Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

In the evening, Professor Zhang treated guests to a table of simple home-cooked meals on a big round table at home.

"Professor Zhang, Professor Yu, I heard that both of you are very good, so I specially brought a bottle of Feitian Moutai here." Yang Chenming took out a bottle of vintage Moutai and handed it to the servant at home.

"Depending on the vintage, this Moutai costs at least tens of thousands of dollars a bottle, right? It's extravagant." Professor Yu sighed, but his eyes lit up.

"Young Master Yang's heart, we will also have a good time." Professor Zhang laughed heartily.

Soon, the servant poured a glass of wine for everyone one by one.

Cao Baichuan held up his glass and looked at Kong Jianbo and introduced: "This is my friend Kong Jianbo, a high-achieving student from our Highland Barley University. This is the eldest son of Mayor Yang of Yang Shaorong City, and those are Huang Shao, Jia Shao, and others. Miss Mo."

"Young Master Cao praised me. I'm just an ordinary student. Young Master Yang, Young Master Huang, Young Master Jia, and Miss Mo, I'll do it first to respect you." Kong Jianbo quickly stood up, toasted with both hands holding the wine glass, and drank it down in one gulp.

"This is Ms. Qiu Jinseqiu, the school belle of our Highland Barley University." Cao Baichuan continued to introduce.

Qiu Jinse frowned slightly and snorted softly, apparently not catching a cold.

Yang Chenming suddenly thought of something, "Miss Qiu, is she the jewel in the palm of the fourth master's family?"

Qiu Sihai dominates Xuzhou, and Rongcheng is relatively close to Xuzhou. Although he has never dealt with him, he has at least heard of his name. He is a bit higher than Chu Tian in Jinling before. With such a family background, plus a Big beauty, even a bad temper can be understood.

Yang Shao, Huang Shao and Jia Shao stared straight at Qiu Jinse. Although they were not as gentle and charming as Mo Susu, they were still dazzling beauties with their own styles.

After Cao Baichuan finished speaking, he said with a smile: "Everyone will go to Lop Nur together tomorrow, I will do it first as a respect."

After finishing speaking, Cao Baichuan sat down without even looking at Zhuo Bufan. Yang Chenming, Huang Shao and Jia Shao were from merchants and wealthy families, and they had been familiar with business since childhood. Seeing that Cao Baichuan did not introduce Zhuo Bufan, it meant that he had the least status. Maybe he also offended Cao Baichuan.

Such ordinary people, how can they see the eye.

Yang Chenming leaned slightly, picked up the wine glasses, and toasted Professor Zhang and Professor Yu. He didn't have the airs of the prince of Rongcheng at all, but he was very kind. After the toast, he didn't drink except Qiu Jinse.

Kong Jianbo stood up in fear, bent down, Yang Chenming just tapped the wine glass lightly, but Kong Jianbo drank it all in one gulp.

The gap between the two can be seen at a glance, Yang Chenming glanced at Zhuo Bufan who was eating with his head buried, hesitated for a while, and said, "My friend, would you like a drink?"

"I don't know how to drink." Zhuo Bufan didn't even raise his head.

Holding the wine glass, Yang Chenming's expression froze instantly, and Huang Shao and Jia Shao's expressions also changed.

People in the officialdom are the most particular about these tricks, and the high-ranking toast is to think highly of you. Many newcomers who have just stepped into the society have encountered this situation, and they can’t do without drinking.

But Zhuo Bufan doesn't seem to give him any face, this is the wine of the prince of Rongcheng, do you think it's just an ordinary person?

"Zhuo Bufan, Young Master Yang respects you, take a sip, Young Master Yang is doing this to save face." Kong Jianbo frowned, persuading him with a shameless tone.

Zhuo Bufan put down his chopsticks and said calmly: "I told you, I don't know how to drink. And I don't need to give anyone face."

Huang Shao and Jia Shao frowned vigorously. This guy was either out of his mind or too crazy.

"Young Master Yang, I'll have another drink with you. Our classmate Zhuo is very arrogant, and no one cares about him." Cao Baichuan stood up, quickly relieved his embarrassment, and stared at Zhuo Bufan coldly.

"Hmph!" Young Master Yang drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, glanced at Zhuo Bufan resentfully, and sat down angrily.

This guy is so crazy, you have to find a chance to beat him up. Mo Susu, who was sitting beside him, had been eating quietly. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Zhuo Bufan quietly, and then continued to eat.

The guests and the host enjoyed themselves, Professor Zhang's family naturally couldn't accommodate anyone, so Yang Chenming arranged a five-star hotel, but Zhuo Bufan was given the worst standard room, and the others were luxurious suites.

Zhuo Bufan didn't care, it was just a trick of the little guy.

Just as she was about to go to bed, Qiu Jinse secretly took the key card from the front desk and walked in gropingly.

"Whoosh!" With a black light, Qiu Jinse's little heart thumped in fright, and a trembling black ballpoint pen was fixed on the wall next to his ear.

"Don't sleep at night, what are you doing here?" Zhuo Bufan stood in the room, frowning.

Qiu Jinse bit her lips sideways, and looked at him with burning eyes, "There is no interest at all. If you were nice to me, I might be able to tell you everything."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Jinse turned around and was about to leave the room, but her wrist was grabbed by a strong arm, "Are you going to tell me Qiu Sihai's conspiracy?"

"What conspiracy?" Qiu Jinse smiled, narrowing her eyes like Zhou Dongyu, "I want to say that a woman's sixth sense makes me feel that you and Sister Yezi should know each other, and you seem to like her."

"It's none of your business." Zhuo Bufan let go of his hand and sighed softly.

Qiu Jinse said excitedly: "How, I guessed it? If you can like me as much as you love her, I will tell you everything, but it is impossible now." Leaving a sentence, Qiu Jinse has already left the room.

"The thread of love in the world of mortals?" Zhuo Bufan raised his palm, looking at a red thread wrapped around his index finger, everyone has it, but only he can see it.

...

In the luxury box No. 08, a girl dressed in green hills and with long hair like a cloud stood in front of the curtain wall glass, frowned slightly as she watched the spreading lights and the traffic flow like a loom.

There was a hint of sadness in the eyebrows, and then he sighed softly.

At the back of the room, stood a man in a white suit, it was Young Master Yang.

"Susu, don't worry. I'll help you find what you want when you go to Lop Nur this time." Yang Chenming looked at the woman's slim back, his eyes were dazed, and his face was filled with color.

Mo Susu turned around, "Young Master Yang, thank you for your kindness, but there are many dangers to go here. You are the mayor's eldest son. It is not good to take risks with me."

"Susu, don't you know how I feel about you? For you, even if I go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of ​​fire, I will not hesitate?"

Yang Chenming's eyes were extremely firm.

As he said that, he stepped forward, intending to keep Mo Susu, but Mo Susu dodged carelessly, "Young Master Yang, thank you for your kindness, but it's getting late, you should go back and go to bed early."

"It's me, Meng Lang." Young Master Yang sighed in his heart and nodded in a gentlemanly manner, but after leaving the room, his eyes flashed a look of unruliness, "Smelly Sanba, when I get you on the bed, you still pretend to be white with me Is it a lotus?"