I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Shouldn't Wen Rong be off work by now?"

Fang Qing actually ate that string of grasshoppers. Most girls wouldn't even dare to touch them, but most girls wouldn't be able to achieve that.

As the clock approached eleven o'clock, the barbecue restaurant was still bustling with activity.

That's how business is; people come and go, and now is the prime time for late-night snacks.

"Yes, 11:30."

"You're getting married soon and you haven't even had a holiday yet?" Fu Zili asked in surprise.

"Nurses aren't civil servants; their marriage leave is only a few days long."

"It must be tough. The shop is doing better and better. Have you and your husband discussed making her a housewife after you get married?"

This is already the third case of beer, but the 368ml bottle size is negligible for four adults, especially adults with a good tolerance for alcohol. Fu Zili, in particular, seems to have barely drunk any. Considering his past, he must have spent a lot of time indulging in alcohol and debauchery, so this amount of beer is like a drop in the ocean for him.

“I did think about it, but she disagreed.”

There was still some food left, but they couldn't eat anymore. Fu Zili was breaking off pieces of what looked like the umpteenth plate of braised peanuts when he sighed once again, "She's such a virtuous wife and loving mother."

“I agree with Wen Rong’s idea. What you do is not important, but you have to have your own things to do, otherwise you will definitely feel empty and lonely, which will lead to family conflicts.”

Jiang Chen gave his opinion.

Objective and impartial.

This is based on experience.

He definitely wouldn't have said such heartfelt words if they weren't childhood friends.

Fu Zili was speechless for a moment, then nodded with a deep smile, "Jiang Chen is indeed very thoughtful. Yes, a woman really can't be idle, otherwise, if he spends all his energy on you every day, he'll find fault even if there are none."

"Long live understanding."

The men exchanged smiles, raised their glasses, and drank together, seemingly forgetting that there was a woman beside them.

Iron Army reacted quickly and was the first to realize what was happening.
"Princess Qing, Jiang Chen definitely didn't mean anything by targeting women."

Jiang Chen knew perfectly well that he was trying to distance himself from the situation, and laughed and scolded, "In the past, you would definitely be considered a traitor."

Fu Zili watched the play from the sidelines, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"What he said is correct."

Fang Qing acted as if nothing had happened, causing Tie Jun, who had acted like a villain, to give a bitter smile.

"Look at this. They're treating Princess Qing like a feminist?"

Having received Qingmei's fair evaluation, Jiang, like a petty person who had achieved his goal, raised his eyebrows and glared at Tiejun, making sarcastic remarks.

"Junzi, tell me, after all these years, don't you know they're in cahoots?"

Fu Zili flicked his finger upwards, and the peanut gracefully leaped up, arcing through the air before landing in his mouth, the whole process a smooth and enjoyable experience.

"I was foolish, I will punish myself with a drink."

……

Full of wine and food.

"Let's call it a day, don't disturb him picking up his wife from get off work."

Mr. Jiang, who was hosting the event, took the lead in proposing the idea.

Nothing lasts forever.

We've been eating for several hours, so it's about time.

"Her hospital is just a few hundred meters away, so there's no need to pick her up. She can come over later and have a drink with you."

"Junzi, the closer you get to your wife, the better you should treat her. You didn't answer her calls before, but you have to now. You used to answer them, but now you have to answer them even more frequently."

Fu Zili taught.

"Alright, alright, take it."

Tie Jun wasn't indifferent to his wife; he just hoped that their time together could be as long as possible.

Fu Zili said something very good.

Being buddies is a once-in-a-lifetime commitment.

Feelings may not change, but as everyone gradually enters a new stage of life, opportunities to get together will only become fewer and fewer, which is inevitable.

"There is ample time."

Fu Zili patted him on the shoulder.

Tie Jun shook it out with disgust, "Go away, you haven't even washed your hands."

Fu Zili deliberately wiped his hands on Fu Zili's clothes a couple more times, then raised his hand and said, "Waiter, the bill!"

"What are you paying for?"

"I know. I was shouting for Jiang Chen."

Once it's agreed that someone will host, they can't do it for someone else; that's the unwritten rule.

"WC".

Jiang Chen stood up and immediately said to Fang Qing, "Settle the bill, I'll transfer it to you."

It's normal to need to use the restroom after drinking too much beer, and given their relationship, Fu Zili and Tie Jun didn't find anything wrong with it.

"No need to call a designated driver, I'll have my men drive the car back for you."

Fu Zili took a moment to make a phone call, and then spoke to Fang Qing.

"elder brother……"

The cashier came over and looked at the boss, Tie Jun, with a troubled expression.

"Why are you looking at me? Just calculate it however you want."

"The total cost was 681."

When asked to settle accounts clearly, she was absolutely straightforward. The cashier held the receipt, unsure of who to hand it to.

"For this beautiful lady."

Tie Jun reminded him, and as the boss, he was good at handling things, "Six hundred and eighty-one, let's just forget about the odd amount, six hundred and eighty."

Fu Zili gave a thumbs up, "Open and generous!"

Tie Jun smiled dismissively.

"Your POS system is outdated. You're still calculating by hand. Everyone's started scanning QR codes to pay now."

Fu Zili offered suggestions for improvement.

"Although scanning a code to pay is quick, many people still prefer the feeling of paying in person."

Just as the two brothers were chatting idly, the cashier came to Fang Qing's side and politely handed her the receipt.

Fang Qing accepted it politely, saying, "Wait a moment."

Fu Zili and Tie Jun were surprised and exchanged strange glances.

What are you waiting for?
Before Jiang Chen went to the restroom, hadn't he already told Fang Qing to pay the bill?
Fu Zili and Tie Jun certainly didn't expect that someone had a criminal record, nor did they expect that someone would skip out on the bill. Of course, they wouldn't be foolish enough to remind Fang Qing.

So, when someone came out of the restroom, he saw the cashier still standing by the table, giving him a formulaic, awkward smile.

Princess Qing is just too shrewd.

Once you've been fooled, you'll never be fooled again.

"how much is it?"

Jiang Chen remained expressionless.

"Six hundred and eighty."

The cashier proactively held up the QR code for payment.

Jiang Chen took out his phone and scanned the code to pay.

"Brother Fu."

Several burly men strode into the barbecue restaurant, their sharp eyes scanning the surroundings. When they arrived at Jiang Chen's table, they greeted Fu Zili respectfully.

It turns out.

Going to jail is a huge deal for ordinary people.

"Take my two friends home."

Fu Zili gave the instructions, and then, not forgetting to tell Tie Jun, "Notify me when the date for the bachelor party is set."

Tie Jun made a knowing gesture.

The group walked out of the store.

Fu Zili's old Range Rover was parked on the side of the road.

"See you."

The few people I'd known my whole life waved goodbye and got on the bus one after another.

"Sanjian Compound".

The man acting as the designated driver started the Maserati.

Jiang Chen leaned back in the back seat and sighed softly, "Princess Qing, you're really not giving me any face."

"Face is not something given by others."

Fang Qing looked straight out of the car.

The hazy light and shadow reflected in the glass window shone into her eyes, like the most crystal clear Milky Way.

It's clear she's very sober. These grown men say they treat her like a brother, but they actually take good care of her. For example, tonight she probably only drank half of what Jiang Chen and the other two drank.

Jiang Chen smiled helplessly after being rebuffed by a single sentence, his breath reeking of alcohol, "What am I going to do when I need to go to the bathroom again?"

"Hold it in."

"..."

Fortunately, Junzi Barbecue Restaurant wasn't far from the Third Construction Company compound, and there weren't many cars on the road at night, so the journey was smooth, and the Maserati drove into the compound gate in just over ten minutes. It was already past 11:30, close to midnight, and the compound was quiet and silent.

"Just go straight."

Jiang Chen was still giving directions.

Because the roads in the compound were narrow and cars were parked haphazardly, Fu Zili's men drove very carefully after entering the Third Construction Company compound.

"Shh..."

in vain.

Two bright beams of light shone from the front, quite dazzling in the dark environment.

Fu Zili's men instinctively slammed on the brakes, slowing the car down again.

After a short while, I realized that the light source was coming from a green-plated commercial vehicle traveling in the opposite direction.

No wonder the headlights are so bright.

When they met on a narrow road, both cars slowed down simultaneously and moved as far to the side as possible, barely managing to pass each other.

Jiang Chen's gaze swept over the MPVs passing by. Both vehicles had privacy tints on, making it impossible to see inside. However, he could make out that the other vehicle was a model that had once sparked heated discussions among the public because its shape resembled a coffin in traditional Eastern culture, and its price was not cheap, which led to widespread ridicule.

Is it really possible that someone actually buys this car?

This is the advantage of having many people and great strength.

No matter how strange or unusual the gadgets are created, there will always be someone willing to buy them.

Because of Jinhai's foray into new energy vehicles, Jiang Chen had paid attention to the electric vehicle market and had inevitably heard of this once-famous coffin-shaped vehicle. However, to be honest, he had only seen the actual vehicle a handful of times, let alone in Shacheng.

This is the first time.

And it was even located in the Third Construction Company compound.

A car costing hundreds of thousands is definitely not a toy that ordinary people can afford.

"parking."

Whether by some strange impulse or not, Jiang Chen said something.

The Maserati stopped immediately.

Fang Qing was surprised to see someone push open the door and get out of the car.

I'll be home soon. It's such a short distance, can't I even hold back my appetite?
After getting out of the car, the person naturally did not do anything that was unsightly or against public morality; he simply watched the new energy MPV drive away.

Under the cover of darkness.

Ok.

It looked more like a coffin, and even the air seemed to be filled with a sinister atmosphere.

"hurry up."

Fang Qing got out of the car and came to her side.

"Hurry up about what?"

Someone turned their head, bewildered.

"Didn't you need to use the restroom?"

This is a suspicion about someone's kidney function.

Jiang Chen didn't explain, since Pei Yunxi had already thrown the test report in the trash. He shifted his gaze back to the entrance and exit of the compound, where the MPV had already driven out.

"I feel it's a bit ominous."

It's not superstition.

If you saw a coffin passing by late at night, most people would feel uneasy.

Fang Qing is definitely not among the "majority". As a legal professional, under normal circumstances, she would certainly be a staunch materialist.

This is clearly a normal situation.

Have you seen this car before?

Fang Qing turned her head and looked towards the exit of the compound. The MPV had completely driven out of the gate and made a turn, and the visual effect was no longer so frightening.

"No."

"So you don't find it strange?"

Comrade Jiang Chen's behavior suggests he's drunk.

Fang Qing didn't go to make up stories with someone who might be drunk, and "walked back by herself."

After saying that, she turned around and got into the car alone.

"boom."

The car door closes.

"Om-"

Maserati has started again, and has indeed left someone behind.

Ok.

It's actually only a half-minute walk away.

Boss Jiang seemed unaware that he was left all alone, staring thoughtfully at the empty doorway.

A few minutes later.

He then slowly walked downstairs.

The Maserati was already parked and the engine was off.

Actually, he ran into the man driving the car on the way back.

Princess Qing was still loyal; she stood by the car, clearly waiting for him.

"solved?"

Ok.

It seems that Princess Qing didn't intentionally abandon him, but rather thoughtfully created a convenient way for him to relieve himself.

Jiang Chen shook his head, offered no explanation, and walked into the building.

"Go home and sleep."

The two of them went upstairs in the dark, with only the faint moonlight shining through the lattice windows in the stairwell. They even forgot to turn on their cell phone flashlights for light.

Sometimes, a dimly lit environment creates a better atmosphere.

Littering and unauthorized alterations are prohibited here.

The warning signs on the wall have long been blurred by time, and the densely packed flyers have also turned yellow to varying degrees.

Can you smell it?

Jiang Chen twitched his nose.

Fang Qing took a breath and frowned, clearly feeling the same way.

It's certainly not some indescribable taste.

The warning signs on the wall were painted many years ago, when there were many children who were naughty and mischievous. But now, almost only the older generation lives here.

"Is someone still renovating their house?"

The cramped stairwell was filled with the distinct smell of paint, and it was a very "fresh" smell.

The demolition is scheduled for this year, so logically, no one should waste money on large-scale construction.

Unless it's like what happened to Mr. Jiang, where he encountered force majeure, such as a leaky water heater or a broken door.

and.

I didn't smell it when I went out today.

The higher they climbed, the stronger the pungent smell became, causing Jiang Chen and Fang Qing to involuntarily cover their noses.

"despair……"

As Jiang Chen turned the corner of the stairs, with only half a floor left to his home, he suddenly felt a sticky sensation under his feet, as if he had stepped on some kind of liquid.

Jiang Chen looked up at the steps.

Before he could even speak, Fang Qing had already taken out her phone.

"Shh."

The flashlight was turned on, and the bright light instantly dispelled the darkness of the corridor. When they saw what was in front of them, their expressions changed slightly at the same time.

“Tick, tick, tick…”

The viscous liquid was still slowly seeping down the steps.

The scarlet color was blinding.

It's not blood.

It's paint.

Bright red paint.

The two remained silent, simply avoiding the flowing paint, and hurried upstairs.

When they stepped onto each other's doorsteps, leaving Jiang Chen aside, even with Fang Qing's mental fortitude and emotional management skills, she couldn't suppress her anger, which was immediately reflected on her face.

She unconsciously clenched her hands and pursed her lips.

The pungent smell suppressed the alcohol in his body, and Jiang Chen gently patted Qingmei's tense hand to comfort her.

His house was fine; the newly installed door was intact. But in front of him, the Fang family's door had been splashed with thick paint, and when a flashlight shone on it, it really did look like blood.

"I knew it wasn't a good omen."

Under the reflected light of the flashlight, Jiang Chen stood beside Qingmei, who remained silent, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

"Sometimes, you have to trust a man's intuition." (End of Chapter)