After the meal, Zhang Mingyang supported the swaying Geng Da and waited for the bus outside.

This guy kept drinking with him, but he didn't do anything good, but Boss Geng just drank and vomited.

Before getting in the car, Geng Da suddenly took out a small card from nowhere and stuffed it into Zhang Mingyang's hand.

"Boss Geng, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, it's just interesting." Geng Da raised his eyebrows at Shen Congyi who was standing beside him.

"Boss Geng is really interesting."

"I'm sorry."

After pushing it off several times, the card was still delivered to Zhang Mingyang's hand. Geng Da said that as long as you don't accept it, I won't leave.

Seeing that he finally accepted the card, Gengda drove away with confidence.

As soon as he got into the car, he lay motionless in the back seat, as if he was dead.

After a while, he suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

The driver was startled and quickly stopped the car.

Gengdala opened the car door and vomited again when she got out.

"Damn it, kids these days are all animals, they can drink better than cows!"

...

Seeing Geng Da disappear at the intersection, Zhang Mingyang handed the card in his hand to Shen Congyi.

"Go back and rest early."

What Geng Da gave him was a hotel room card. Everyone knew what it meant.

After working hard in society for so many years, Zhang Mingyang knows one thing very well.

Don't take money you shouldn't take, and don't sleep with people you shouldn't sleep with.

Shen Congyi quickly took the room key and put it into his school uniform pocket, lowering his head and not daring to look at him.

She was still wearing the high school uniform from the audition just now, and Zhang Mingyang suddenly felt like a bad guy who kidnapped a female high school student to rent a room.

No, he just graduated from high school this year!

"I'm leaving first, please be safe alone." Zhang Mingyang said goodbye to Shen Congyi, then turned to take a taxi on the side of the road.

Looking at the room card in his hand and the young man leaving magnanimously, Shen Congyi felt mixed emotions in his heart.

Even if she didn't do anything, at this moment she suddenly felt that she couldn't hold her head up in front of this clear young man.

She reached out and pulled the hairband off her hair and stood there to blow the air.

After thinking about it, Shen Congyi threw the room card in her hand into the trash can. If Gengda asks tomorrow, she will tell the truth and she will be scolded.

She only has one idea now, which is to help Zhang Mingyang finish filming the promotional video.

Holding the script she just received tightly, Shen Congyi regarded it as a treasure.

This was the first Chinese Valentine's Day gift she received, and it was also the best gift.

She also hailed a taxi on the side of the road. She originally wanted to tell the driver to go home directly, but tonight she suddenly didn't want to go home.

“Galaxy Internet Cafe.”

The driver looked suspiciously at Shen Congyi, who was dressed as a student, and kindly reminded: "Girl, your family should be worried if you go to the Internet cafe so late."

Shen Congyi took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, lit it and took a deep breath, looking like a little girl.

"My dad is dead, my mom doesn't care about me, just drive your car."

The driver was speechless and had to drive silently.

...

After Zhang Mingyang got in the car, he asked about the nearest Internet cafe.

It's really not good for him to return to Platinum Lake smelling of alcohol. He plans to find an Internet cafe to deal with the news and wait for Qinglian to go online tonight.

The driver was familiar with this area and quickly took Zhang Mingyang to an Internet cafe.

Galaxy Internet Cafe.

I remember when I was in college, this was the perfect Internet cafe for college students.

The equipment is good, the environment is good, there is plenty to eat, and there is a beautiful female network administrator.

Apart from being expensive, there seems to be no downside.

Of course, being expensive is the disadvantage of college students like them, not the disadvantage of Internet cafes.

When I usually make a bet, everyone will say, if I win, I will go to Galaxy to surf the Internet on the weekend and you will treat me as a treat.

Zhang Mingyang walked into the Internet cafe. The environment was very good, but from the perspective of the future, it was still a bit crude.

"Accommodation." Zhang Mingyang found the beautiful webmaster at the front desk.

"No ID?"

"No."

The beautiful network manager took out someone else's ID card from the drawer, swiped it and said, "Thirty, do you need a private room?"

"unnecessary."

Sure enough, for a male college student, an ID card is a must-have item every day.

Even if you don't share a room with your sister, you will always need to use the Internet.

Zhang Mingyang took out a hundred-dollar bill from his wallet: "Make a bucket of instant noodles, add intestines and eggs, and get me a Red Bull."

I had a drink with Geng Daguang in the hotel just now and didn't eat much. He is really hungry now.

Before he could hand the money to the beautiful webmaster, someone else squeezed up next to him and slapped his ID card on the bar.

"Sister Xiaolan, stay overnight."

As soon as they finished speaking, they both turned their heads at the same time, both of them froze on the spot.

"Zhang, Mr. Zhang?" Shen Congyi's voice trembled.

Zhang Mingyang was also taken aback by Shen Congyi.

The heroine of the sadistic novel on the screen was hanging a cigarette butt, her school uniform top was tied around her waist, her hair was disheveled, and she looked like a little girl.

"What a coincidence." Zhang Mingyang smiled awkwardly.

"Yes, yes." Shen Congyi also smiled awkwardly, not forgetting to take the cigarette butt out of his mouth.

She was not afraid of burning it and just pressed it out in her hand.

"Sister Shen's friend." The beautiful network administrator broke the awkwardness between the two and said with a smile: "I told you earlier, you can take the money back and I will treat you tonight."

After saying that, he pushed back the hundred-dollar bill in Zhang Mingyang's hand.

Shen Congyi also reacted and said quickly: "Yes, I'm treating you, just pay the money in my account."

"Then thank you, Miss Shen." Zhang Mingyang did not shirk.

Now it's better. The lonely man and the widow didn't go to check out the room to do business in the middle of the night. Instead, they met at the Internet cafe.

The beautiful webmaster arranged for the two of them to stay in a double private room.

In addition to the instant noodles with sausage and eggs, she also brought a lot of snacks.

"Miss Shen spent a lot of money." Zhang Mingyang picked up the braised beef and took a sip, and half of the noodles went down.

"Not full?"

"It's just drinking." He picked up the braised eggs in the bowl with his fork and swallowed it in one mouthful: "If it hadn't been for your boss Geng's treat tonight, I would have packed up the leftovers."

After enjoying the instant noodles, Zhang Mingyang tore open the spicy strips on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

Shen Congyi was amused by Zhang Mingyang's eating style, and the nervousness he felt when he first came in disappeared.

It turns out that he also likes to hang out in Internet cafes after work. It turns out that he also devours instant noodles like this. It turns out that he is just acting for fun at dinner parties.

The aloof young man at the dinner table seemed to have turned into an ordinary young man.

Only then did she realize that Zhang Mingyang was only eighteen years old.

Zhang Mingyang was also surprised when he heard Shen Congyi's laughter.

This was the first time he had seen her smile in the past two days. He thought the sadistic heroine would only cry.

"What games does Mr. Zhang usually play?"

After meeting the real Zhang Mingyang, Shen Congyi was not so nervous and his tone began to become more relaxed.

"Your boss is not here, just call me Zhang Mingyang." Zhang Mingyang finished eating the noodles, picked it up and took another sip of soup: "I'm not here to play games tonight. Qinglian will be online tomorrow, I'll keep an eye on it."

Zhang Mingyang put down the bucket of instant noodles, opened QQ and started processing messages.

"Then you won't go back to the company?" Shen Congyi was a little surprised. How could he come to work in an Internet cafe?
To be continued...