Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 1623 - 886: Son of a Bitch (Part 2)

Yao Haikuo used to get drunk to secure projects from Director Li, and now Boss Zhao is doing the same.

Perhaps one day, alcohol culture will disappear, but obedience testing is almost impossible to eradicate.

"As for your future work, I’ll make arrangements," Boss Zhao said.

Zhang Chi immediately agreed, "Don’t worry, brother. I’m not boasting, but I can definitely hold my liquor!"

Boss Zhao was very pleased upon hearing this, and he patted Zhang Chi’s shoulder, "I’ll go chat with them. You stay outside and keep watch."

As he spoke, he took out a small bundle of cash and handed it to Zhang Chi, smiling, "You’ve got a bright future, kid."

After Boss Zhao left, Zhang Chi counted the cash and found there were six hundred yuan.

He knew he’d encountered a benefactor!

...

With nothing better to do, Zhang Chi wandered to the warm strawberry greenhouse.

As expected, he saw Dongdong working hard, wearing a fawning smile as he provided baskets for customers, taught them to pick strawberries, helped carry strawberries to the weighing station, and when he saw children, he even offered hot milk. His service was truly excellent!

Yang Fei mentioned recently that thanks to Dongdong’s reliable help, customer satisfaction rates have increased significantly, spreading by word of mouth. He made a point to give Dongdong 200 yuan, but Jiang Ning exploited 198 yuan of it.

Zhang Chi watched Dongdong weaving through the crowd, working diligently with sweat on his brow, and at that moment, he couldn’t help but think of his own bleak life.

A gambling father, a runaway mother, a rebellious grandfather, and a grandmother constantly being deceived...

He had no choice but to carry on, working at construction sites, distributing flyers, starting businesses, doing city errands, working as a security guard—the harshness of life had nearly let him experience it all!

The more fate was harsh on him, the more he resisted!

Now, as dawn was breaking, he met the benefactor of his life—Boss Zhao.

For a moment, Zhang Chi felt deeply moved, and he thought this child might have a life as miserable as his own.

Thinking this, Zhang Chi walked up to Dongdong, patted his shoulder, and shouted, "Whatever is lacking in fate, fight fiercely to reclaim it. The stormy sea eagle welcomes the darkness before dawn!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Chi passed on his resolve and turned to leave.

He thought to himself, ’Will the child remember years from now that someone gave him a ray of light in his darkest times?’

After empowering someone else, Zhang Chi was brimming with energy, and he strode toward rural tourism to face the next feast of his life head-on!

Dongdong was utterly baffled, ’Who the hell are you?’

Why fight for what’s lacking in fate, when Jiang Ning can smash dozens of bricks with one hand? He doesn’t want to be smashed!

...

After finishing his tea, Jiang Ning returned to the kitchen enveloped in smoke. As soon as he entered, the smoke, as if meeting a king, dispersed on its own, fleeing the room.

Yao Yiyao told the two girls about Jiang Ning earning four thousand yuan earlier.

Xue Chuchu almost thought she heard wrong—it was four thousand yuan, not four yuan. A few years ago, her mother couldn’t earn that much even after working two shifts at a factory for 28 days.

Jiang Ning took out his phone to show, and indeed it was four thousand yuan, along with a message later sent by Director Li: "Young man, roads are far and mountains high, don’t fall into my hands someday!"

Jiang Ning replied with a fierce photo of Xiao Ben baring his teeth, and then Director Li went silent, probably deleting Jiang Ning.

Xue Yuantong was Jiang Ning’s staunch supporter. She believed unconditionally and even made excuses for Jiang Ning, "What’s up with that guy? He was clearly trying to scam Jiang Ning first, Jiang Ning was just acting in self-defense."

Jiang Ning patted Tongtong’s hair and he skillfully made her body feel comfortably numb, her little face pure enjoyment.

"Mm, you eat fried fish." She pointed to the plate of freshly fried fish.

After guide fish quickly met its end, Tongtong put it in the hot oil, creating a signature dish, deep-fried fish.

Jiang Ning pinched a piece to taste, the fish was crispy on the outside and tender inside, even the fish bones were crispy and could be bitten directly—it was unexpectedly delicious.

"Really good," Jiang Ning expressed mild surprise.

Xue Yuantong crossed her arms proudly, "Humph, with me here, you’ll live in comfort."

As she spoke, she picked up another piece of fried fish for Jiang Ning.

Yao Yiyao stood by eagerly waiting, like a coin-operated kiddie ride that hadn’t started yet, questioning inside, ’Shouldn’t I, the guest, be the first to eat?’

...

Rural tourism.

Han Ju had cherished vegetarian food all his life, so Director Li catered to his preferences with a table of vegetarian dishes.

Steamed tofu, mushroom bamboo shoots, coconut boat, sweet and sour eggplant, poached okra, salt and pepper edamame... The taste was good, but bland as hell.

Zhang Chi really couldn’t get used to it!

Director Li, his face shiny with oil, grinned and said, "Han Ju, the specialty mushroom soup from their place hasn’t arrived yet. Just wait to taste that deliciousness!"

"Let’s have a drink first!" he suggested.

Boss Zhao understood immediately, took out the prepared Maotai, poured for several people, and gestured to Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi lifted the glass with both hands, holding it very low; "Director Li, come on!"

Director Li glanced at him indifferently and said, "Xiao Zhao, who is this?"

Boss Zhao promptly said, "He’s my nephew, very promising, helping me now, never loses in drinking competitions!"

"Oh." Director Li lowered his eyelids, "You drink it up!"

Zhang Chi was ignored, but thinking of his six hundred yuan and future prospects, he took a sudden gulp, draining the glass of baijiu.

Boss Zhao gave Zhang Chi an approving look.

Only then did Director Li raise his eyelids, saying, "Not bad, young man, sigh! You see people of the same age, but they’re different!"

He thought of the young man who just swindled him out of four thousand yuan; Director Li hadn’t suffered such a big loss in years.

Director Li suppressed his displeasure, scooped up a bite of food, and said, "Haha, not bad, at your age, you’re qualified to be at the table."

Back in the day when he first entered the workplace, he really disliked those drinking rituals, but after constantly drinking and drinking, he became a leader, and now he quite enjoys them.

Dislike was just because once he was the weaker side; when he became strong, would he still oppose and resist?

Boss Zhao flattered, "Xiao Zhang is very good, he will certainly become a great figure in the future."

Being praised by two successful people, Zhang Chi couldn’t help but feel over the moon for a moment.

Director Li looked at Boss Zhao, and Boss Zhao immediately refilled Zhang Chi’s glass.

Director Li drank another sip, stared at Zhang Chi, saying, "Take it easy!"

Boss Zhao nudged Zhang Chi from under the table, so Zhang Chi had no choice but to lift the glass and drink it down with gritted teeth.

Director Li’s oily face showed a teasing expression, "Not bad, not bad!"

But Han Ju, seated at the head of the table, silently watched this scene, as if watching a monkey show.

It had already been two glasses, and Boss Zhao knew he couldn’t rush it, so he directed, "Xiao Zhang, go outside and ask if the mushroom soup is ready."

Zhang Chi obediently got up and walked to the kitchen outside the private room to inquire.

He had drunk two glasses, though they were small cups, but his stomach felt incredibly uncomfortable. When he arrived at the kitchen and saw a plate of braised beef, he asked, "Boss, can I take a piece to taste?"

Yang Fei was checking the situation in the kitchen, and seeing this, uncharacteristically not like a businessman, he jovially said, "If you want to eat, go ahead and take it, it’s a gift for you."

Overjoyed upon hearing this, Zhang Chi’s greedy eyes lit up, getting a plate of braised beef for free.

He was so pleased that even his stomach didn’t feel distressed, carrying the plate back into the private room with glee, as if showing off, he put the plate down, "Brother Zhao, Director Li, the boss gave me a plate of braised beef, try it!"

After those words, Han Ju covered his mouth, eyebrows tightly knitted.

Boss Zhao’s heart skipped a beat, he forgot to mention Han Ju only eats vegetarian.

As for Director Li, his attention had been on Han Ju, and hearing Zhang Chi’s words along with Han Ju’s reaction, his expression suddenly went cold, and a surge of anger rose.

The next moment, Director Li picked up the plate and suddenly flung it, "Splash," the entire plate of braised beef was poured onto Zhang Chi’s face.

Zhang Chi was caught off guard, drenched in sauce, looking utterly miserable.

Director Li shouted angrily, "You rascal! Did I tell you to bring it?"