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Today is Gao Sheng's 28th birthday, and he invited a bunch of his friends to celebrate. Feng Chaoying had work to do and rushed over after finishing, only to find that Gao Sheng was already drunk. Feng Chaoying has always looked down on Gao Sheng's friends, thinking that they are all good-for-nothings who only know how to eat, drink, and have fun. But to be honest, Gao Sheng is not much different from them. If they hadn't grown up together, Feng Chaoying would probably have put him on his blacklist at the first sight of Gao Sheng. But fate played a trick on him, giving him an elite-like life and inevitably a friend with flaws.

Feng Chaoying knew that Gao Sheng liked lively atmospheres and understood that he was someone who often acted crazy. As long as there was a crowd, he would get excited as if he had been stimulated, pulling everyone along to drink alcohol.

At twenty-eight years old, he was almost no different from when he was eighteen, as if he hadn't changed at all in the past ten years.

Feng Chaoying arranged Gao Sheng's matters and went alone to the private room Gao Sheng had reserved. When she pushed open the door and entered, chaos reigned inside, with everyone seemingly in a frenzy.

Drinking, singing, dancing. Amidst the constantly flickering lights and shadows, the words "Mount Pansidong" emerged in Feng Chaoying's mind. It was no surprise at all that his friend Gaosheng was here. He pondered for a moment, then stepped back and closed the door, saying to the waiter beside him, "Put the bill on my tab today."

The attendant immediately nodded in agreement.

Feng Chaoying originally wanted to quickly disperse this group of people, each going back to their own homes and finding their own mothers. However, just now, after he went in, he had a sudden thought. Today is Gao Sheng's birthday, and knowing Gao Sheng's temperament, he would definitely want to play until he's completely drunk before going back. If he were to go in and chase people out at this moment, it would inevitably be a bit of a disappointment. He didn't like Gao Sheng and his friends' extravagant lifestyles of living in debauchery and excessive indulgence, but he also didn't want to ruin his mood on Gao Sheng's birthday.

He turned around and left, preparing to send Gaosheng home himself.

Turning around, he found to his surprise that Cheng Qingzhou was still persistently following behind him.

Feng Chaoying suddenly remembered that the child was looking for him to compensate for the pants.

Being interrupted by this promotion matter, Feng Zhaoying's original annoyance diminished by a large extent. As his anger subsided, his rationality recovered slightly. In fact, he was indeed the main culprit behind Cheng Qingzhou's fall. Cheng Qingzhou's pants were torn, to some extent, because of him. Previously, due to his preconceived notion that Cheng Qingzhou was a scammer, Feng Zhaoying never wanted to have anything to do with him. Now, unable to leave with a clear conscience, he thought for a moment and asked, "How much did your pants cost?"

The pants on Cheng Qingzhou were bought by him during his travels outside. They were a pair of black cloth pants with an ethnic style, not very durable, so they easily tore apart. They were also not expensive, only costing two hundred. He lifted his head and calmly doubled the price, "Four hundred."

Feng Zhaoying remained indifferent to this figure, Hmmmed, and directly took out his wallet, straightforward and decisive. However, as he opened his wallet, his movement suddenly paused. He realized that he hadn't used cash in so many years; he always used cards. Surprisingly, there wasn't a single banknote inside his wallet.

Slightly awkward.

After a moment of hesitation, Feng Chaoying said to Cheng Qingzhou, "Give me your account number, and I will have my secretary call you later."

"No need to go through so much trouble, you can send it to me via WeChat or Alipay," Cheng Qingzhou said.

He looked at Feng Chaoying with his eyes full of seriousness.

Under his gaze, Feng Chaoying had a sense of being regarded as a habitual offender who broke promises and habitually fled.

This feeling is very unpleasant.

He frowned, took out his phone, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Wait a moment."

He clicked on his secretary's WeChat avatar: "Transfer five hundred to me."

The secretary anxiously transferred five hundred.

Feng Chaoying finally looked up and turned to Cheng Qingzhou, asking, "Which way should I turn?"

Two minutes later, Cheng Qingzhou glanced at the transaction record and smiled satisfactorily before leaving without a word.

Just like that, they left?

Feng Zhaoying couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Subconsciously, he still thought that Cheng Qingzhou would want to extort more money. He averted his gaze and was about to leave when he bumped into Huang Manager, who had just returned after settling some matters. Huang Manager enthusiastically approached him and asked, "President Feng, won't you stay a bit longer and have some more fun?"

Feng Chaoying bypassed Manager Huang's enthusiasm and asked directly, "You said that boy just now came to apply for a job?"

Manager Huang was startled for a moment, immediately thinking that Feng Chaoying was angry with Cheng Qingzhou. He nodded immediately and said, "That's right, he came with the recruitment advertisement we posted outside."

Feng Zhaoying: "He seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. What can he do?"

Manager Huang chuckled and said, "Mr. Feng, as you know, in the entertainment industry, the younger, the more in demand. Actually, speaking of his personal qualifications, they are quite good. It's just that he is a bit naive and comes off as foolish. If we were to actually hire him, it would probably offend many customers, so we decided not to."

Feng Zhaoying nodded in response.

Manager Huang didn't understand the meaning of Feng Chaoying's "hmm." After Feng Chaoying left, he was slow to react and then realized that Feng Chaoying seemed to have crossed the line in expressing her concern for the boy named Cheng Qingzhou.

After all, Feng Chaoying was renowned for being indifferent.