Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Pushing the Cart Without Assistance Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Pushing the Cart Without Assistance Leaving the hospital, it was almost ten o’clock at night.
Xiao Meier limped along, supporting Chen Cheng, “Ah, never expected not only to not get things sorted but also to sprain my ankle.”
Chen Cheng consoled her, “Isn’t this good?
You can rest for a few days.”
Just as Xiao Meier finished speaking, Chen Cheng’s phone rang.
“Shu Biao.” He glanced at it and then answered, “Hello?”
“Where you at, Dacheng?”
Chen Cheng replied, “Hospital.”
“F*ck, did you get into trouble?”
“Can’t you wish for something good for me?” retorted Chen Cheng.
“Then what are you doing at the hospital so late at night?”
Chen Cheng glanced at Xiao Meier beside him, “If you’ve got something to say, spit it out.
He was indeed a bit preoccupied.
One hand supporting Xiao Meier, he was still taking the call.
“Come out to play!” Feng Biao said cheerfully, “Yingzi went on a business trip, I just dropped her off at the airport, and now I’m heading back!”
Chen Cheng’s mind conjured up that overly cheerful face.
Perhaps this is what married life is like, the wife leaves, and the day brightens.
“I’ve got something going on,” Chen Cheng responded, “Another time.”
Xiao Meier also overheard their conversation, noticing that Chen Cheng clearly wanted to go.
“Shu Biao, we are here at the People’s Hospital.
Come pick us up!” she said.
Feng Biao paused, “Alright, be right there.”
After hanging up, Chen Cheng said, “Your foot is and you still want to come with me?”
“If you want to go, of course I’ll accompany you,” Xiao Meier said with a smile, “and you do want to go, don’t you?”
Her considerate nature was like a beam of light in the dark night, illuminating the path ahead for Chen Cheng.
“Sister Meier, how can you be so nice?”
I’m not this nice to just anyone!”
A cool breeze rustled Qianqian’s hair and also Chen Cheng’s heart.
About twenty minutes later, Feng Biao arrived in a Land Rover.
He got out of the car, scanning over both of them, “What’s this situation?”
“Sprained ankle,” replied Xiao Meier, “Xiao Cheng brought me here to have it checked.”
“Nothing serious, I hope?” Feng Biao expressed with concern.
“If it were serious, would I have agreed to you?” Chen Cheng retorted, “Open the car door, we’ve been standing for too long already.”
Feng Biao opened the back seat door, and after Chen Cheng helped Xiao Meier into the car, he sat down in the passenger seat.
“Where to?” Chen Cheng asked.
Feng Biao cheerfully said, “Got a membership card a few days ago, I was planning to give it to that grandson Li Dinger, but he didn’t want it!”
“He’s being recognized for excellence!” Chen Cheng responded.
“We drank together tonight,” Chen Cheng inquired, “The last time you talked about finding him, was it about this matter?”
Feng Biao nodded, “Didn’t the car dealership get issued a fine by them?
I thought since we have this relationship, maybe I could ask for his help.”
“What trouble did you cause?”
“Ah, just a customer complaint, a minor issue,” Feng Biao replied, “Who doesn’t pull a little something these days?”
Chen Cheng thought for a moment, “Li Dinger probably has to be extra cautious recently, crucial period.”
“Yeah, we’re brothers, he says it’s inconvenient, and I can’t pressure him, right?”
“Just go and pay the fine honestly,” Chen Cheng paused, “Where are we headed?”
Feng Biao started the car, “At the opening, they borrowed about a dozen cars from our dealership for show, that’s how I got this card.”
“Wow, you’ve got a nice little side income, huh?!” Chen Cheng teased.
“Just 1000,” Feng Biao said with a laugh, “Not even enough to fill a tooth gap!”
Xiao Meier, sitting in the back, listened to the two’s conversation and said, “Are we going to a bar?
“Meier, let’s just go have a couple of drinks, no hopping around,” Feng Biao started the car, “Besides, we’re at an age where we can’t really hop anymore!”
“Do I need to change my clothes?” Xiao Meier shook her head.
Chen Cheng turned around, “No need, absolutely beautiful!”
“You’re flattering me again!”
Hearing the playful banter between the two, Feng Biao, who was driving, couldn’t help but say, “How about I go ahead and give you two a push?”
“Me pushing the cart, do I still need Mr.
Feng Biao was taken aback, “Haha, you little rascal.”
Xiao Meier didn’t understand and asked in a foggy confusion, “What push?”
Chen Cheng smiled, “Just banter.”
At half-past eleven, West Road of the Workers’ Stadium.
Beijing’s nightlife evolves quickly.
Like the constant moving wheels, if you’re not careful, you’ll be left behind.
Once wildly popular and leading places like Mix, Vix, Elements have all shut down, the domestic EDM nightclub, Shi San, that took over has also closed, and the top-ranked OT club in the country isn’t what it used to be.
But like predecessors, there will always be successors to take over the baton.
Feng Biao led the two to a bar named Pacstar.
Chen Cheng got out of the car and saw that this place used to be Babyface.
It was Xiao Meier’s first time coming to such a place, somewhat reserved, her body subconsciously moved closer to Chen Cheng.
“We’ll be right with you, the manager will come out soon.” Feng Biao came back from making a call and said with a smile, “They’ve reserved a private booth for us.”
Chen Cheng gave him a thumbs up, “That’s Mr.
Biao’s network for you!”
Soon, a man in his early 30s wearing a suit came out.
Seeing Feng Biao, he energetically scattered his cigarette, “Mr.
Biao, sorry for the wait!
“We just got here,” Feng Biao took the cigarette, “Business looks good!
I see there’s still a queue!”
“All thanks to friends’ support,” the manager was also good at talking, “Please, come inside.”
The three entered the bar, and they were greeted by the murky air, flirtatious lighting, and booming sound waves that seemed to lift the ceiling.
Naturally older than these youngsters, Xiao Meier’s ripe demeanor and hourglass figure drew envious glances as soon as she entered.
Holding onto Chen Cheng’s arm, she was escorted under his protection to the private booth.
A dozen Heinekens were already on the table.
The manager said with a smile, “Mr.
Biao, have a great time.
Call me if you need more.”
Feng Biao put the car keys on the table, “Okay, thanks.”
Chen Cheng opened two bottles, “Shall we?”
“I’ll have some too!” Xiao Meier shouted.
Chen Cheng looked back, “Can you drink?”
“That’s what you don’t get!
Once you’re drunk, your nerves are numb, and the pain in your feet is gone!” Feng Biao opened a bottle for her, “Didn’t you see Lord Guan getting drunk when he operated on himself to rid of poison?”
Xiao Meier laughed uncontrollably, “Haha, Shu Biao, when did you get so cultured?”
Feng Biao raised his eyebrows, “Dacheng taught it to me!”
The trio clinked bottles, Chen Cheng and Feng Biao drained theirs in one go, while Xiao Meier took a small sip.
Just as Feng Biao was about to open another bottle, two waiters came over.
“Good evening, sir, this is the complimentary fruit plate for you.” The server brought over a large fruit platter and placed it on the table.
Another waiter, holding a tray, approached, “Sir, this is the complimentary drink for you, please enjoy.”
Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows, and after the waiters left, he said, “Biao, you really have some pull!
They’re even sending us freebies!”
Feng Biao was smug, retorting, “Do I even need to say it?
Just mention my name here and you get at least the original price!”
“Haha, you’re unbelievable!”
Chen Cheng’s phone, lying on the table, rang.
Tong Jialu from Beijing Dispatch: Brother Cheng!
Can I come over for a drink?
I’ve already sent some to your table.