Chen Hansheng searched for a long time but still could not find Shang Yeonyeon's BMW.
However, Shang Yeonyeon herself did not seem to care at all. She put more than 7,000 RMB into her bag and sat back in the front passenger seat. She was still urging, "Class monitor, let's go eat and sing."
Chen Hansheng thanked Shang Furong politely. After the group of students left, Shang Furong, who was generous just now, suddenly felt his heart ache. He opened the crocodile leather bag and looked inside. There were only 5 RMB and 10 RMB scattered inside.
"Yanyan and her classmates left?"
Shang Yeonyeon's mother also walked out of the office. Chen Hansheng met her face to face before, but at that time, this middle-aged woman was driving a BMW. Her hands were full of pearls and jade, and she looked very rich.
Now, the few emeralds on her hands were gone, and she only wore a gold ring on her ring finger as a token of appreciation.
Shang Furong nodded slightly, "She left."
"Did you see Chen Hansheng?" Shang Yeonyeon's mother asked again.
"Yes."
Shang Furong squinted his eyes, "We've only known each other for a short time, so I can't tell his character. But Yanyan has been praising him, so he should be a good person."
Shang Yeonyeon's mother had a complicated expression, "Yanyan's taste in men is too bad. Maybe he is another liar. Should we tell her the truth about our family's situation now?"
"No!"
Shang Furong flatly refused, "In the past, we only cared about business, and Yanyan only cared about money. We have already let her down by neglecting her education. Do you want her to change her lifestyle and lose face in front of her friends?"
Shang Yeonyeon's mother was stunned and did not say anything.
"It's not like this has never happened before."
Shang Furong gritted his teeth, "I believe that I can get through it. I definitely can!"
… …
"Hey, Chi, I'm back in Hucheng. Come out and sing. I brought two super handsome guys with me."
"Xiao Xue, come out and play. We are back in Hucheng."
"Nuannuan, let's sing and drink at the usual place. Whoever doesn't get drunk today is a dog!"
… ….
As soon as they left the garment factory, Shang Yeonyeon began to call her friends to drink and sing. After the call, she winked at Li Zhannan who was sitting in the back row: "Class leader must be experienced at these kinds of events. Xiao Li classmate is probably still a virgin. These girls are super hot, try to get one of them."
"I, I have a girlfriend."
Li Zhennan said cautiously. Hearing the names of these girls, he felt that they should be pretty.
"What are you afraid of?"
Shang Yeonyeon smiled and said, "As long as you don't have a girlfriend, you're still single, right?"
Chen Hansheng spat out the cigarette butt impatiently. "F * ck, why are you asking me? Anyway, I really don't have a girlfriend."
"Hehehe … Class Monitor, you're so smart."
Shang Yeonyeon smiled ambiguously, seemingly knowing Chen Hansheng's tricks very well.
Chen Hansheng didn't want to dwell on this topic. Pointing at the garment factories that closed down in Qingpu District, he said, "Do you still remember that I reminded you before? After Taobao was established, it will inevitably eat away at the physical stores' economy step by step. This time, it might not have anything to do with Taobao, but if we don't reform it, sooner or later, we won't be able to escape from it."
Shang Yeonyeon tilted her head and thought for a while: "Class Monitor seems to have mentioned it before. At that time, I even said that if Taobao were to close down, I would go and be the mistress of a rich boss. At that time, Chen Tianyu wasn't willing."
"Yes."
Chen Hansheng nodded his head: "How is your family's garment factory? Recently, it seems that a lot of such factories have closed down."
"I don't know, what does it have to do with me?"
Shang Yeonyeon shrugged her shoulders: "My relationship with my parents is to ask for money. They don't care about me, and I don't care about them either. In short, it has been like this for so many years."
Chen Hansheng stopped and didn't ask any more questions. If they continued to talk about the past, it would ruin today's mood.
In a KTV box in the center of Shanghai, Chen Hansheng also saw Shang Yeonyeon's girlfriends. They were all young and wore tight clothes that exposed their navels, showing off their slim waists. Below their hot pants were snow-white thighs. Some of the girls even had tattoos on their arms or chests.
Li Zhannan's footsteps were hesitant. He had never come into contact with girls like this before. Although he was a little moved, he was more reserved and scrupulously adhered to the bottom line of his identity as a "boyfriend".
Chen Hansheng didn't care so much. He was driving and couldn't drink, but he yelled and urged Shang Yeonyeon's girlfriends to drink. From time to time, he would hug and take advantage of them.
These girls said "annoying", and some even used their pink fists to punch Chen Hansheng. However, no one minded. Instead, they liked Chen Hansheng's glib tongue.
Shang Yeonyeon watched from the side with a bright smile on her face.
Nie Xiaoyu and Li Zhannan sat at the end of the sofa in the box, like two pitiful people who were isolated.
"Why don't you go?"
Nie Xiaoyu pushed Li Zhannan. "Look at how happy Director Chen is."
Li Zhannan's throat moved twice. He shook his head and said, "This is also a kind of ability. I can't do it."
"That's true."
In fact, Nie Xiaoyu didn't understand. Shang Yeonyeon probably liked Director Chen, but why wasn't she jealous at all when Director Chen was so intimate with other girls?
"She even pulled these girls out. Does she count as a brothel keeper?"
Nie Xiaoyu couldn't help but size up Shang Yeonyeon under the flashing camouflage lights in the box.
Suddenly, Chen Hansheng stood up from the group of girls and walked toward Nie Xiaoyu and Li Zhannan.
The two rookies thought that he was inviting them over. They were hesitating whether to refuse or not. Unexpectedly, Chen Hansheng just took out his phone and handed it to Nie Xiaoyu.
"Who called me? You said that I was having a business meeting."
After saying that, he went back to the group of girls again. Nie Xiaoyu held Chen Hansheng's phone and couldn't help but sigh.
"You said that she was a brothel keeper. What's the difference between me and a pimp?"
… ….
Around 7 pm, Shang Furong and his wife had already booked a box in the best hotel in Qingpu District. They then waited for Shang Yeonyeon and others at the factory entrance.
However, the result was very unexpected. Only Shang Yeonyeon came back alone with the smell of alcohol. She lowered her head and was in a low mood.
"Where's your class monitor?" Shang Furong asked.
"He dropped me off at the intersection in front."
Shang Yeonyeon said in a low voice, "Class monitor said thank you, but he really has something to do tonight, so he can't come over to say goodbye."
"This, this …"
Shang Furong was shocked on the surface, but in fact, he actually felt relieved in his heart. If he ate in this restaurant tonight, it would be at least a few thousand yuan.
"Yanyan, what's wrong?"
Shang Yeonyeon's mother suddenly found that her daughter seemed to be crying and hurriedly held her.
"I'm hating."
Shang Yeonyeon raised her head. Her tears wantonly washed the purple eyeshadow, mixed with the foundation, as if a colorful picture was drawn on her beautiful face.
She looked at her parents and questioned loudly, "Why didn't you educate me in the past? I've done so many wrong things, do you know how much I regret?"
"Now I …"
Shang Yeonyeon cried bitterly and squatted down helplessly, "When I meet a man I like now, I only dare to show off and confess to him coquettishly, because I can't be compared to those clean girls. Even if I've been rejected countless times, I can only keep it in my heart. I know that he dislikes me …"
"Are you talking about Chen Hansheng?"
Shang Furong was suddenly unable to restrain his anger, "What right does he have to reject you? What right does he have to …"
"Just because of this!"
Shang Yeonyeon wiped her tears and suddenly took out a stack of 100 yuan notes from her bag. "Hualala", the money was scattered into the sky, "The money for the singing today, Chen Hansheng took the initiative to give it to me. He doesn't want to owe me a single bit."
Shang Furong suddenly stopped talking. Looking at the deserted factory, he remained silent for a while. He bent down to pick up the scattered notes, but the wrinkles on his forehead suddenly deepened a lot.
"Old Shang."
Shang Furong's wife asked while choking with sobs, "If the factory closes down, what do you think we've been busy with in our lives? We didn't teach our daughter well, we lost all our money, and in the end, we'll have nothing left."
Shang Furong picked up all the notes, patted the dust on them, and walked over to his wife and gently hugged her in his arms.
"For so many years, I've let you and your mother down."
… …
(I'm begging you, give us some female voice dubbing, otherwise, it will only be a bunch of men howling, oh my god.)
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