"Um, Mr. Chi, these people?" The manager was a little confused. In his impression, asking meant interest, and the next step was to take people away.

"Boss, the car is parked, please go directly through the main entrance." Just at this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open by Assistant Chen who came over.

Chi Zhen walked out and warned the smart-ass nightclub manager as he passed by the door.

"There won't be a next time for this kind of thing."

Stared at by the cold pupils, the manager panicked for a moment, knowing that his self-willed behavior had brought bad luck to the big boss.

He was worried, wondering if this incident would bring some trouble to the nightclub. Thinking about the commission, he actually forgot that not all bosses like people to pull strings.

He forced a smile and nodded awkwardly.

The two men walked away one after the other. The manager's tense nerves relaxed, and he sent away the group of people who were still standing in the private room. He also apologized to the boss in advance to give him a heads-up.

It was already midnight when Chi Zhen returned home.

I opened the door and changed my shoes. I thought You Mu had already fallen asleep, but when I bent down and lowered my head, I saw a pair of bare feet.

"Don't you know how to put on shoes when you go downstairs?"

Putting the extra slippers at hand over, Chi Yu straightened up, tilted his head back to untie his tie, and loosened his shirt to let in some air.

Holding the cup, You Mu kicked away the neatly placed slippers and refused to cooperate: "Trouble."

"It's so late and you're still not sleeping?"

Walking in, Chi Yu took off his coat and started talking to him. The bar was very noisy, but the quiet environment at home was more pleasant.

Although the young man behind me was willful, his voice sounded much more soothing than those waitresses who snuggled up to the guests.

"I'm thirsty. Go get some water." You Mu gestured, shaking the ice water in the cup.

The clothes swayed in the air, and the scent attached to the fabric was released. You Mu sniffed the air with his nose tip, and he found something. His pupils dilated slightly, and he hurried to the man's side.

"But I'm asking, you don't let me drink, but you drink freely on your own? You went to the bar? The perfume on your body would be absorbed into the smell." He sniffed a little closer, and the smell of perfume mixed with the alcohol became more obvious.

"I thought Uncle Chi was pure-hearted and wanted to become a monk."

His fingertips tapped on the glass, and the rhythmic tapping sounds matched the words and fell into Chi Zhen's ears.

The two of them were sitting quite close to each other on the sofa, and Chi Zhen couldn't smell the alcohol on him or the perfume that the other person mentioned.

Instead, the smell of the shower gel on the young man's body clearly entered his nose. It was unique, clear and distinct, and instantly occupied all the senses.

"Chi Yu, take me with you next time. It's really cool to drink some wine and be accompanied by a beautiful woman." You Mu tiptoed closer and added as if negotiating a deal:

"Even if we are detaining prisoners, we still have to provide some benefits, right?"

The ice water formed a layer of frost on the wall of the glass. Chi Zhen's gaze shifted from the other person's eager eyes to the hand holding the cup, the fingertips were red from the ice.

He thought that if he went to a bar, the other party might not be able to wait for the waiter to feed him the wine.

His arms were propped up on the back of the sofa, and his joints were slightly whitened by the pressure in the dim environment. His mind was uncontrollably replacing the images of the private room. If it was the person in front of him who handed him the tea in the private room...

If he didn't have to worry about his identity and age.

The repressed blood began to boil, and the suppressed impulse surged up again.