King of Technology: A Fresh Start in 1983

"You think I wanted to be Huang Yaoshi? Such a smart wife, gone so long ago..."

"A person spends most of their life in loneliness, with only a few short years of happiness..."

As He Fan was speaking, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and his face turned somber and sad.

Seeing this, the young lady was at a loss for what to do.

Just then, Xiao Zhu, who was standing to the side, could no longer contain himself.

He grabbed the curvaceous young woman and dragged her into the bathroom of the private room.

He Fan was surprised and taken aback when he heard the bathroom door being locked.

The young lady beside him, unfazed, said, "Never mind them, let's dance."

She played several slow songs as background music and pulled He Fan up from the sofa.

He Fan had his hands wrapped around the young lady's waist, and his cheeks and neck were occasionally bothered by strands of her hair.

The hot breath from the young lady's mouth blew against my ears again and again.

It felt itchy, and I couldn't help but feel restless all over.

He immediately released his hands and said, "I'm not jumping anymore."

He then sat back down on the sofa.

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

Xiao Zhu came out first and whispered in He Fan's ear, who had already sat back down on the sofa.

He said, panting heavily, "The ladies here are quite open-minded. Mr. He, you can take one back with you later."

"I had nowhere else to take it, and I couldn't very well take it home, so I had to make do here. Mr. He, please don't mind!"

He Fan didn't respond to his comment, thinking to himself:

You bastard, you're not here to keep me company at all! You're just using this as an excuse to entertain yourself.

At this moment, the curvaceous young woman quickly tidied herself up and came out of the bathroom.

Xiao Zhu immediately moved away from He Fan and rolled around with her in the corner.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Zhu once again dragged the curvaceous lady into the bathroom.

He Fan frowned and said to the young lady beside him, "I have some things to attend to, so I'll head back now."

The young woman asked, "Would you like to wait a moment and say hello to your friend?"

He Fan hesitated for a moment, glanced at the bathroom, and was immediately filled with disgust.

He said irritably, "No need, let him play his game, I'll go mine!"

The young lady then accompanied him to the front desk.

Just as I was about to settle the tip, I suddenly heard a commotion coming from the doorway on the first floor.

The young woman peeked out and quickly said to He Fan, "It's a police checkpoint! You'd better leave!"

Upon hearing what the young lady said, He Fan's head buzzed!

Without saying a word, he instinctively turned around and ran towards the stairwell.

Several plainclothes officers were seen rushing up the curved staircase...

He Fan immediately slowed down, pretending to be nonchalant, and slipped away to walk down the side.

These plainclothes officers were targeting the men and women in the private room, but no one paid any attention to the young man who looked like a student…

...

The next day, from the start of the morning meeting until the end of the dinner buffet, He Fan did not see Xiao Zhu.

On his way back to the hotel, he slipped away to the nightclub across the street.

The vibrant neon lights of last night have now lost all their life.

The main gate was tightly closed, and a notice of temporary closure was posted on the glass door.

He Fan covered the glass with both hands and peered inside. He could vaguely see a figure moving around inside, so he banged on the door loudly.

The person walked over slowly.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the same gentleman in a suit and tie I had seen in the lobby yesterday.

The man glanced at He Fan, wondering what the young man's intentions were.

He pointed to the sign through the glass and said loudly, "Closed for business."

He Fan spoke even louder: "I can read. Open the door, I need something."

The man continued, "What's the matter? Just say it."

"I can't talk through the door, open it and let me in." He Fan's tone suddenly became firm.

The man looked He Fan up and down, then seemed to remember something before squatting down and unlocking the door.

He Fan had barely cracked a door open when he shoved it open and strode in, grumbling, "It's so hard to deliver money to you guys!"

The man, his hand on the doorknob, looked surprised upon hearing He Fan's words and asked, "What did you say? You're giving us money?"

"Yes. Was your place raided by the police yesterday?"

"Yes, otherwise why would they be closed for rectification?"

"I was shopping here last night, and just as I was about to pay, the police rushed in, so I ran away as fast as I could."

"I'll send you the money now, otherwise it'll seem like I'm taking advantage of you."

The man was stunned!

He looked He Fan up and down, left and right, incredulously, and muttered, "Wow! I've never met anyone like you before."

He then gestured inside, "I'm the only one on duty right now, there's no one at the cashier, so I can't process payments."

"Besides, almost everyone cancelled their orders last night, so it won't make a difference if you get one too."

He Fan realized the man thought he was there to pay for the private room, so he explained, "I wasn't referring to the private room and drinks; that should be paid for by the person who came with me."

"If he was arrested by the police yesterday for not paying the bill, then you should be looking for him, it's none of my business."

"I'm referring to that woman from yesterday. I haven't given her a tip yet. Could you give it to her for me?"

The man chuckled and suddenly laughed!

She flashed a bright white smile: "You're really funny. They don't need your help."

"Besides, her tip should be given to her by the person who invited you; you don't need to worry about it."

"How can that be? We agreed on this beforehand, and I can't go back on my word."

"She's the girl I hired, so of course I should pay her. Otherwise, what would I be?"

The man clearly didn't care what He Fancheng was anymore!

He shook his head with a wry smile: "Once we close down here, those girls will definitely move on to other places. I don't even know where to find her, let alone how to transfer her to someone else."

He Fan hadn't considered this possibility beforehand and couldn't help but worry, saying, "What should we do... what if she comes back?"

"How about I give you the money, and you transfer it to her for me if you can?"

A glint of light flashed in the man's eyes: "What if I never manage to transfer it to her?"

"Then I won't worry about it. I'll give it to you; consider it as already being transferred to her," He Fan said magnanimously.

The man seemed moved by He Fan's words, puffing out his chest: "Alright then, I promise you, I'll find a way to get the money to her for you. What's her name?"

He Fan was taken aback: "Oh dear, I don't remember her name..."

"How am I supposed to know who to give it to? Although most of them don't use their real names, at least they have a name. Do you remember her number?"

He Fan shook his head: "I have absolutely no recollection of it."

"This is not a good problem. Even if you tell me what she looks like, I won't be able to match it up. All those people have such heavy makeup on their faces."

"Then I'll just ignore it and pretend I don't owe her anything."

After saying that, He Fan stuffed two hundred yuan into the man's hand and turned to leave.

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