Happy Youth: Picking up corpses at the beginning of the game
7 A bar in the middle of the night, and her best friend was drunk? Should he pick it up or not? 7 more! Votes!

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"Wait, wait, wait…"

In a western restaurant.

The melodious sound of the violin and the piano echoed throughout the restaurant.

In a booth, Lin Fei and Tang Xin sat opposite each other.

Lin Fei smiled calmly as he held a knife and fork and ate his steak.

"Not bad, I like the atmosphere here very much. The 'A Major Sonata No. 11' is very nice and melodious.”

"Oh?"

On the other side, Tang Xin smiled gently.

"President Lin, I didn't expect you to have studied piano music.”

"I dabbled a little."

Lin Fei smiled.

In her previous life, as a white-collar worker, he often went out to drink and socialize with all kinds of designers. He dabbled in western food, coffee, tea, golf, and so on. Although he wasn't proficient, he could still dabble in it.

Naturally, Lin Fei knew about the piano pieces of Wolfgang Amazt.

The two of them ate bite by bite and chatted about their recent work.

"CEO Lin, are you planning to come back to Beijing to take charge of the company?”

"No, no, no."

Lin Fei waved the fork in his hand.

"I still have to go to school for a year. When my mother left, she left behind her last wish. She wanted me to study hard in university and make a difference in the future. Now, I've completed half of it, and there's still half left. I don't want my mother to worry about me in the future.”

“……”

Tang Xin fell silent.

Looking at the young man who had just turned eighteen, her heart was filled with emotions.

He was 30 years old this year, and he looked elegant and refined.

Of course, this was not important.

The most important thing was still the youth in front of him.

He was only eighteen years old and had a company with billions of assets, with a stable annual income of more than a billion.

Even after deducting those expenses, there were still a few hundred million net income left for Lin Fei.

To describe such a youth as young and promising was a little too young.

This was a life that many people envied!

"Alright, looks like I have to work hard for another year?”

Tang Xin curled her lips and acted coquettishly, making people feel pity for her.

Lin Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"What's wrong? Do you want me to compensate you? A raise? Or double the year-end bonus?"

"CEO Lin, don't talk about money. Talking about money hurts our relationship. Then look at me. I'm 30 years old and a golden leftover woman. Why don't…"

"Eat, eat…"

Lin Fei changed the topic and interrupted Tang Xin's teasing.

A hint of playfulness flashed in the latter's eyes.

Little brother, as expected of a little brother…

……

"Dong dong dong!"

Rhythmic music started playing in the bar.

Countless young men and women were drinking strong alcohol to vent their stress.

"Welcome! May I ask…"

"I'm looking for someone."

Pushing open the door, the waiter was about to greet her when Tong Wenjie raised her hand and interrupted him.

She walked in and looked around. Finally, she saw Song Qian sitting at the bar counter.

Today, she was wearing light makeup and exuded charm from the inside out.

This forty-year-old woman was wearing tight-fitting pants and silk half-sleeves. She was especially charming. Many men around her looked at her with invasive gazes.

She hurried over and saw that he was about to continue drinking when Tong Wenjie snatched it over.

"Aiya! I say, Little Aunt, don't drink anymore. What's wrong? Why did he suddenly drink so much? You even got yourself drunk."

"I…I can still drink. Wenjie, you…give it to me! Pour me some wine!"

"Alright, alright, I'll pour you some wine…"

As she spoke, Tong Wenjie turned to look at the bar and asked for a glass of lemonade.

Song Qian couldn't tell if it was wine or lemonade. She downed half the glass in one gulp.

"Wenjie, do you think…I was wrong?”

Feeling Song Qian lying in her arms, Tong Wenjie patted her back.

"Tell me, what happened?"

" Today, I thought that Yingzi was on holiday, so I went to watch a movie with her. Halfway through the movie, she told me that she had seen the movie. I thought, why would she still come to watch it after seeing it? Then, I argued with her, and in the end…it ended like this…"

"What about Yingzi?"

"She went home crying."

"This…"

Tong Wenjie hesitated.

How could this mother and daughter quarrel?

"Wenjie, tell me, am I wrong? I just wanted to watch a movie with her, but she actually watched it with someone else. She clearly watched it, so why did she lie to me?”

"She…she might have done it to accompany you.”

Tong Wenjie analyzed.

"Accompany me? For me?"

Song Qian drank all the lemon water in her glass and snorted coldly.

"She clearly did that to go out and play, to pass time! Wenjie, she was already in her third year of high school. It had already been a few days since school started. If she was so fun, what would happen in the future? What she should do now was to put all her energy into her studies!”

"I…You…"

Tong Wenjie was stunned.

Song Qian was a little obsessed with her child's studies.

But thinking about it carefully, which parent wasn't extreme?

He wasn't any better.

"No, I…I want to go back and watch her study hard. If she continues to be like this, her future will be over!”

As she spoke, Song Qian stood up shakily and was about to leave.

"Aiyo, slow down, my dear…"

He quickly stood up and supported Song Qian, and the two of them walked out.

However, just as she walked to the door, Tong Wenjie's phone rang.

"Hello? Xiao Jin, what? The financing plan was brought forward? Meeting tonight? This…"

Tong Wenjie looked hesitantly at Song Qian in her arms.

The latter heard the conversation in a daze and broke free from Tong Wenjie's embrace.

She sat on a bench at the side.

"Wenjie, you…if you're busy, go ahead. I'll take a taxi back myself.”

"Can you do it?"

"It can work! I'm not drunk! What are you worried about? Let's go, let's go! I'll take a taxi myself."

After saying that, Song Qian took out her phone to hail a taxi.

Tong Wenjie saw that Xiao Jin kept urging her on WeChat after she had hailed a taxi. Only then did she turn around and leave.

……

"CEO Lin, I'll continue to push forward according to your plan and design drawings.”

"Yes, thank you for your hard work in the coming year. When I'm not busy, I'll go to the company too.”

"Okay, take care, President Lin."

"Be careful on the road."

After greeting him, Lin Fei ran to the parking lot in the distance.

It was a private matter today, so Lin Fei still drove his Bugatti.

From afar, he saw that there were already a few young men and women surrounding his car. They were pointing at the car and taking photos.

Lin Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He might have long passed the age of this temperament, right?

Lin Fei wanted to...

"Ugh!"

However, he had only taken a few steps when the sound of vomiting rang out.

He turned around and saw a woman sitting on the bench on the left, vomiting. The vomit had stained her clothes.

After taking a glance, Lin Fei only found it familiar, but he did not care too much and was about to leave.

He also saw the bar at the side.

Drunken men and women were all too common at the entrance of the bar.

Lin Fei was indifferent to this. He drank too, but he was not as addicted to alcohol as he was. Unless it was for entertainment and to release pressure.

However…

"You're the driver, right? Quick…take, take me away…"

The woman stood up shakily and mumbled incoherently. She looked at the figure in front of her and pounced on him.

Hey?

Holding the woman, Lin Fei had a strange expression.

Good heavens…

Song Qian?

She was Little Aunt Tong Wenjie's best friend and Qiao Yingzi's mother.

No wonder he found it familiar.

He didn't expect to meet her here.

From the looks of it, he was obviously drunk.

For a moment, Lin Fei hesitated.

What should he do next?

Coincidentally, at this moment.

[Mission: Choose whether to bring Song Qian to the hotel to sober up and calm her down.]

[Reward: Divine Quality and Charm Disseminating Title. It will be automatically triggered after wearing it. It will constantly emit personal temperament and charm to attract the attention of the opposite sex. However, please take note to retreat safely.]

[Don't bring: Reward: Scumbag title. After the title is triggered, there is a chance to attract the opposite sex, but after a period of time, it will be disgusted and leave the host on its own accord. A must-have title for people who pass by flowers and leaves!]

Hmm?

Good fellow!

This mission put him in a dilemma!

Looking at Song Qian who was lying on his shoulder and smelling the fragrance of alcohol and her body, Lin Fei hesitated.

What did he mean by bringing Song Qian to a hotel to sober up?

Wasn't that just picking up corpses?

This corpse…

Should he pick it up or not?

Should he be a male god or a scumbag?

Lin Fei was in a dilemma.

But…

When he lowered his head and saw the beautiful scenery under the loose shirt, he made a decision...

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