Originally, if it was just staying up late, it wouldn’t have been so bad. But this guy was overly excited and later grabbed so peanuts to drink with Yan Fei. Yan Fei was helpless, fine, if you’re looking for a thrill, I’ll indulge you.
They hadn’t been drinking for half an hour when ng Si’an went under the table.
Yan Fei hauled him onto the bed, leaving him there for less than two hours, and before dawn, he dragged him up. He still couldn’t tell southeast from northwest!
Well, still need to get him back.
Speaking of which, people being drunk is quite amusing, so sleep so soundly that no amount of thunder will wake them, and so cry and make a fuss when drunk... ng Si’an gets drunk and will do anything you ask, throw him on the bed to sleep, and he’ll sleep, drag him up, and he’ll be dragged away, tell him to wash up, and he really goes to get ready to wash, only that he wobbles with every step, probably will end up sleeping on the sink...
This sight, pulling him out onto the street, he’d wake up but still wouldn’t rember anything.
Yan Fei stood there directing him a few tis as a trial, thoroughly amused. Then he let him go, letting him continue to sleep while he went to receive an award.
...
The awards venue was the Great Hall. While driving, Yan Fei thought to himself, coming to receive the award so hastily, is this a bit inappropriate?
His patent application was too late, it got approved at the end of the year. By then the award selection was already in its final stages, then he got added in, now he’s co alone...
As he was thinking, he suddenly saw a figure on the roadside.
That figure he’d seen a few tis, but it was morable enough that it reminded him of sothing worth recalling. Sohow, he suddenly wanted to greet them.
Since he was thinking about things and it was still early, his driving speed wasn’t fast. Seeing a parking spot ahead, he pulled over.
He got out, walked back a bit, then saw the young man, who was barely a familiar acquaintance.
A seemingly sincere young guy, holding a chubby little kid hopping along, with a chubby girl next to them who was probably the kid’s mom, though she didn’t look very old.
The young man was visibly surprised to see Yan Fei, probably didn’t expect to et an acquaintance on these foreign streets. His expression was initially awkward, then beca natural, smiling from afar, greeting Yan Fei first: "Boss Yan, you’re in the Capital too, here on business right?"
"Yes!" Yan Fei nodded. "You’re here too! Is this your family..."
"Yes, yes, yes, this is my son, this is my wife." The young man hastily introduced. "Wife, this is Boss Yan from Tanghe County, the one raising cows. I’ve told you I know him, right? Do you believe now?"
His wife looked a bit shyly at Yan Fei: "Hello, Boss Yan."
Yan Fei nodded: "Good, good, all good!"
Suddenly he didn’t know what to say!
He just wanted to co down to take a look, didn’t have much thought otherwise. He’d greeted them, ti to go, but leaving just like that felt kind of awkward!
"So, are you still frying crabs?" Yan Fei made small talk.
"It’s too cold now, can’t catch any crabs." The young man laughed heartily. "My wife and I learned how to make stinky tofu from people, now we’re selling stinky tofu. My wife insisted that we’ve sold so much stinky tofu but haven’t had the Capital’s stinky tofu yet! I told her it’s just the sa stinky tofu, she wouldn’t listen, so here we are..."
"Haha!" Yan Fei laughed at his wife’s embarrassed look. Even though they all call it stinky tofu, in reality, the difference is quite significant, how could one not distinguish it? Clearly, it’s just an excuse to have fun. "Business doing well?"
"Very well, otherwise we wouldn’t have money to co and play." The young man smiled broadly, disregarding his wife tugging at his sleeve. "Make a few hundred a month, better than working for soone else."
After chatting with the young man for a bit, an idea suddenly flashed in Yan Fei’s mind: "You used to be quite familiar with the at Processing Factory’s stuff, right?"
"Familiar!" The young man replied. "I grew up around there, when I was young, I would sneak into the factory pretending to be a staff kid to steal beef jerky. It was only after getting too familiar that I couldn’t sneak in anymore..."
"Haha." Yan Fei laughed again. "Running a street stall must be tiring, want to work at the at Processing Factory?"
"Huh?" The young man was suddenly stunned. "Go to the at Processing Factory?"
"Yes!" Yan Fei nodded. "Aren’t you quite familiar? Is there soone to take care of your kid? If so, let your wife go too. Two wages could be better than running a stall. If you want to go, just find Pang Fa at the factory and tell him I said so. If you don’t want to go, just pretend I didn’t say anything, haha! Chance eting is fate, here, junior, this is for you to buy sweets."
That last sentence was a spur-of-the-mont thought, he pulled out a bill from his pocket and stuffed it into the little kid’s hand, and before the family of three could react, he turned and walked away.
Back then, the snacks from street stalls were genuinely cheap, priced as cheap snacks, extrely affordable. Making a few hundred yuan a month depended entirely on volu. But this was speculation from Yan Fei, he hadn’t visited the streets of Tanghe County for quite a while. Anyway, he was just giving a suggestion, whether the young man wanted to go was up to him.
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