Chapter 118: Can't drink? It's just my sister's trick
"The taxi driver will probably take more than half an hour to get there. By then, we won't be able to find it even if we want to. I'll come back and do something to you. I won't admit it!"

Xu Kun raised his face, a little pride written all over it.

This is also considered to be out of my mother's control.

As they were talking, a large amount of wine was brought up, as well as a large number of fruit plates, filling the table.

Li Xianyu was also stunned.

Wow, the boss is so generous!
He turned around, opened his phone and sent a message.

"The boss is mighty!"

Song Ran sent a message quickly.

"Drink less, or I'll find out you've drunk too much, hehe."

I don't know why

Song Ran, the domineering president, sent this message.

There was a feeling of a little girl who was powerless to threaten.

Mmm...so cute.

"Without a boss, drinking is no fun."

"Then... stop drinking. Wait for me to come over and drink with you."

Li Xianyu shook his head slightly.

I have to say, the boss looks really... good-looking when he's drunk.

It seems to have added a lingering aftertaste to the iceberg.

A touch of warmth was added to the purity of ice and jade... it was just a little hot.

"Speaking of Xianyu, why didn't Queen Song come to drink? The four of us can play mahjong later."

One glass of wine.

Jiang Yushu also plucked up the courage and asked curiously.

"Ok?"

Li Xianyu shook his head helplessly.

"My boss can't drink much, not even as much as you."

After hearing this, Xu Kun and Jiang Yushu were both stunned.

"You can't drink much. Don't be ridiculous. Haven't you seen the news? When Queen Song first debuted, she was dragged to drink. After one bottle of wine, she was chatting and laughing."

Jiang Yushu has been in the industry for quite a while and I have a very deep impression of her.

"After that, the Song family took action, and those who made things difficult never appeared in the entertainment industry again."

Xu Kun next to him nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, don't underestimate Queen Song. The 17-year-old CEO founded his own company. He didn't rely too much on his background, but on his means and drinking."

Li Xianyu was stunned.

There was incomprehension in his eyes.

He has a good alcohol tolerance. How could he lose his composure after those glasses of fruit wine?

I don’t know, compared to my own drinking tolerance.

It seemed as if he could see what Li Xianyu was thinking.

Xu Kun sneered and said, "Although the two of us can't drink as much as you, competing with Queen Song in drinking is like a chicken eating a grasshopper, don't you understand?"

Suddenly there was a sense of picture.

Li Xianyu fell into deep thought, thinking about what happened that night.

Sent the message immediately.

"Okay, boss, how can you drink?"

"One cup will do. Then I'll need you to take care of me."

Li Xianyu: “…”

Everything suddenly became clear.

The two people opposite shook their heads helplessly.

This is all the tricks of the president’s sister.

If it were me...well, being of the same sex is not a problem.

"By the way, Xianyu, do you understand the competition system this time?"

Li Xianyu shook his head slightly.

There is no need to rush about these things. After all, Song Ran is there to back you up. At the very least, there is still time to get to know them slowly.

Xu Kun drank the wine in the glass and said.

"Because the difficulty has increased, under pressure from some people, we added an option to invite special guests to sing together, which means increasing traffic."

"For example, I chose Jiang Yushu to help me."

Li Xianyu frowned slightly.

No wonder they came early, to leave time for trial and error, and to find helpers. If they pile up traffic, the proportion of strength will be greatly reduced.

If an old idol is chosen, it is possible that the audience will be in favor of the idea.

"So, who do you choose?"

As he said that, he looked at Li Xianyu's phone.

"Hmm, I don't know." Li Xianyu waved his hand.

……

Almost finished drinking.

A few of them packed up and took a taxi to go back.

As soon as I went out, I saw an old lady with ragged clothes and a urea bag on her back, rummaging through something in a trash can on the side of the road.

He was hunchbacked and thin, and looked to be in his seventies or eighties.

As I got closer, I saw that the old lady was taking out a bowl of cold noodles from the trash can and carefully scraping off the dirty layer of noodles that had been extinguished by the cigarette.

Just touch the clean noodles and put them into your mouth.

Looking at my grandma with gray hair.

Li Xianyu walked forward without hesitation and grabbed her grandmother's hand.

Xu Kun stepped forward and slapped away the dirty box of cold noodles.

Jiang Yusu handed the water she had just bought to her grandmother.

The three of them moved in unison, and grandma was also stunned.

When she saw the water being handed to her, grandma's eyes lit up.

"I'm thirsty. I'm dying of thirst, child."

As he said this, he unscrewed the bottle cap and drank the water in big gulps.

Grandma didn't know how long she walked, rummaging around the trash cans for something to fill her stomach, and she was so tired that her mouth was dry.

Jiang Yushu couldn't help but say.

"Grandma, please slow down."

Reach out and take it under the old man's chin.

It was a very cold night and grandma wasn't wearing much, so she might have been very cold after getting wet.

He drank half a bottle of water in one breath.

He reached out to grab the trash can, wondering if he had used a diaper to wipe his mouth. Xu Kun quickly stopped him and took out a tissue from his arms.

Seeing the three people, grandma seemed to deflate.

She wiped her tears with grievance and spoke in broken Mandarin.

It turned out that the grandmother was already ninety years old and had a bad relationship with her son and daughter-in-law, so she and her husband picked up garbage to make a living.

Some time ago, my spouse passed away, and I had so many things to deal with.

It finally broke out today.

The old man was already in tears. He pushed the tricycle with his hunched back, trying not to block the way for others. He sat on the side of the road and continued to drink water.

The three of them looked at each other.

After understanding what he meant, Li Xianyu turned around and walked back to the bar.

Xu Kun took off his coat and put it on his grandmother, then sat beside her and comforted her gently.

Grandma stepped back awkwardly, fearing that she would dirty Kun Kun.

Jiang Yushu took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped her grandmother's palms.

When Li Xianyu came back, he had some fresh fruits and two plates of hot dumplings in his hands.

Looking at the three young men.

Grandma's eyes turned red and she couldn't help crying.

The children that they had raised for many years were not as nice to them as a few strangers. The three of them comforted their grandmother as they watched her eat dumplings.

We learned that the grandma was not from the city, but from a small town nearby, and she was pushing a tricycle all the way here.

Half a day later.

Xu Kun reached into his arms, trying to take out his wallet.

Li Xianyu pressed down Xu Kun's hand, took over Xu Kun's wallet, looked at the big stack of red banknotes inside, and took out the loose change.

I sorted out the change from several people, divided it into several portions, and put them in various places of grandma, in her shoes, bag, and tricycle...

"Grandma, don't pick up garbage to eat when you are hungry in the future. Mom and my husband will be very worried if they see us in heaven."

Jiang Yusu is not very good at comforting people.

He reached out and touched the old lady's head, speaking softly.

"I have some friends in that bar. If you are hungry in the future, go there and someone will treat you."

Grandma held Jiang's hand tightly with her rough hands and cried.

"You're all good kids, but enough is enough."

"My children, I wish you all the best and hope you grow up healthily..."

As he spoke, he carefully placed the uneaten dumplings into the tricycle.

The three men looked at the old lady, who was hunched over pushing the cart. It would probably be dawn by the time she got home, but there was nothing the three men could do.

Not only can I not get away, I can't bother others either.

The three of them felt inexplicably heavy in their hearts.

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