She is my childhood sweetheart, how could I not understand her?

Chapter 199 Since you like pretending so much, then pretend to the end
“It has changed, but not a lot.”

Chen Shen was confused by Zhang Yan's words: "What are you talking about?"

"It's alright, are you done ordering?"

"Well, now that we're done, let's go back and ask everyone what they want to drink."

"Okay, let's go back and listen to Lao Zhou bragging."

The group returned to the private room, which was quite lively, and the return of the four people attracted everyone's attention.

"Are you ready?"

"Well, are you still drinking today? How about some drinks?" Chen Shen sat down next to Hou Hui, with Qiao Peng on the other side. "How about Coke?"

"No, Old Chen, you're already a boss, but you're still not used to drinking?" Li Bo fiddled with the cup in his hand and shouted loudly.

"What does drinking have to do with being a boss?"

"It's a social event. We have to discuss business and cooperation. Hey, Lao Chen, how big is your company?"

"Not big, quite small. Including the partners, there are only two employees."

Zhang Yan, who was standing by, was stunned for a moment after hearing this. She didn't know that Chen Shen had recruited a new person.

Qin Yu noticed her friend's confusion and leaned over to whisper, "Another art designer has been hired."

"I see. That means Chen Shen has you in his calculations as well."

"Well, I am also an employee of [初心STUDIO], after all, I signed a contract~"

Qin Yu was quite happy. After all, he was only a freshman in college and could make money with his own abilities. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had surpassed 99% of his peers, right?

But she is not the type to show off, so she just brags a little secretly in her heart.

Ah, and also show off a little in front of Zhang Yan~
"So small?"

Chen Shen spread his hands and shrugged: "It's just the starting stage."

"Can I make money?"

"Of course I made some money, so I'll treat you to dinner today." Chen Shen waved his hand and said happily.

"Boss Chen is generous!"

"Really? Then I'll order something expensive!"

"Just open the bottle of Maozi!"

"That's enough. You're still drinking Maozi. Qiao Peng, go get two bottles of white wine. Two bottles are enough for you, right?" Zhang Yan stood up, supporting herself on the table, and gave orders in a very firm manner.

Qiao Peng, who was called, stood up subconsciously, but before he could leave, Zhou Chenguang, who had been silent since the few people entered the door, suddenly said, "It's okay, open it, I've made money in my freshman year, Lao Chen, you treat me to dinner today, and I'll buy the wine."

Zhang Yan wanted to say something, but Chen Shen quickly raised his foot and kicked Zhang Yan's leg.

But Zhang Yan seemed to notice nothing.

No, to be precise, Zhang Yan did not notice it, because when Chen Shen kicked over, Qin Yu suddenly looked at him with a strange expression.

Chen Shen noticed Qin Yu's gaze and showed an embarrassed expression. He coughed hastily and spoke before Zhang Yan: "Okay, then we will be the host today."

He didn't find the right distance just now, and he seemed to kick Qin Yu's leg.

Since he had already spoken, Zhang Yan didn't say anything else and just sat down helplessly.

After a round of cheers of "Boss Zhou is so generous", Hou Hui really didn't bother to be polite with Zhou Chenguang and started talking right away.

After a while, the waiter walked into the private room with an opened bottle of Moutai, and at the suggestion of everyone, placed it in front of Zhou Chenguang.

Li Bo sat next to Zhou Chenguang, picked up the wine and poured a small glass for Zhou Chenguang first, then poured some for himself and the people around him, and then put the wine on the turntable and turned it in front of Chen Shen.

Without waiting for Chen Shen to reach out, Hou Hui took the first step to pick up the wine, poured a small glass for Chen Shen, Qiao Peng, and himself, and then looked at Zhang Yan and Qin Yu: "Would you two like to drink?"

"Drink! I haven't tried Moutai yet." Zhang Yan was not polite, although her alcohol tolerance was average.

Qin Yu shook her head and let it go. She had experienced the taste of wine once before at Chen Shen and Sui Sui's home. It was spicy and astringent. She didn't know why so many people liked it.

After making sure everyone had wine or drinks in their glasses, Zhou Chenguang stood up and said, "Today I am fortunate to be able to reunite with my comrades who have fought together for three years. It makes me recall every little detail of the past three years."

To be honest, Chen Shen felt that Zhou Chenguang was more like a boss than him.

If he were asked to stand up and speak at this time, he would probably say something like "What are you standing there for? Get started!"

He can't say such nice and polite words.

After Zhou Chenguang finished speaking, everyone raised their glasses and drank the first sip of wine at today's dinner.

It has to be said that even though Chen Shen didn't have much interest in liquor, it was his first time drinking Moutai.

As for the taste...it's hard to describe, but it's definitely better than the wine he drank at Christmas.

Well, it's really strong. If someone else drinks it, I guess he would pass out after just a small cup.

Recalling Xu Suiyou's silly look when he was drunk, Chen Shen couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Old Chen."

"Ah?" Chen Shen came back to his senses and saw that Zhou Chenguang was still standing with the glass facing him. He quickly picked up the glass from which he had just taken a sip and looked at him in confusion.

"Old Chen, I have a lot to learn from you, and I wish your career will prosper."

"Okay, I'll borrow your good words."

They clinked their glasses gently and Chen Shen took another sip of wine.

After two sips of white wine, my body quickly warmed up.

A few cold dishes were served on the table, and taking advantage of the warmth, everyone started chatting again.

Hou Hui winked at Chen Shen. At first, Chen Shen didn't understand what Hou Hui meant, but after Hou Hui walked to Zhou Chenguang with a glass of wine, he suddenly lowered his head and laughed out loud.

"Lao Zhou, a toast to you!"

In the noisy dinner party, this scene was not noticeable, but everyone around Chen Shen noticed Hou Hui's actions.

Zhang Yan was also confused by Hou Hui's actions. She hurriedly looked at Chen Shen and realized that Chen Shen was just laughing secretly. Then she seemed to understand something. Among the 11 people, only Qin Yu did not drink. In other words, this bottle of Moutai had to be shared among ten people.

We are no longer in high school. After entering college, we have all had more or less contact with liquor and beer, so we have basically made some progress in our drinking capacity.

So the question is, how long can ten people last if they drink from a bottle of Moutai?

Hou Hui then toasted, and the Moutai was almost finished.

"No more." Hou Hui smacked his lips and looked at Zhou Chenguang, subconsciously asking, "Open another bottle?"

Qiao Peng, who had been paying attention to Hou Hui, stood up before Zhou Chenguang could answer and scolded with a smile: "That's enough, you want to kill Boss Zhou, right? Zhang Yan, go get another bottle of white wine and you can just make do with it."

This really put Zhou Chenguang in a difficult position.

In high school, Chen Shen and Zhang Yan were always the backbone of the class, so on the day of filling out the application form, it was Chen Shen and Zhang Yan who were in charge of the overall situation.

But before the toast today, Zhou Chenguang rushed to speak, which made Hou Hui and Qiao Peng quite unhappy.

Since you like pretending so much, then pretend to the end.

Zhou Chenguang, who was embarrassed by the two people's singing and dancing, curled his lips and shouted directly, "Waiter!"

After a while, another bottle of Moutai was brought over by the waiter and opened in front of everyone.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yan was speechless.

We haven't played together for half a year, how come these guys still have such good chemistry?

I guess these two bottles of Moutai are enough to pay for this table of food. How much does Zhou Chenguang earn, 4?
If we keep going like this, let alone the table of food, we might not even be able to keep the 4.

Fortunately, Hou Hui and Qiao Peng were still rational. Although they were annoyed by Zhou Chenguang's arrogant look, they were still old classmates who had been together for many years.

Qiao Peng also went to toast, and after returning to his seat, he grabbed Chen Shen's arm.

"You can't go, damn it, he's pretending."

Chen Shen pointed at the door speechlessly: "I'm going to the toilet."

"You want to pay the bill secretly, right? No, let him spend it."

"Fuck, am I sick?" Chen Shen knew that Monkey and Big Bird were helping him and would definitely not disappoint their good brothers. He really didn't intend to pay the bill secretly, he just wanted to go to the toilet.

But Qiao Peng was not reassured, and he stood up and followed Chen Shen out of the private room.

Only after seeing Chen Shen walk into the toilet did he follow him in and open the floodgates.

"Fuck you, you're really sick. There are so many traps but you insist on standing next to me, right?" Chen Shen cursed speechlessly.

Qiao Peng chuckled, "I'm just afraid that you, a sucker, will rush to pay the bill. Those two bottles of Maozi cost several thousand yuan. Don't be an idiot and pay for them."

"Nonsense, of course I know." Chen Shen replied, then sighed, "Old Zhou has changed a lot."

"He was like this in high school, but no one in the class praised him. He became arrogant because of his good grades in No. 8 Middle School. Why doesn't he compare himself with No. 1 Middle School?"

Chen Shen curled his lips. It was totally incomparable with No. 1 Middle School. In No. 1 Middle School, Zhou Chenguang could only sit at the same table with the middle and lower level students.

Last year, all the students in her class were admitted to key universities, more than half were admitted to key universities, and two were admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University. With his grades, he would probably be ranked in the middle of the class, let alone Zhou Chenguang.

"How are you and your Sui Sui doing lately?"

"Hmm? It's good."

"It's okay as long as you're okay. I watched you two grow together step by step, so nothing can go wrong."

".Why do I feel so uncomfortable listening to your words?"

"I'm waiting to have tea at your wedding."

Chen Shen understood this time. He turned around and scared Qiao Peng so much that his legs went limp.

Fortunately, Chen Shen had already pulled up his pants.

"Fuck you, uncle!"

"Hahaha."

"Oh, by the way, the last time you asked me to help you with that matter, it wasn't discovered later, right?"

Chen Shen was washing his hands at the door. He smiled and shook his head after hearing this: "It's okay. Lao Liu said he would treat you to a meal. When are you free to come to Beijing?"

"No, if you want to treat me to a meal, I have to go to the capital, right?"

"I'll reimburse you for your travel expenses."

After hearing this, Qiao Peng was really moved.

But after thinking about it carefully, Qiao Peng shook his head.

"Forget it. I'll pay for it myself when I'm free to come and play with you guys."

He has known Chen Shen for so many years, how could he not know that Chen Shen's family conditions are average?
He said he had become a boss and he also bought a game to support others, but he only played Lao Chen's game for a while and then put it down. The graphics were so simple, how many people would play it?

Moreover, any boss who makes a lot of money will send a red envelope of 200 yuan to the class group. How stingy!

"It's okay, come on your way. You can take a plane for the entire trip and take a taxi when you land. I'll reimburse you!"

"You're sick, aren't you? How much money do you make? You're showing off like that."

This made Chen Shen stunned, and he subconsciously asked: "Don't you know?"

"Huh? What do I know?"

"My game has sold over 200 million copies, didn't you know that?"

Qiao Peng blinked, revealing a confused expression.

"How many?"

"200."

"200??"

(End of this chapter)