Lin Qiu said in a timely manner: "Let's play games. It might be better to vent your emotions."
If Zhan Yiyuan wants to say something, he is willing to listen. If Zhan Yiyuan doesn't want to say something, he will play games with him. He has learned a lot of skills now and can win a few games.
Zhan Yiyuan began to frantically charge money to play games, spending more than fifty in two hours.
The two played Super Mario, Fire Dragon and other games, and visited the arcade all over.
Finally, Zhan Yiyuan suddenly lost his breath as if the ball had been blown up.
"It was a great game, let's go eat."
Lin Qiu has spent a lot recently and has no money anymore. Judging from Zhan Yiyuan's intention, he is probably going to have a big meal.
Zhan Yiyuan seemed to see Lin Qiu's embarrassment. He was in a better mood now and waved his hand very grandly: "I'll take you out to play. I won't let you pay. Come on, I will take you to eat hot pot."
"It's midnight now, is the hot pot restaurant open?" Lin Qiu didn't understand. In a small town, people work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and no one does business in the middle of the night.
"If I have money, they will open a business." Zhan Yiyuan called a car.
Well, having money means being willful! Lin Qiu helplessly played with the eldest young master. He knew that Zhan Yiyuan's family was rich, but he did not expect to be so rich. A few hundred dollars, thrown away like garbage.
Zhan Yiyuan took Lin Qiu to a splendid high-rise building. There was even a doorman taking bags for guests. The decoration was grand and grand, and there were some cars parked at the door. They didn't look cheap.
Lin Qiu had seen so much in the world in his previous life and was dumbfounded: "How much does this meal cost?" He was shocked by the generosity.
"Don't worry! I just like spending money on others." Zhan Yiyuan really likes it. He can earn so much money, why can't he spend it?
As soon as Zhan Yiyuan entered the store, a middle-aged man in a suit came over and said with a low eyebrow: "Mr. Zhan, what do you want to eat this time?"
"Old place, private room on the second floor, Yuanyang hot pot, the dishes are the same as before." Zhan Yiyuan was very used to this situation, and his familiar appearance made Lin Qiu realize that rich people really have different temperaments.
Zhan Yiyuan took Lin Qiu to the private room. The two of them sat at a table that could accommodate more than ten people. The waiter poured them hot water and set the dishes.
Lin Qiu had eaten at the restaurant at the entrance of their village. He thought that was the highest etiquette. Unexpectedly, the standards in the capital city were even higher. Everyone wore uniform work clothes and had exactly the same hairstyle, pinned back with clips. It looked like Sophisticated and clean.
"Close the door for me when you go out." Zhan Yiyuan's attitude was very polite. The waiter originally thought he could collect some tips, but now he could only lower his head and walk away dejectedly.
Zhan Yiyuan felt that there was no one else, so he started to pour a glass of wine for Lin Qiu. This meant that he wanted to express his feelings. People like to speak the truth and vomit bitterness after drinking.
He drank a drink himself: "I'm really sorry to pull you out today."
Lin Qiu smiled and drank a drink: "It's okay. If you want to treat me as a friend, don't worry about it. If you didn't treat me as a friend, you wouldn't call me out today."
This sentence spoke to Zhan Yiyuan's heart. He liked Lin Qiu. Lin Qiu was very similar to his former roommate, so he always wanted to talk to Lin Qiu.
"That's good, let's eat food!"
Lin Qiu didn't expect to be so out of the ordinary tonight. Not only did he go to the arcade to play games, but he also came to the largest restaurant in Beijing to eat hot pot. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. When he tasted the food, Beijing's hot pot was delicious and authentic.
Zhan Yiyuan started chatting with the help of alcohol: "I particularly like finance, but my dad doesn't like it. He said that businessmen smell like copper and have no other use than reversing goods, so he enrolled me in management."
"But I like it very much. Whether it's stock trading or trading, I find it very interesting."
Lin Qiu listened quietly, knowing that he should give Zhan Yiyuan a quiet atmosphere now.
"My freshman roommate Miao Dehai and I share the same goals. He was transferred to the management major because his grades were not high enough. It was the two of us who established the financial club."
Zhan Yiyuan seemed to remember something and started to take a big sip of wine.
Lin Qiu stopped drinking and said, "The financial society is now well managed."
"But he's gone..." Zhan Yiyuan's voice trembled.
Lin Qiu figured it out. It must be the death of his friend that made Zhan Yiyuan fall into this state. In his previous life, he knew that many children were addicted to games because of the shock.
He comforted: "My condolences, you should live a good life with his last wishes." He also patted Zhan Yiyuan on the back.
As soon as Zhan Yiyuan heard this, he shook off Lin Qiu's hand: "He's not dead."
"Then why are you so sad?" Lin Qiu didn't understand.
"He left Tsinghua because of my father." Zhan Yiyuan formally told this story.
Zhan Yiyuan became friends with Miao Dehai as soon as he entered college. Miao Dehai was capable and daring and directly founded the financial club. Zhan Yiyuan spent every day in the financial club and even failed a class. This matter was mentioned by Zhan Bo After knowing it, Zhan Bochen felt that Zhan Yiyuan had been led astray by his friends, so he went to Miao Dehai privately.
It happened that Miao Dehai's grandmother was ill at that time, and his family was in a poor financial situation and could not afford the money. Zhan Bofan signed a treaty with Miao Dehai, and Zhan Bofan paid for the treatment, and Miao Dehai repeated his studies for one year.
"Isn't this a bad thing? Miao Dehai will definitely do better in the exam if he repeats the exam." Lin Qiu asked. People who can get into Tsinghua University must be smart, and Miao Dehai will not fail to study.
"Yes, Miao Dehai went to study finance!" Zhan Yiyuan's voice was filled with tears.
"Isn't that a good thing?" Lin Qiu didn't understand. Is Zhan Yiyuan jealous that Miao Dehai could study his ideal major?
"He went to Peking University. He felt sorry for me and stopped contacting me." Zhan Yiyuan started drinking.
Lin Qiu didn't expect it to be such a simple thing.
Zhan Yiyuan wiped his tears: "You don't understand, my dad wants to take care of everything. He has paved a road for me. Isn't that okay if I don't want to leave?"
If someone paved the way for Lin Qiu, it would be too late for him to be happy!
I don’t understand the life of rich people.
"I quarreled with him again today, Zhan Bochan, don't be angry with me if you can." Zhan Yiyuan took a piece of chili pepper in anger, intending to kill himself.
James Bo Chan......
It seems that Yan Gong's boss mentioned by Zhou Zhennan also has this name.
"Your father's name is Zhan Bochan?"
"Yes, you have heard of his name, right? He works in the Health Bureau." Zhan Yiyuan disagreed. His father had a good reputation, and it was normal for others to know about it. He did not hide it, and many people in the school knew it.
Lin Qiu was a little embarrassed and said, "President Zhan, do you know Yan Gong?"
"We know him. He always comes to my house to deliver things, but my dad doesn't accept them." Zhan Yiyuan didn't understand. Although he was clearly talking about his feelings, Lin Qiu had always been interested in his dad.
Lin Qiu told Zhan Yiyuan about the garbage station, and Zhan Yiyuan's expression became worse the more he heard about it.
"Is this true?" This matter related to Zhan Bochan, and Zhan Yiyuan became anxious.
"Of course it's true. That street is full of garbage now." Lin Qiu didn't expect that he had been looking for Yan Gong's boss, and it took no effort to find him.
