Counterattack 1988

Chapter 1420 The wise man does not fall in love

Liu Mei was very good at mobilizing the atmosphere. Sometimes she persuaded Wang Lin to drink, and sometimes she dragged Wang Lin to dance. Even if Wang Lin said she couldn't dance, she would say that you just need to stand, and she would dance around Wang Lin.

Bai Lan and the others are models, so they are naturally good at singing and dancing.

Today is Bai Lan's birthday, she is happy, and she has no scruples about drinking.

Wang Lin is actually not very old, but he always feels that he is old-fashioned and can't play with these young people.

However, driven by Liu Mei and others, Wang Lin was also infected by this drunken atmosphere.

The entertainment place is suitable for occasional relaxation, you don't have to think about anything, you can completely empty your mind.

Wang Lin was just too preoccupied. He was either thinking about the company or the women around him every day. Now there was one more thing: the children.

Because he was busy with Deng Lijun's business, he didn't visit Zhou Porridge and Zhou Xiaomi after a while, and was reminded several times by Zhou Porridge both in the open and in the dark.

There are more women and children, which bother him more than work.

In the past, Wang Lin found excuses to work overtime and go to the factory to date women outside.

Now he really would rather be in the company, or go to the factory area, and steal half a day of leisure.

This night, at the Yumei Song and Dance Hall, Wang Lin completely relaxed his mind and body, drank and danced, and finally sang a song, a very imposing song: "We workers have strength!"

Why sing this song?
Wang Lin didn't know either, he just wanted to sing.

In the past, in the factory, whether it was in the workshop, or held any competitions or activities, this song would be organized and sung. This song seemed to be engraved into his DNA.

Not to mention, this song is very refreshing, the more you sing, the more energetic you become.

In the 90s, there were still many people who sang this song in KTV, and it didn’t seem unusual. Many factories and schools would sing this song when they held gala parties!
While Wang Lin sang, the others applauded.

No matter how well Wang Lin sang, as long as he roared out, no one would dare to say anything bad.

Singing is a great way to vent your emotions!

After Wang Lin roared a song, he felt his body became lighter.

Liu Mei took the opportunity to persuade Wang Lin to drink again.

This time, she directly fed the cup to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin was not too polite, just took her hand and drank a glass of wine.

Before I knew it, it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

Wang Lin got a little drunk and got up to go to the bathroom.

Liu Mei got up, and thoughtfully supported Wang Lin to go out.

Wang Lin walked a few steps crookedly, and waved to Tan Yiyi.

Tan Yiyi understood, stood up with a smile, took Wang Lin, and said to Liu Mei: "Sister Liu, leave it to me!"

Seeing this, Liu Mei could only smile and said, "The bathroom is right next to it, just turn a corner."

"Okay." Tan Yiyi also drank a lot of wine, her face was flushed.

She supported Wang Lin to go outside, and said, "Wang Lin, you're drunk!"

The music inside was too loud, and Wang Lin couldn't hear clearly, so he asked loudly, "What did you say?"

Tan Yiyi helped him out, and the outside was instantly clear.

"Mr. Wang, you're drunk!" Tan Yiyi laughed, "Why don't you let her help you?"

Wang Lin chuckled: "I don't know her well! How can I let her help me into the bathroom?"

"Oh, so you're not drunk yet!" Tan Yiyi chuckled, "I can't go into the men's bathroom either!"

"Just wait for me outside. If I fall, call someone to help me."

Tan Yiyi said: "You really fell, I don't care if it's the men's room or not, I will rush in and help you up."

"..."

Wang Lin released his hands and came out, and saw Tan Yi leaning on the door frame outside the sink, smoking.

"Do you smoke?" Wang Lin asked.

Tan Yiyi smiled slightly: "Are you surprised?"

Wang Lin waved his hand: "I rarely see women smoking, but this is your freedom, and I smoke too."

Tan Yiyi said: "I don't usually smoke, I only smoke when I'm in a bad mood."

"I'm in a bad mood? What happened? Tell me?" Wang Lin also took out his cigarette, "Why do you feel bad when you come to Shanghai?"

Tan Yiyi helped him light the fire, and said: "It has nothing to do with Shencheng. I came to Shencheng because I was in a bad mood. I thought about changing the environment, changing the city, maybe I will feel better."

Wang Lin slowly exhaled a smoke ring: "I guess? Broken love?"

Tan Yiyi smiled and said, "Why do you say that?"

Wang Lindao: "For a woman like you, apart from being broken in love, I can't think of anything else that can upset you."

Tan Yiyi said: "Then you guessed wrong. A wise man does not fall in love. Although I am not a wise man, I will not be trapped by love."

Wang Lin laughed and said, "How old are you? You only studied Zen theory? Also, wise men don't fall in love. Your understanding of this sentence is wrong."

Tan Yiyi became interested: "I would like to hear the details."

Wang Lindao: "A wise man does not fall in love. It comes from Bob Dylan. It means that love that is too sensible is not love. The original text is: A wise man does not fall in love, but a fool is trapped by his feelings."

He flicked the cigarette ash and said: "The translation is: the wise do not fall in love, and the foolish are trapped by love."

Tan Yiyi said: "Isn't it the same reason?"

Wang Lindao: "I prefer another saying: a wise man does not fall in love, a fool is willing to fall, and it is difficult to be a wise man when meeting you, and he is willing to become a fool. It does not mean that a wise man really does not fall in love, but that a wise man has extraordinary thinking ability And the ability to distinguish, before meeting someone who is really attractive, I would rather love myself than to step into love at will. When the love is not there, there is no need to change the status quo. When you fall in love, your thoughts will naturally change. "

Tan Yiyi was startled: "Mr. Wang, you are a real wise man."

Wang Lindao: "Me? I'm already deeply in love, a stupid and stupid person!"

Tan Yiyi asked in surprise, "How do you say?"

Wang Lin was startled, sober up for a while, knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, and said, "I'm already married and have children, so I don't deserve to talk about whether I love you or not."

Tan Yiyi giggled and said, "What year is it! Who cares if you've ever been married? Don't married people have the right to love someone?"

Wang Lin said: "From a moral point of view, married people should have a sense of family responsibility and be loyal to their partners. Of course, it's okay to just admire others in your heart. It starts with love and ends with courtesy."

Tan Yiyi flicked her hair, and said with a smile: "I never expected that Mr. Wang's thinking is so old-fashioned! You are so rich, don't you have other temptations outside?"

Wang Lindao: "Don't talk about my affairs——what are you troubled by?"

Tan Yiyi said: "If I say that I am troubled by the uneven distribution of family property, do you think my structure is too small?"

Wang Lindao: "How much property do you have?"

Tan Yiyi said: "Not much, just a few million!"

Wang Lindao: "Well, in my opinion, then you don't have to fight. If you have such a mind, you might as well put it into work, and you will earn a few million."

Tan Yiyi stubbed out the cigarette butt on the trash can next to her, and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, this is the most inspirational thing I've ever heard. Then do I take it seriously?"

Wang Lindao: "Haha, follow me, it's only a few million, you will have some in the future!"

Tan Yiyi said: "Actually, what I care about is not the money. I just think that I am a daughter, why can't I divide the family property? What I care about is this. Mr. Wang, tell me, if you have a daughter, Will you divide the property for her?"

Wang Lindao: "Divide! Must divide! I will leave enough money for her."

Tan Yiyi said: "Look, this is the awakening of the new era! I was born in the wrong birth."

Wang Lindao: "Don't think about it, it's better to have a father and a mother than to have it yourself."

Tan Yiyi said, "Yes."

Liu Mei came over and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, you haven't come back for so long, I'll come and have a look. Come in quickly, Bai Lan is singing!"

Wang Lin looked at the time and said, "It's getting late, I think it's almost there."

Liu Mei said: "The evening show is only until twelve o'clock, and it's only half an hour. Why don't we leave after they finish singing?"

Wang Lin said: "It's fine, there is a beginning and an end."

After playing until midnight, Wang Lin and the others dispersed.

Bai Lan ran to the front desk to pay the bill, but was politely told by the cashier: "Miss, hello, your bill has been settled."

"It's over? We are three big bags on the second floor, 206, 207, and 208."

"Yes, it's over."

Bai Lan turned to Wang Lin and said, "Mr. Wang, your words don't count. You said that this time, I'm the only one to settle the matter."

Wang Lin shrugged innocently: "Bai Lan, I really don't have a deal this time."

Liu Mei laughed beside her and said, "Mr. Wang is willing to give you face to spend in our small shop. How much face is this? How could we possibly accept Mr. Wang's money? This order is for me."

Wang Lin spread his hands: "Bai Lan, did you hear that? I really didn't make the knot. Okay, let's break up! Bai Lan, thank you for today!"

Bai Lan said with a smile: "I celebrated my birthday, but I didn't get a single penny! Eat and drink for nothing and play for nothing. Are you still thanking me? I should thank you."

Wang Lin shook his hand.

Liu Mei sent him out, enthusiastically sent him to the car, and said that she would come to play again when she was free.

Wang Lin sent Tan Yiyi back to the hotel first, and then rushed back.

He suddenly thought of something and said, "Uncle Zhong, go to the porridge restaurant."

"Okay, Mr. Wang." Uncle Zhong agreed.

When we arrived at the porridge restaurant, Uncle Zhong asked, "Mr. Wang, I'll wait for you in the car."

Wang Lin looked at the time and guessed that he would not be going home tonight, so he said, "Uncle Zhong, you should go back first, I'm staying here."

Uncle Zhong just left.

Everyone in the porridge restaurant has fallen asleep, and the whole house is pitch black.

But when Wang Lin got off the car, he saw the lights on the second floor turned on.

When Zhou Porridge heard the sound of the car downstairs, he knew it was him.

She leaned on the window and shouted softly: "Wang Lin!"

"It's me!" Wang Lin waved his hand.

"Wait a minute, I'll open the door for you."

After a while, the door of the villa opened, and Zhou Porridge flew into Wang Lin's arms.

"Why are you so drunk?" Zhou Congee shrugged his nose, "How much wine have you drunk?"

"Not much, just over a catty!" Wang Lin chuckled, and arched her face.

"Go upstairs and wash up!" Zhou Congee pushed him, "I'll close the door. You drink so much, will you go home at night?"

"No, sleep here." Wang Lin entered the room, took off his shoes, opened the shoe cabinet, reached for the slippers, but found nothing.

"Where are my slippers?" Wang Lin looked inside the shoe cabinet and asked Zhou Congee.

"It's been washed and it's hanging outside! I didn't expect you to come over tonight, so I'll get it for you."

"Forget it, I'll just wear your old pair."

"My shoes are small, you can't fit them in! Be good, wait a minute."

The weather was hot, Zhou Porridge was only wearing a short silk pajamas, and his slender and white legs were dangling in front of Wang Lin's eyes.

Wang Lin entered the living room and lay down on the sofa.

Zhou Congee took her slippers and put them at his feet, seeing that he was motionless, he smiled and said, "Asleep?"

She knelt down and helped him put on his slippers.

From Wang Lin's perspective, Zhou Porridge is so beautiful!

Wang Lin was entangled by a group of beauties all night today, and he has long been distracted.

It's just that those women are not his type, and he doesn't know how to stretch his chopsticks.

At this moment, his own woman is in front of him, how can he wait?
He picked up Zhou Porridge.

Zhou Porridge yelled, "Wang Lin, what are you doing?"

From Wang Lin's mouth, he mumbled a word: "Do it!"

(End of this chapter)