Chapter 0258: Brother, I Did My Best

Zhao Fusheng knew that many successes in history were often the result of a sudden inspiration.

Even Zhao Fusheng hadn't expected that, with just a casual remark and no prior notice, Han Meimei would cooperate so perfectly.

Seeing her raise the glass in front of her to drink, Wen Yu grabbed her hand: "Little girl, no drinking. Behave yourself."

Then he looked up at Zhao Fusheng: "Old Zhao, you're something else. Are you determined to go head-to-head with me today?"

Zhao Fusheng blinked, looking innocent: "What, can't you even outdrink me?"

"Come on, let's see how I deal with you today!"

Wen Yu gritted his teeth, took the glass, and downed it in one gulp, then looked at Zhao Fusheng challengingly.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, unhurried, and raised his glass to drink as well.

It wasn't that he couldn't hold his liquor; he just didn't like drinking. Besides, he wasn't fighting alone—he had two helpers by his side.

Suffice it to say, it would be hard for Wen Yu not to get drunk today.

An hour and a half later.

Looking at Wen Yu, who was already slumped over the table, Tan Kaixuan and Wang Zhen exchanged glances. Tan Kaixuan swallowed and looked at Zhao Fusheng, whispering: "Old Zhao, you won't do this to us in the future, will you?"

"Yeah, we're good brothers," Wang Zhen said, also looking terrified.

They had witnessed firsthand how Zhao Fusheng had gotten Wen Yu drunk—the excuses for toasting were bizarre, some unheard of.

With Han Meimei's policy of "If you don't drink, I will," Wen Yu was forcibly intoxicated, now completely unconscious.

"Don't worry, dealing with you two won't require such trouble." Zhao Fusheng exuded authority, giving them a reassuring look, then turned to Han Meimei: "It's not suitable to go back to the dorm at this hour. How about I book a room for you at the International Hotel, and you can take care of him? Is that okay?"

"No problem." Han Meimei blushed deeply but still lowered her head and agreed softly.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, got up to pay the bill, then had Tan Kaixuan and Wang Zhen support Wen Yu, hailed two taxis, and headed to the International Hotel.

The restaurant where they had eaten was near District Four, and the International Hotel was in District Two. Usually, they would have walked, but in this cold winter, Zhao Fusheng didn't want to catch a cold right after drinking—it wasn't worth it.

Upon arrival, they booked a room at the front desk and, with some effort, got Wen Yu upstairs. Zhao Fusheng said to Han Meimei: "If you need anything, just call the service staff. We'll be going now."

Without waiting for Han Meimei's reply, he grabbed Tan Kaixuan and the others and made a quick exit.

Once in the elevator, Tan Kaixuan suddenly said: "By the way, you booked a room for them. When they check out tomorrow..."

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "It's fine, I used Wen Yu's ID to book the room."

"Ah?"

Wang Zhen and Tan Kaixuan were dumbfounded. Zhao Fusheng smiled, looking clever.

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After leaving the hotel, the three looked at each other.

"How about we go to a bar?"

Tan Kaixuan suggested, "At this time, Ninghai really does have one or two discos. Although they're not big and the decor is average, there aren't many entertainment venues these days, and these are about the only ones worth mentioning."

"No fun, that place is too noisy. If you want to go, go with Old Wang. I'm heading back to the dorm," Zhao Fusheng waved his hand. If he were really twenty, he might have gone.

But the problem was, deep down he was a forty-something uncle. Going to a bar or that kind of entertainment venue was pure torture for him.

Last time in the capital, after being dragged by Li Jian to accompany Fan Baobao and the others, Zhao Fusheng made up his mind never to go to a bar again in this life.

"I'm not going either. Chenxi will probably call me tonight," Wang Zhen blinked. "I need to get back to the dorm too."

"Hey, you two, that's enough!" Tan Kaixuan felt like he was going to lose it. What kind of weird roommates had he ended up with? One was henpecked, and the other, barely over twenty, acted like an old man, actually complaining that bars were too noisy.

"Really, there's nothing going on anyway," Zhao Fusheng smiled. "Let's go back to the dorm. I'll read, and Old Wang will play games with you. Perfect arrangement."

"Play games?"

Tan Kaixuan's eyes nearly popped out. Christmas, and instead of going out to have fun, he'd be holed up in the dorm playing games. Just thinking about it made him feel like he was going crazy.

"Are you two even men?" Tan Kaixuan shouted angrily.

Zhao Fusheng dug at his ear. "Whether we're men or not doesn't require an explanation to you. Come on, back to the dorm."

With that, he simply grabbed Tan Kaixuan under one arm and headed toward the dormitory.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait, can we talk about this? Can't we find some entertainment? Going straight back to the dorm is too boring," Tan Kaixuan struggled desperately.

Zhao Fusheng had already cut him off. "Going back to the dorm is fine. You and Old Wang play games, I read. Isn't that perfect?"

"Yeah, I think it's good too," Wang Zhen nodded.

Tan Kaixuan felt like he was going insane!

"Let me tell you, a person's nature is innate. Nurture and rules can only stop him from doing bad things, but they can't influence the good and evil in his heart. Do you understand?" Zhao Fusheng suddenly said something inexplicable to Tan Kaixuan.

Tan Kaixuan was taken aback. "So?"

"So, to control you, the villain, Old Wang and I have no choice but to sacrifice ourselves and take you back," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Tan Kaixuan deflated like a punctured ball, nodding helplessly. "Alright, I get it. You two let me go."

At this point, besides resigning himself, he had no better option.

Zhao Fusheng laughed, let go along with Wang Zhen, and patted Tan Kaixuan on the shoulder. "Seriously, in another ten or twenty years, you'll understand that I'm doing this for your own good."

"Huh?"

Tan Kaixuan looked completely bewildered, not knowing why Zhao Fusheng had suddenly come out with that.

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly and said something that left Tan Kaixuan and Wang Zhen dumbfounded: "When young, you don't know sperm is precious; when old, you stare at the X and cry in vain..."

"Idol!"

"I'm in awe!"

Tan Kaixuan and Wang Zhen looked at the calm Zhao Fusheng and simultaneously gave him a thumbs-up.

They had realized that when Zhao Fusheng got dirty, his jokes just kept coming.

Just then, a voice came from not far away, and the three of them, Zhao Fusheng included, couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.