In the president's office of Wen's Group.

It was almost midnight when Wen Qingyin finished her work.

After turning off the computer, Shu Jiyuan asked, "Shall I send you home, or go to the hotel?"

Wen Qingyin stretched herself and said, "Let's go to the hospital."

Shu Jiyuan was worried. "Have you had time to sleep recently?"

Wen Qingyin picked up her coat and walked out. "My dad has a guest room over there. Don't worry, I'm afraid of death as you are?"

The night in the city was like a reflection in the daytime. Under the same prosperity, there was a different scenery.

There was a band on the side of the road singing at the top of their lungs. The singer's face was full of bitterness and hatred, and Wen Qingyin couldn't help but think of Yan Jinghuai.

The neon lights fell on her face, adding a sense of loneliness to her.

Shu Jiyuan looked at her for a long time in the rearview mirror and finally couldn't help saying,

"If the starlet coaxed you to take birth control pills, don't agree."

She emphasized, "Tell him to wear condoms. He must wear them."

Wen Qingyin looked at her blankly. "What?"

Shu Jiyuan explained, "He looks like a jerk. He's the kind of jerk who would cheat you into taking birth control pills and letting you have an abortion alone."

Wen Qingyin recalled the face of Yan Jinghuai. Was that person so presumptuous.

She sank into the soft cushion and said, "Let's talk about it after he agrees."

Shu Jiyuan asked vaguely, "Do you need me to do anything?"

Wen Qingyin suddenly had a headache. She pressed her temples and said, "There's no need. Don't we still have plan B? There's no need to force him to do something dirty."

She muttered: "Besides, he's not so good that I have to have him."

Old Mr. Wen was 92 years old this year. Before the New Year, he suddenly fainted at home and was sent to a private hospital owned by Wen's Group. He had never gone out again.

Walking into the ward, Wen Qingyin was the first to smell the burnt smell of barbecue. She knew it was the smell left by the defibrillator.

Old Mr. Wen had just narrowly escaped death again.

Now, he was lying on the hospital bed again, and the breathing machine covered most of his face.

Wen Qingyin looked at the wrinkles on her grandfather's face and remembered that he was standing beside her in high spirits at the Tail Tooth Banquet last year.

But now, he could only lie on the hospital bed and rely on drugs to survive.

This kind of feeling was very strange. There was no sense of reality at all.

"Are you awake?" Wen Qingyin asked.

The person on the hospital bed still had her eyes closed.

Wen Qingyin found a chair and sat by the bed.

She held her grandfather's rough hand and complained, "You're really a bad grandfather. You actually lay here on your own and left the company to me."

"Do you know how unreliable your son, Wen Yuming, is? I can't scold him."

She was so tired that she fell asleep unconsciously.

When her breathing became steady, the old man on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

He stretched out his hand with great difficulty and gently touched her hair.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the bar was ready to open.

Zhou was wiping the cups behind the bar when he saw Yan Jinghuai coming down from the second floor. He looked at the time and said, "You've slept long enough."

Yan Jinghuai answered in a hoarse voice and went into the bar to wipe cups with him.

Zhou looked him up and down several times and asked, "How are things going between you and your sugar daddy?"

Thinking of Wen Qingyin, Yan Jinghuai scratched his head and said, "It's a beautiful girl. She pestered me to marry her."

Zhou rolled his eyes and said, "How much stimulation are you getting? You're starting to make up nonsense."

Yan Jinghuai wanted to show off, but Chen Xu and Zhou Hesong came down.

Chen Xu casually turned on the TV, and Yan Jinghuai saw Wen Qingyin in the news.

A business meeting is being replayed on TV, and among a group of middle-aged people, Wen Qingyin is elegant and professional, which was very eye-catching.

Zhou Hesong said enviously, "I really want to be kept by a rich sister."

Chen Xu ignored this unenterprising person and chatted with Yan Jinghuai: "what were you doing yesterday, boss?"

Yan Jinghuai raised his chin and motioned for him to watch TV. "This beautiful sister asked me to meet her yesterday and wanted to marry me, but I refused."

Chen Xu was speechless.

Zhou Hesong whispered to him, "I told you it was not good to stay up late. You see, boss, although he doesn't lose his hair, he is delusional."

Just as the two of them were joking, guests arrived.

They were two young ladies and regulars here.

When Yan Jinghuai saw that there were outsiders, he hid in the storage room behind.

Recently, there had been such guests frequently. It was said that there was a super handsome waiter in Zhou's bar, so they wanted to hunt for beauties.

According to the statistics of Zhou Hesong, in the past month, the napkins that Yan Jinghuai received with the phone number were definitely comparable to a small forest.

Yan Jinghuai was really a neat freak. He couldn't stand these dirty things with wine stains, oil stains, and lipstick marks.

Not to mention that some people have families, and there have been a lot of people coming to trouble him recently.

Yan Jinghuai was playing games in the corner when Zhou Hesong strolled in. "Boss, they are gone. You can go out now."

Yan Jinghuai put the phone back into his pocket. As soon as he got up, he was pressed back by Zhou Hesong.

Zhou Hesong was very surprised. "You changed your phone!"

Yan Jinghuai showed him the new mobile phone. "It turns out that the mobile phone was broken for the sake of righteousness. This is a gift from the person involved."

At this time, Chen Xu also came in.

He had done a lot of research on electronic products and said in surprise, "This mobile phone has not been officially sold yet. This should be the highest configuration, more than 20,000 yuan. Boss, who did you help."

Thinking of Wen Qingyin, Yan Jinghuai couldn't help laughing. "I helped the little fairy."

After holding back for a long time, Chen Xu finally couldn't help saying, "Boss, you're so disgusting."

Zhou Hesong made a vomiting gesture and said, "Boss, the two sisters just drove Lamborghinis. If you are willing to use this set on them, each of us can exchange for a new mobile phone."

"Get lost." Yan Jinghuai scolded with a smile. "Your brother only sells his skills, not his body."

Zhou Hesong felt indignant for the beautiful girls. "Then at least you should smile at them. They came for you. How can you be so indifferent."

He put on an act and covered his heart. "You're really cold to me, as if I've never made you happy."

Yan Jinghuai did not allow him to make trouble and immediately taught him a lesson.

Chen Xu also took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

The three of them were in a mess when they heard Zhou lose his temper in front of the counter. "Get lost. I'm not doing your business."

The three of them were shocked and rushed out.

As soon as Zhou Hesong saw Lu Xiaoming, his face turned cold. "Lu Xiaoming, how dare you come here!"

Lu Xiaoming is the scumbag who stole Yan Jinghuai's money.

He and Yan Jinghuai were trainees at the same time, a few years older than Yan Jinghuai. Because his talent was really ordinary, he retired early and opened a small studio to make a living.

He had a good relationship with Yan Jinghuai. When he couldn't live a good life, Yan Jinghuai lent him money to eat.

However, after Yan Jinghuai was banned by Dongchen Starlight, the relationship between the two had faded.

A few months ago, Yan Jinghuai took out all his savings and wanted to make the final gamble on the album. This friend saw the right opportunity and joined Dongchen Starlight. He accepted Yan Jinghuai's money but refused to record him.

In the end, the album was left unsettled, and the money was not returned.

Lu Xiaoming had made a fortune by betraying his friends. He was now wearing designer clothes. The clothes are Versace's black sole with gold pattern, and the shoes are Valentino's riveted leather shoes.

He was in a bad mood at night, so he came here to hurt the victim again.

Chen Xu was one year older than Zhou Hesong and looked like an older brother. He stood in front of Zhou Hesong and pointed to the door. "Please go out. We're not doing your business here."

Lu Xiaoming took out a stack of hundred yuan bills from his wallet and smashed them on his hands. "Is this how you serve your guests."

Yan Jinghuai knew that he was here to pick a fight and wanted to go out and solve this in private. Before he could stand up, Zhou had already begun to scold him. "What a country bumpkin! Who uses cash now."

Although Zhou was in dire straits now, he had a high seniority and a wide network of connections. Lu Xiaoming did not dare to provoke him, so he shouted, "I'm a guest. I'm here to drink. Bring me the best wine in your shop."

He pointed at Yan Jinghuai. "I want him to serve me."

Zhou Hesong studied rap with Yan Jinghuai for a few days, and he is very eloquent:

"You're still serving people? Uncle, do you know what year it is now? Do you know that the Qing Dynasty died early? If people without money suffer from the diseases of rich people, how many keys do you deserve."

Lu Xiaoming wanted to retort, but he couldn't talk back. He slammed the stack of 100 yuan on the table and said provocatively, "I have money. I want to drink the wine here today. I want Mr. Yan to pour wine for me!"

Zhou Hesong continued to curse, "Oh, you're so rich. Jinghuai, look, did he steal your money."

Lu Xiaoming knew he was in the wrong and threatened: "Do you know Mr. Lu of Dongchen Starlight? He is my uncle. You should consider what to do."

Hearing the mention of Mr. Lu, Zhou Fang immediately picked up the ashtray and was about to blow his head off. However, Yan Jinghuai got up first.

Zhou knew that he was serious, and he was thinking about breaking up the fight or calling 120, when he saw this man lazily coming over and taking a bottle of Remy Martin from the wine cabinet.

This wine was left behind by my friend Zhou. Zhou drank it for a few sips and mixed it with some water. After months of mixing in this way, none of the four of them had the nerve to sell it for money.

Zhou Hesong covered his mouth and giggled. "Boss, help us clean up the inventory."

Yan Jinghuai poured a small half cup and pushed it to Lu Xiaoming. "Please."

Mr. Lu was the person in charge of the Dongchen. Lu Xiaoming thought that Yan Jinghuai had admitted defeat. He smiled proudly and flipped the cup. "You only serve others with this attitude."

The amber wine spilled all over the table. Yan Jinghuai calmly wiped it clean with a towel and poured another glass for him.

"Bad attitude, refill the wine."

"Bad attitude, refill the wine."

…

Lu Xiaoming was just looking for trouble with him. He didn't even bother to change the reason. He asked Yan Jinghuai to pour more than ten glasses until the bottle was empty.

Lu Xiaoming gnashed his teeth as if he was the one who had been wronged.

"I just can't stand your condescending attitude."

"We trained together, why do you get the honors, and why can the songs you write be selected by the seniors?"

"What makes you better than me is that you have a good-looking face."

"Don't think that I don't know that by teaching me how to sing and dance, you are treating me as a foil and setting off your greatness."

"Wow." Zhou Hesong clapped his hands and cheered. "The farmer and the snake, Mr. Nan Guo and the wolf, Hao Jian and the old lady, my Jinghuai and the passerby."

Lu Xiaoming said angrily, "The day I left the company, I wanted to see what you would do in the future."

"Look at you now. You've been trampled underfoot by Cao Ming. You're not even worthy to lift his shoes. Hahaha, aren't you awesome? Aren't you a genius? Keep showing off."

Yan Jinghuai waited quietly for him to finish, and then said in a calm voice: "Thank you for your patronage. One cup of 8888. I poured you twelve cups in total."

He clicked on the calculator, "The total is 106,656 yuan, and I will waive my service fee for you. Do you want to pay in cash, WeChat, Alipay, or swipe a card?"