The night was like water, Lin Fan pushed open the door full of alcohol, and let Yu Minhong's braggadocio be drunk by himself. Not only that, Wang Zhongjun and Ma Yun were also dizzy from drinking, just kidding, in his previous life, Lin Fan was not less alone in holding the wine bottle to feel sorry for himself, and the only result of using wine to drown his sorrows was a large amount of alcohol.

"Son, why do you drink so much wine?" Qin Mei helped Lin Fan onto the sofa, "Dad, get a cool towel here." ”

"Mom, it's okay, I'm not drunk, it was Mr. Wang's secretary who sent it back to me, in fact, I'm still very sober. ”

Qin Mei obviously didn't listen to Lin Fan's explanation, and nagged to herself: It's still so young, how bad it is for your body to drink so much wine. The movements of his hands were not slow at all, wiping Lin Fan's sweat and helping to undress.

In fact, getting drunk is a great experience for Lin Fan, his head seems to be drunk but not drunk, which is no better for Lin Fan than the moment when he ascends to the immortal. But there are too few people who can drink together, and even fewer people who can get drunk together, today is indeed happy, and there are so many characters in the future, so that he has a subconscious that he will be so good in the future.

"Mom, do you know? Ali's Ma Yun Ma, this is a remarkable figure, he failed the college entrance examination twice, but after being admitted to university, he became the top five good students in the foreign language department, and he was still the president of the student union, and he started his own business after a few years as a teacher, and an English teacher who had only heard of the Internet name could get an investment of 25 million US dollars, and he could fool Cai Chongxin, the president of a listed company, to give up his good annual salary and job to follow him to start a business, but today, he was drunk by your son. ”

"You're drunk and talk so much, do you want your mother to help you into the house to rest?"

"No, I don't rest, you don't know that there is also Yu Minhong from New Oriental, who was also put down by me, and was carried away from under the desk by the secretary when he left. ”

Qin Mei said helplessly. "Okay, you're so good, and you're drinking another person. ”

Lin Fan suddenly became serious, "Mom, don't underestimate Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu failed the college entrance examination three times, but became a top student of Peking University; he was swept out of the house by Peking University, and became a leading figure in the training industry of the whole country; he used to brush advertisements on the streets and alleys, and now he is the CEO of a listed company with a net worth of hundreds of millions; he couldn't afford to pay the tuition fees and had no chance to go abroad, and he has never even gone abroad until now, but his students are all over the United States......"

It's just that Lin Fan rushed to the bathroom and began to vomit before he finished speaking, his mind was clear, but his body couldn't bear it anymore. Lin Fan didn't know why he said this, maybe he was subconsciously showing off like his parents?

When Lin Fan woke up again, it was already the next morning, there were many missed calls on the mobile phone, Ma Yun and the others had already returned, after all, everyone had a big mess under their hands, and after replying one by one, Lin Fan came out of the house.

"Wake up, there's ginger soup in the pot. ”

Lin Fan smiled when he heard this, from this sentence, it can be seen that Lin Fan's family has changed, in the past, Lin Liang also had a time when he was drunk in the countryside, but where would he boil ginger soup to sober up?

On the table is boiled porridge that is rotten and white, and there are a few side dishes, which looks like it is appetizing.

"Son, drink less wine in the future, and don't work so hard. ”

"Okay, I got it. Lin Fan naturally knew that this was the old man's concern, and he was not a little impatient.

Qin Mei was dissatisfied with Lin Fan's disapproving attitude, "I don't know if you pulled me to tell me last night, but I know that you got up in the middle of the night last night and threw up three times." You can't make enough money, so you can push yourself so hard?"

Lin Fan habitually snorted, "Mom, you don't understand, I'm all a normal social." ”

"You're going to lie to me? Do you want to do it again the last time everyone shouted at you? Let me and your dad watch you not easy but powerless?"

"Mom! Last time, I set up the game, and I deliberately showed weakness to the enemy!"

"Then can you guarantee that you will succeed every time?" Speaking of this, Qin Mei's tone also softened, "Son, you have made enough money, and your father and I have no other ideas, you hurry up to find a daughter-in-law, marry a wife and have children, why do you do so many dangerous things?"

Doing business is also a dangerous thing? Lin Fan was almost angry and laughed! He didn't expect that one day he would have such a big generation gap with his mother, and his original intention of working hard outside was to give his parents a good life and make up for the regrets of his previous life! And Qin Mei's words were simply the biggest denial of his intentions!

"And what's so good about you being busy all day? You're still a student, and you don't go to school all day and run out of society? Are you still like a student?"

Lin Fan has no appetite now, and the fact that the dean of Guanghua College of Peking University personally invited him to join the Huaxia Club is the greatest affirmation of his skipping class! Fan Gang, a leading economist in China, did not say that there was anything wrong with skipping class.

"I'm full, so I'll go to the company to deal with things first. ”

"No more food, what's the use of just drinking a bowl of porridge, and then eating a salted duck egg. Lin Liang persuaded warmly on the side.

Lin Fan tried to squeeze out a smile, "Dad, no need, besides, I am estimated to be busy these days, and I may not come back." ”

The door slammed shut, and Lin Liang looked at Qin Mei with some complaint, "What are you talking about, what are you talking about? My son is resting when he comes back from being busy outside all day, but it's good that you are angry again." ”

"I can't say my son yet? He was born to me, and now that he has grown up, he can't even listen to me?" It's just that although Qin Mei said this, there was also a trace of self-blame on her face, but she said stubbornly, "Besides, aren't you worried about your son? What he is doing now is so vain, last time he had an accident, I remember that you couldn't sleep all the time." ”

Lin Liang sighed and didn't speak, he had been honest all his life, and he didn't talk much at home, but he knew that he should comfort his wife now.......

Lin Fan got into the car and went straight to the company, his face was depressed and angry, he couldn't imagine that the parents who opposed his career were the ones who loved him the most. But he didn't think he had done anything wrong, he provided a good life for his parents, and he would go back to live for a few days every week to accompany the second elder, he took care of both mental and material things, what else did he have to do?

December 25 is his birthday again, Lin Fan hates birthdays and festivals the most, and the shadow of the past holidays is still there. At that time, in order to save money, the house was pressed with energy-saving lamps of several watts. Especially during the Spring Festival, in the dim house, he held a bowl of dumplings, and his parents held the bowl outside to watch others set off fireworks, because the family was poor and naturally would not buy consumables such as firecrackers. After 8 o'clock, parents would go to bed early due to fatigue and age.

The family watched the Spring Festival Gala? The atmosphere was warm? Candy melon seeds? This is not at all the same as the festival he imagined, thinking of the festival should be festive, beautiful, and bright, but all he feels is cold, dark, and cold. So the more festivals Lin Fan is, the more lonely he is.

Thinking of this, he pinched the bridge of his nose, birthday, that's it, I'm too tired.......