Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 601

Chapter 601: Chapter 601

Gao Yunshan’s lecture truly shocked Duan Lin’er.

She stared at Gao Yunshan earnestly and after quite a while, she nodded with utmost admiration and said, "I have to admit, you are really awesome. Even now, you can still wholeheartedly make sacrifices. Tsk tsk, that’s a level of awesome that ordinary people can’t match."

"Some things are hard to explain. I feel that my intuition is more important than anything else," Gao Yunshan said seriously, "In this matter, we have nothing to blame Fanzi for; he had already made everything clear to me before."

"Alright, alright, I get it, you’re awesome, that’s enough," Duan Lin’er completely gave in and also gave up on continuing this topic with Gao Yunshan. Since he already understood so clearly, what was the point in her playing the villain?

"However, our great Sister Gao, if you’re faced with such a situation, I think you might need to use every trick up your sleeve and think of more strategies. Otherwise, you might just become a victim of a three-minute craze."

"Your sweetheart is no stranger to pleasure; right now, he is directly lying in a field of flowers. You better think clearly about how to come out on top in this grand battle for favor. Just look at Mr. Fan’s little granddaughter; even I find her irresistibly adorable. A quietly elegant and classically beautiful young lady, even her tiny chin is soul-enticing."

"I’m not bad either, and I’m very generous with many things willing to try," Gao Yunshan said confidently, "As a woman, I think I’ve reached a point where I can be considered quite captivating."

Although the three women in the room didn’t have any overt interaction, behind the scenes, there were all sorts of undercurrents.

After a brief gossip with Fan Sisi, Yang Fan was pulled over by Old Fan to drink.

The three men were clinking glasses, and in no time, their voices got louder and their conversation started to get more and more ludicrous.

And the three women, somewhat reluctantly, got together and started probing each other.

Old Fan was a lover of alcohol; if he didn’t have half a kilo to a kilo in a day, he’d feel out of sorts. Old Zhou was also a regular in the drinking scene, but Yang Fan was somewhat lacking in his understanding of alcohol.

After drinking roughly half a kilo, his vision began to blur.

He instinctively summoned his Inner Qi to dispel the drunkenness in his body.

Unexpectedly, it worked extremely well; his mind, which had been groggy, suddenly cleared up quite a bit.

Though he sobered up, Yang Fan still pretended to be nearly drunk and started to act obstinately.

These two guys seemed to be targeting him.

If he kept drinking like this, he would definitely end up lying here.

The drinking lasted till late into the night, and even Yang Fan, who kept acting stubborn, was nearly done for again.

This time, he didn’t even have a chance to use his Inner Qi to dispel the drunkenness.

By the time he felt too far gone, he had completely lost consciousness.

Seeing Yang Fan fall, Old Fan and Old Zhou also ended the drinking contest.

"Xiao Zhou, you’ve really gone all out today, this drink was very satisfying," Old Fan said, turning his head and letting out a long burp, smiling at Old Zhou, "We did drink a bit too much today. You keep the food bill, but I, this old man, will take care of the drinks."

"I was planning to take a dig at that kid Yang Fan, but since you’re treating, it would be disrespectful for me, an old fellow, to do so. Don’t try to argue with me about it."

With a ruddy complexion, Old Zhou clutched Old Fan, slurred his words, and said, "Old Fan, what do you mean by that? Are you looking down on Xiao Zhou? You’re the master of Fanzi, and I’m his brother from another mother, ah, brother of a different surname."

"Not to mention the distant past, but you helped us solve such a big problem. By rights, I should be the one treating you to dinner, and not just dinner—I have gifts for you too... Lin’er, Lin’er, where are the gifts I prepared? Hurry, hurry, hurry."

Duan Linlin supported Old Zhou, who was also somewhat unclear-headed, and apologetically said to Mr. Fan, "Mr. Fan, please don’t take him seriously. He talks nonsense when he’s drunk. There’s truly no reason for you to have to pay anything today, this isn’t the way to handle this."

As she spoke, she took out two envelopes from her bag and handed them to Mr. Fan, "These are our thank-you gifts for you two. Since Fanzi is drunk, please accept them on his behalf."

"Take them away!" Mr. Fan glanced briefly, then swiped his hand sharply, "If you want to give thank-you gifts, go tell Yang Fan when he wakes up. This matter has nothing to do with me. Granddaughter, let’s go."

Fan Sisi quickly supported Yang Fan and followed Mr. Fan as he left.

Duan Linlin stood there holding the envelopes and asked, "Old Zhou, what do we do now?"

But when she turned around, she found that Old Zhou’s eyes were tightly shut, and his head was nodding down slowly.

Seeing this, Gao Yunshan said, "Just keep them for now. We’ll talk about it when Old Zhou wakes up from his drunken stupor tomorrow. With everyone in this sorry state, how can any proper business be conducted? Let’s just leave it at that."

Duan Linlin, having no other choice, stashed away the two bulging envelopes.

Fan Sisi walked the thoroughly drunk Yang Fan and Mr. Fan down to the ground floor. After the car was securely parked, Mr. Fan said, "Sisi, I’ve helped you as much as I can. You shouldn’t go home tonight, go to the shop or somewhere else, wherever you like."

"And don’t bother to drop me off. I’m perfectly fine and can get home by myself."

Fan Sisi’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she exclaimed in annoyance, "Grandpa, what are you talking about!"

"What am I talking about? I didn’t say anything. But this young man has talent, his future should be promising, at the very least he can reach where I have. Whether you want to seize the opportunity or tie him down, it’s up to you. I’m leaving." Mr. Fan winked at Fan Sisi and walked away steadily towards the apartment complex’s gate, showing no sign of intoxication.

Fan Sisi watched her grandfather enter the complex, then turned her gaze back to Yang Fan, who was sound asleep in the back seat. A tender look appeared in her eyes, her lips pouting slightly, with a hint of annoyed affection, she said, "Did you hear that? My grandpa is speaking well of you, deliberately creating opportunities..."

These events, these words, of course, Yang Fan couldn’t know, as he was sleeping peacefully at the time.

When his consciousness returned to his body, it was already noon the next day.

And he was lying on Zhu Shanshan’s big bed, with no one beside him.

Yang Fan patted his head and sat up from the bed.

Damn it, he seemed to have blacked out again.

He distinctly remembered using his Inner Qi to force out the alcohol effects—how could he have blacked out again?

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t recall what happened after that.

Fan Sisi walked in, "Has our valiant warrior awoken? Would you like a drink of water, or perhaps something else?"

As she spoke, she pinched her prominently rising breasts.

Yang Fan was taken aback, then smiled wryly and waved his hand, "Just bring me some warm water, please. I’m feeling really awful."