strictlysupreme Chapter 173 A Prodigal Son is Still a Son
Chapter 173 A Prodigal Son is Still a Son
"Then..." Chen Tian's expression darkened for a moment, and he asked tentatively, "Has Chi Yuxing contacted you?"
"That kid hasn't come yet. He's been silent since he left." The captain put his arm under his neck and changed to a comfortable lying position. "Either you wait, or find an excuse to go to Chi's house and take a look."
"what about you?"
"We? Why are we going there?" The captain laughed as if he had heard a funny joke. "If we missed the items Chi Yuxing sent us before, we'll just pick them up. If someone is really not afraid of death and leads the charge, our entire team will have to change their profession."
Quietly is the normal state of the air, and it is also their state now.
The team leader didn't make any fuss, pouring out the beans like a confession, "Do you know how long I've been working here? More than ten years. I still remember the first words my master said to me when I first joined the team."
"Do you know what it is?" The captain squinted his eyes and looked around. Seeing that no one wanted to answer, he asked himself in a mysterious tone: "Don't offend Chi."
"Captain, you're right. A master is a master. That's a brilliant point." Wu Zhefan smiled brightly and raised his glass in a toast. "Even if we put our combined resources together, we wouldn't be able to afford a three-wheeled ride for him. He'd need a prodigal son in his family to do that."
When Yu Wangze heard his words, he was also happy, and his somewhat ugly face instantly turned into a smile.
"A prodigal son, that's right. A prodigal son is still a son, a prodigal son is still a son." He clapped his hands, as if he had found the truth in Socrates' mind, "We just have to wait and see, wait until Chi Yuxing and Chi Mu, those two prodigal sons, tear open a rift, wait and see..."
The sunlight shines through the loose gauze curtain and slowly falls on Chen Qian's closed eyes.
Chen Qian turned over and tried to recall, but after thinking for a long time he still couldn't figure out how he got home.
Chen Qian couldn't even remember how it ended.
The only vague impression in his mind was that they made a lot of noise together, until everyone in the circle fell silent.
Wu Zhefan and Yu Wangze suddenly leaned against each other, each pinching the hem of their clothes and wiping their faces with the cuffs of their sleeves. One of them shouted that the vodka stung his eyes, while the other explained lightly that he had a cold and was having a runny nose.
Chen Tian couldn't bear it anymore and called the waiter to bring a large stack of tissue paper. He instructed the waiter to surround the two people with the paper.
But a moment after the waiter left, he took out two more packs from the top of the pile of paper.
He stuffed one packet into the captain's arms, and as for the other packet, Chen Qian really couldn't remember.
Chen Qian looked around and roughly deduced that he was in a hotel in Lao Yu's family.
The main thing is the extremely familiar decoration style and furniture style, which is obviously the result of Yu Wangze's requirements and review.
I'm too lazy to think about how and why I got here.
Chen Qian quickly got out of bed and prepared to wash up.
The moment my feet touched the ground, my brain and stomach, which had been washed with alcohol, reacted first. There was a feeling of dizziness and pain, accompanied by nausea that was stuck in my throat.
The situation last night was so chaotic that I started drinking with a few other people without realizing it.
As the saying goes, when the mood strikes, there are no more restrictions.
Even someone like Chen Qian who doesn't usually drink much couldn't help but accompany them to drink until the last glass before finally giving up.
After soaking in the bathroom for nearly an hour, Chen Qian finally washed off the lingering smell of strong liquor that had almost seeped into his skin, as well as the chaotic membrane that had been covering his brain.