Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "What's the point of knowing? Zhang Lanfeng likes you, don't be too greedy. A friend's wife is not to be trifled with." Yang Zongbao stuck to his moral bottom line, although he wasn't a good person himself, but since Zhang Lanfeng was still his friend on the surface, then he absolutely wouldn't touch what Zhang liked.

  "Did you ever think of me?"

  Mei Wenxi's head was lowered, and her chin was already teary-eyed.

  "Think of you? We've only known each other for a few days, I don't think you have deep feelings for me, it's just curiosity about me as a person. To be honest, you're just not willing to give up. Besides, I don't have any feelings for you, we're not even friends at the minimum level. Why should I consider you? Sorry, if you don't have anything else to do, I want to read a book now, please go ahead."

  Yang Zongbao's words were extremely ruthless, but also made people unable to grasp the mistake. Mei Wenxin immediately turned around and packed her things, leaving. Such a great humiliation was something she had never experienced in this lifetime. She took the initiative to show kindness, but was still ruthlessly trampled on. If she stayed any longer, she would lose respect for herself.

  Mei Wenxi left after being thrown out of the dormitory door, and it wasn't until a long time later that the dormitory door was opened again.

  "Did you hear?"

  Yang Zongbao's eyes did not leave the book and he said something without thinking.

  "Uh-huh."

  The one standing at the door was surprisingly Zhang Lanfeng. It turned out that he had been standing at the door all along. That's how it is with university dorms, hearing voices from inside when you're outside isn't unusual.

  Sit.

  Yang Zongbao handed Zhang Lanfeng a cigarette.

  Zhang Lanfeng was also not delicate, very masculine with his legs crossed sitting on the floor of the balcony in front of Yang Zongbao, taking a hard drag on his cigarette.

  "Cough...cough...cough......cough...cough...cough..."

  Zhang Lanfeng was choked by the pungent smell of smoke, and coughed violently.

  "What cigarette? Such a strange smell?"

  Zhang Lanfeng didn't dare to speak lightly anymore, and instead held it in front of his own nose, smelling it heavily.

  "Good smoke, matches." He said. Yang Zongbao knew the other party must have something to say: "Your current appearance, I find it more pleasing to the eye." Yang Zongbao meant that the other party had become much more normal and less like a fake girl.

  "Who says it's not? So many years of pretending, and I still can't change back. Unconsciously, I've gone back to the way I was." Zhang Lanfeng said with a self-deprecating smile.

  "What's the point of being a woman?" Yang Zongbao was an intelligent person and thought through the cause and effect of things.

  Zhang Lanfeng self-deprecatingly said, "For years, I've been speaking in a high-pitched tone, even when feeling down, it's still in a high-pitched tone: 'Who says a woman isn't one? But this woman is planted in your heart.' Brother, I will remember your good intentions for life, just because of that one sentence - 'A friend's wife must not be bullied.'"

  "It doesn't matter." Yang Zongbao waved his hand indifferently and said: "You go ahead, I don't have any cigarettes left here."

  "You're really heartless." Unexpectedly driven away by Yang Zongbao, Zhang Lanfeng didn't react for a moment.

  "What else can we do? Let's have a drink!" Yang Zongbao suggested.

  "Have a drink? Are you guys going for a drink? Bring us along?"

  Yu Tie Nan and Ma Xiao Jian returned together, heard the keyword "drinking", immediately excitedly squeezed into Yang Zong Bao's several square meters room.

  "Well, let's have a drink then, but I don't have any money." Yang Zongbao was very direct in saying that he was poor and someone else should pay for the drinks.

  Ma Xiao Jian waved his hand generously and said: "It's rare for everyone to be of one mind, I'll treat you all."

  Yu Tiernan didn't make a sound, he had smelled the scent of Cordyceps sinensis when he came in just now. That smell was very special, and Yu Tiernan had seen it at home when his grandfather used to soak wine, but because it was extremely expensive, every bottle of 10 kg white wine would only soak a few roots.

  Seeing the cigarette ash on the ground, Yu Tie Nan finally knew where the smell of Cordyceps sinensis came from. The whole room was filled with this smell, and the amount in the cigarettes was not light. It's estimated that one cigarette can have half a Cordyceps sinensis.

  Some people think that Cordyceps sinensis is still affordable, after all, one kilogram only costs tens of thousands of yuan. Yu Tie Nan generally scoffs at this view. For example, cigarettes are the same, there are good and bad ones, the bad ones can be bought for a few yuan, while the good ones may cost over a thousand. The price of Cordyceps sinensis is also like this. Different grades have different prices. Those that sell for tens of thousands of yuan per kilogram on the market are inferior products, no different from cigarettes that cost just a few dollars. I've seen my grandfather's collection of a few, which he said were top-grade from Changbai Mountain, and he couldn't bear to use them, so he kept them in a yellow satin box for years. Yu Tie Nan has also seen them a few times, with a strong medicinal aroma. The ones Yang Zong Bao used to roll cigarettes may not be as good as my grandfather's collection, but they are far better than the quality of those that sell for tens of thousands of yuan on the market, and he said it was because he had no money. What is this Yang Zong Bao doing, being low-key or what? Looking at his dormitory, there isn't even a computer, living a life like a monk, I really don't know if he's pretending to be arrogant.

  Yu Tie Nan didn't say a word and just stood quietly on one side, but he didn't explicitly express that he wasn't going.

  "It's settled then, I'm treating today, let's go! I'll foot the bill." Zhang Lanfeng suddenly stood up and slapped his chest with a heroic air, but his posture was more like that of a middle-aged woman with her hands on her hips, ready to scold someone.

  Yang Zongbao shook his head, it's really hopeless, I'm afraid Zhang Lanfeng will be like this for the rest of his life.

  Four people found a bar with KTV-style entertainment next to the school.

  As soon as I entered, dark shadows were moving around, and it was impossible to tell who was who. Then I saw some female college students exposing their white skin.

  The originally dimly lit bar made women stand out even more.

  Come to the wine shop to play, none of them are dressed up. Yang Zongbao and his party were greatly satisfied.

  "Not bad at all." Ma Xiao Jian was a very lively person as long as his profession wasn't brought up. As soon as he entered the bar, he became energetic.

  "Where are you looking with your eyes, you rascal." Zhang Lanfeng couldn't bear seeing Ma Xiaojian's pig-like appearance.

  "You don't know the hardships of others when you're well-off. Monk Tang doesn't understand Zhu Bajie's heart." Ma Xiao Jian said with a hint of resentment.

  Zhang Lanfeng's face turned as black as coal, just then Yu Tiennan returned with wine. Zhang Lanfeng picked up a bottle of Moutai and started drinking straight from the bottle.

  What was originally a very masculine action, unfortunately Zhang Lanfeng's esophagus wasn't smooth enough, and he could only swallow mouthful by mouthful, his cheeks bulging out, as if stuck in an awkward position.

  "Haha, haha, hahaha..."

  Ma Xiao Jian couldn't help but burst out laughing and hugged his stomach. Yu Tie Nan also couldn't help but smile.

  Yang Zongbao saw Zhang Lanfeng's mouth swell up to its limits at a visible speed, and finally couldn't hold it in anymore, spitting it out in one go.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  A woman's scream.

  Originally Zhang Lanfeng poured all the beer on passing women.

  "Sorry, sorry." Zhang Lanfeng hastily stood up and apologized, with a wet patch on his chest.

  "Apologizing is not enough, this outfit is expensive and you have to compensate me." The woman wore unconventional visual makeup, her clothes tightly bound on a larger-than-usual body. A sleeveless black bodysuit only managed to squeeze out a few lumps of flesh from under the armpits.

  Ma Xiao Jian turned his head sideways and muttered under his breath: "That outfit is completely wasted on you."

  "What did you say?" The woman's ears perked up like a mother hen.

  "Sorry, how much should I pay?" Yu Tie Nan didn't like drawing attention to himself, so he wanted to settle the matter with money quickly.

  "Compensate? Can you afford it?"

  Women are no longer eager to get compensation from others, but rather have a tendency to be perfunctory and drag things out.

  Fang Fang?

  A familiar voice rang out.

  Yang Zongbao cursed under his breath, damn it, how did he run into this unlucky guy - Feng Yuxiang again. Behind him followed Zhou Yi and several people Yang Zongbao didn't recognize, dressed like small-time hooligans.

  "Brother Feng." The woman saw Feng Yuxiang and immediately went up to grab his arm: "These people are blind, they spilled wine on me, and they're also foul-mouthed."

  "Is that so?" Feng Yuxiang listened to the woman's provocation and looked at Ma Xiaojuan and others again. Yang Zongbao hid in the shadow of Ma Xiaojuan, so he was not seen by Feng Yuxiang and others.

  "Sorry, we're willing to compensate." Yu Tie Nan said first, holding down Zhang Lan Feng who was about to erupt.

  Feng Yuxiang saw that the other side had a tendency to yield and wasn't stupid, so he asked the woman: "Fang Fang, name a price."

  Nor did she know if it was because someone had arrived, the woman shook her belly and thought for a moment: "Let's make a lucky guess, compensate 8,000 yuan and that's it."

  "What's wrong with your mother, why don't you go rob?" Zhang Lanfeng was already resentful today and encountered a fire, so he impulsively stood up, looking like he was about to start a fight.

  Yang Zongbao quietly picked up the beer bottle from the table, ready at all times. When friends are in trouble, how can one shrink back?

  "What did you say?" Feng Yuxiang took a step forward with a gloomy face.

  Yang Zongbao reluctantly walked out of the shadows.

  "Yang Zongbao, what are you doing here?" Feng Yuxiang was shocked, but quickly regained his composure.

  "Just accompanied a classmate to have some fun, didn't expect a misunderstanding. This piece of clothing isn't worth much money anyway, compensating for the laundry fee is enough. Let's forgive and forget, what's the point?"

  "How can this be?" The woman's tone was like a burst of thunder: "Feng Ge, isn't this not giving you face? You've already spoken up, and these people still don't have the decency to show respect. Are you just going to tolerate this?" A barrage of provocative words shot out of the woman's mouth, making Yang Zongbao and his companions want to slap him in the ear.

  "I guess I'll just forget it." Zhou Yi saw Yang Zongbao obviously stunned for a moment, then came up with a sullen face to persuade him to make peace.

  Feng Yuxiang stared at Zhou Yi with a fierce gaze, still undecided on what to do.

  "Want to watch the scene? Gang fight? This is not good, you are still a student, if the school finds out, it's expulsion. Yang Zongbao was clearer about Feng Yuxiang's student identity than anyone else present. Yang Zongbao knew that once he said this, he would thoroughly offend Feng Yuxiang, but for now, he couldn't let his dormitory suffer. After all, when he was sick, these three people had brought him food, it was a way to repay their kindness."

  “……”

  Feng Yuxiang looked at Yang Zongbao with a complex expression. On the surface, he was his own teacher and had such a relationship, so he couldn't treat him like other students. But Feng Yuxiang wasn't an idiot either. He knew when to swallow his pride, but since it was Yang Zongbao, it was particularly painful.

  "Fang Fang has an acquaintance there, so let's just forget it." Feng Yuxiang still made a choice.

  "The...". The woman thought for a moment before speaking: "Alright, considering it's Brother Feng's face, we'll let this matter slide. But an apology is still in order."

  "Sorry." Yang Zongbao saw that Zhang Lanfeng was still unhappy, knowing he wouldn't apologize, so he took the initiative to show some magnanimity and apologized first.

  "It's not you, he needs to apologize." As expected, the woman was pointing at Zhang Lanfeng.

  "Apologize? Are you kidding me?" Zhang Lanfeng said irritably.

  "Feng Ge, you see it's not that I'm not giving in, it's just the other party doesn't give you face." Women sometimes have a natural talent for sowing discord, but they can't see through to the essence of things.