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Chapter 172: ?172?Didn't you come back last night again?_1

Chapter 172: ?172?Didn’t you come back last night again?_1
 

Tang Feng woke up the next day to find it was already past ten in the morning.

He then realized he had actually slept in a hotel.

He couldn’t help but feel secretly relieved. Thankfully, he was a man, or with the state he was in last night, completely out of it from drinking too much, he might have been corpse-picked.

Corpse picking?

How did he end up here last night?

He hurriedly checked his clothes and breathed a sigh of relief when he found them intact.

Just then, he noticed a note under the nightstand lamp. Picking it up, he saw a line written in delicate handwriting.

“Poor tolerance for alcohol and still acting tough. Next time you get this drunk, I’ll throw you onto the streets.”

There was even a cartoon pig’s head drawn at the end.

It must be Xu Xinling for sure.

This woman, too, what a wasted opportunity. She didn’t take advantage of the situation.

If she had taken the chance while he was drunk to turn the cooked rice into a meal, wouldn’t he have succumbed to her then?

He shook his head and sighed a few times. His head still ached a bit, so he got up and did some boxing, which made him feel somewhat better.

After washing up, he headed out.

It was only when passing through the hallway that he realized this was the same hotel he had brought Jiang Zi to yesterday.

He wondered if she was up by now.

When he reached Jiang Zi’s room from last night, he found it empty, with a cleaning lady tidying up inside.

He couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

Last night, two beautiful women and he didn’t manage to land either of them.

He was really letting down the brotherhood.

Just as he was wallowing in regret, he suddenly received a call from Jiang Zi.

“Hello, class president, did you sleep well last night?”

“Pretty well, thank you, Tang Feng. I don’t know what I would have done without you yesterday.”

“Being so formal? Don’t forget, I am your flower guardian.”

“Cut it out, who acknowledged you as the flower guardian?”

“I self-appointed, I don’t need your acknowledgment. From now on, I will obliterate any toads that want to get close to you.”

“Then may I ask, Mr. Guardian, do you have time today? I would like to treat you to a meal as my way of thanking you for your protecting services.”

“Ah, my schedule as a guardian is quite full, you need to book in advance.”

“Forget it then…”

“Hey, no. That’s for others. For you, there’s only one requirement.”

“What requirement?”

“That is, no requirements at all, guaranteed to be at your beck and call.”

“Okay then, let’s meet tonight.”

“Tonight? Are you hinting at something?”

“You guess…”

After a bit more flirtatious banter, they hung up the phone.

Tang Feng raced through the city streets in his Ferrari, covering the hour’s journey in just over thirty minutes to arrive at Ya Garden.

As he entered the store, he saw Qin Yanan sitting in the lobby, flipping through the ledger.

Zhang Jicheng and the other employees were standing to one side.

“Mrs. Nan, are you feeling better?” Tang Feng tried to sound as lively as possible, greeting Qin Yanan proactively.

Without looking up from the ledger, Qin Yanan asked, “You didn’t come back last night?”

“Oh…”

Tang Feng was suddenly at a loss for words.

Why did it feel like this woman was more overbearing than his mother, lurking outside his door every evening?

The employees in the store gave them curious looks.

The way Qin Yanan spoke, it almost felt like a wife interrogating her husband.

It seemed like these two really had something going on.

“I drank too much with friends last night and rented a room nearby, slept there alone.”

Tang Feng himself felt awkward explaining, why should he have to explain to her anyway?

Qin Yanan closed the ledger, stood up, and circled around him, “Are you sure you slept alone?”

“I’m sure,” Tang Feng answered firmly, ready to stick to his story even under torture.

Qin Yanan plucked a strand of hair from his clothes and stretched it out, measuring over thirty centimeters in length.

“You’re sure you slept alone?” she asked again.

“I… I’m sure,” Tang Feng faltered, feeling guilty. How could there be long hairs on him?

Could it be Xu Xinling’s?

He didn’t recall doing anything to her.

Framed.

This was definitely a frame-up!

“Humph, who you sleep with has nothing to do with me,” Qin Yanan said as she tossed the hair back onto him, grabbed the ledger, and continued, “Mr. Zhang told me about yesterday’s event; you attracted a significant crowd to the store, which is commendable. I don’t take for granted any employee who contributes to the store; you’ll get a three percent cut of yesterday’s takings.”

Tang Feng remembered Ge Hui mentioning that the previous day’s turnover should be around eight or nine million.

A three percent commission would be two or three hundred thousand.

Had it been in the past, he would’ve woken up laughing from his dreams.

But now that he was worth tens of millions, what was this trifling two or three hundred thousand to him?

“Thank you, boss.”

Regardless of his disinterest, he still expressed his thanks.

After all, even a tiny fly is still flesh.

Finally, Zhang Jicheng found a moment to speak, “Mrs. Qin, I have something to report.”

“Don’t be so formal, Mr. Zhang, please go ahead,” Qin Yanan’s demeanor softened noticeably towards Zhang Jicheng.

Tang Feng watched, clenching his teeth in frustration.

This young lady really had two faces.

“It’s like this; a group of new faces came to Antique Street this morning, bringing quite a few goods with them. They seem to be rough traders, but the items might be quite good. Should we send someone to take a look? Maybe we can get some nice pieces.”

Zhang Jicheng briefly reported the situation, waiting for Qin Yanan’s response.

“You can decide on that yourself, Mr. Zhang; you don’t need to report everything to me,” Qin Yanan replied politely, and then pointed at Tang Feng, “Just take him with you. He isn’t doing much these days anyway, and it’s good to keep him busy.”

Tang Feng glared at her irritably.

It seemed like this woman had it out for him.

Forget it, considering her health condition, he decided not to squabble with her.

When her health improved, he would settle all scores with her.

With nothing else to do at the store, he set off for Antique Street with Zhang Jicheng.

He was indeed curious about what good things he might find today?