Deng Siqing said with a smile, "Director Ma, you're being too kind. Just call me Xiao Deng."
Ma Youfu said, "Hey! Everyone at the station calls you that. Even Old Zhang, the security guard, calls you Sister Deng. I can't be an exception, right? Hahahaha!"
As soon as the chief director arrived, everyone immediately became more reserved.
After pouring the drinks, Ma Youfu said, "Da Fei, Director Sun really pushed for you. He didn't even recommend his own confidante, Cheng Huanhuan, for the Spring Festival Gala. Instead, he went all out to recommend you. You wouldn't happen to be his relative, would you?"
Lin Chudong laughed, "Director Sun is my elder brother, and you're also my elder brother. I'll drink a toast to both of you!"
Lin Chudong was about to clink glasses when Ma Youfu suddenly stopped him.
"No, there have to be rules for drinking. Everyone here is from all over the place. I'm the host today, so it's okay to drink according to my rules, right?"
Qiu Chengdong, who was next to them, twitched his mouth and quickly took out his phone to explain to his wife, telling her to come and pick him up later!
Lin Chudong said, "Alright, I'll follow Director Ma's lead."
Ma Youfu said, "That's right. I'm from Jinan. According to our customs, you're the guest of honor, and I'm the host. I have to toast everyone first..."
Ma Youfu began explaining the drinking culture, leaving Lin Chudong utterly confused.
Lin Chudong finally said, "I'll drink as long as someone offers me a drink. I won't refuse!"
Ma Youfu slapped the table, "Haha! Good kid, you have potential! That's the spirit! Come on, let's get started!"
Cheng Huanhuan sent a WeChat message to Deng Siqing.
"What's happening?"
"The chief director is here. They're drinking."
"Oh my god, a big drunkard leading a few little drunkards. Can your Da Fei handle it? Do you need me to go?"
"No, you work overtime. Don't come back tonight."
"Tsk tsk, you're going to do what to Da Fei? Be careful, there's an adult shop downstairs."
"Go to hell!"
"Don't you manage Da Fei when he drinks so much?" "What's there to manage? Men need to socialize, it's normal." "Tsk tsk..." ... After a few rounds of drinks, Qiu Chengdong was already flushed, and Xu Feng had long since passed out on the table.
At the table, Lin Chudong picked up a bottle of liquor and poured three glasses.
"Director Ma, I'm toasting you. One for sentiment, two for meaning, and three for true brotherhood."
"As the saying goes, a thousand cups with a bosom friend, three or two cups are not enough!"
Ma Youfu was stunned and also a little tipsy, he said.
"Wait, you should toast your benefactor, Director Sun, first!" Sun Xuan quickly waved his hand, "No, no, no, with the head honcho here, how can you toast me first, toast Director Ma first!" Lin Chudong said, "Don't argue, both of you, I'll toast you both together."
"The Yellow River's water flows in waves, drink from the left, drink from the right."
"As juniors, I'll drink first to show my respect!"
With that, Lin Chudong downed six shots of Baijiu, each shot being two liang.
Sun Xuan watched, his scalp prickling. What had Da Fei taken today? This table was about to be taken down by his drinking.
Ma Youfu pointed at Lin Chudong. "You're good, kid. Your capacity is amazing, and your workload won't be bad either. I won't say more. Cheers!"
Ma Youfu finished three shots, his eyes also getting blurry.
Sun Xuan drank three shots and then rushed to the bathroom to throw up.
Deng Siqing stared at Lin Chudong the entire time without blinking.
So men look cool when they drink, too.
After drinking for a while longer, Ma Youfu couldn't take it anymore.
"Da Fei, let's call it a night. I'm heading out."
"Okay, Director Ma, I'll see you off!"
Several family members were already waiting outside. They knew Director Ma's personality; every time he drank, he'd get a few of them completely wasted, so they all came to pick them up in advance.
But today, the first one to leave was Ma Youfu. As soon as he walked out, he immediately vomited onto the side of the road with a loud "Waaah!"
The family members were all a bit shocked.
Director Ma was already drunk? This must have been quite a scene!
...
After the directors left, Deng Siqing naturally pulled Lin Chudong's arm over and draped it over her shoulder.
"Da Fei, let me help you. Do you want to throw up first?"
Lin Chudong shook his head, "No need."
He felt almost sober now, like a normal person who'd only had half a bottle of beer.
Hugging Deng Siqing's shoulder, Lin Chudong was a little embarrassed, but Deng Jie seemed very practiced, helping him directly into the car.
She cupped his neck with her hand, gently placing it on the headrest, then pressed a button to recline the seat a bit.
Reaching out, she stroked his face and said.
"Da Fei, be good, we'll be home soon."
After saying that, she closed the car door and happily got into the driver's seat.
Lin Chudong lay on the chair, not daring to move.
He felt like he had been teased.
After getting out of the car, Deng Siqing pulled his arm over and put it on her shoulder.
Lin Chudong didn't dare to resist either, and he hugged Deng Jie as they walked into the community.
The first two times, Lin Chudong had been staggering, all his weight on Deng Siqing, and she had to use some effort to help him home each time.
This time was much better; Deng Jie barely had to exert any effort. It was more like Lin Chudong was hugging Deng Siqing as they walked.
Back in the room, she laid Lin Chudong on the bed.
"Be good, don't throw up. I'll go change."
Deng Siqing changed into a nightdress, then got a warm towel and sat at the bedside, wiping Lin Chudong's face and neck.
The action was practiced, as if she had done it more than once.
Lin Chudong opened his eyes, looking at the beauty so close to him. He swore he must have missed something in the past couple of days. Had some of his memories been erased?
Deng Siqing also noticed that Lin Chudong hadn't closed his eyes this time. She cupped his cheeks with both hands and said with a smile.
"Da Fei, be a good boy, go to sleep."
Deng Siqing leaned in close, and he could smell the scent of her skincare products.
Lin Chudong swallowed, then closed his eyes.
Did Deng Jie think he was drunk?
Then the previous two times...
As an ordinary person, Deng Jie couldn't imagine Lin Chudong's alcohol tolerance changing so drastically overnight.
She had seen him drink over three jin of white liquor and seven or eight bottles of beer. Compared to the previous two times, he should be even more drunk.
Therefore, Deng Siqing didn't have any doubts.
It wasn't until she took off Lin Chudong's socks and washed his feet with warm water that he became a little uneasy.
Could it be that Deng Jie had some sort of fetish?
Maybe he was possessed by his ex-girlfriend?
Wait, he's never been in a relationship!
What's going on with Deng Jie?
Deng Siqing cleaned him up, then went to wash up. Ten minutes later, she walked in, hugging a pillow, and placed it next to Lin Chudong before lying down.
Lin Chudong's blood was barely flowing. Deng Jie was going to sleep here?
Deng Siqing sent Cheng Huanhuan a WeChat message, "Where are you? Aren't you coming back tonight?"
Cheng Huanhuan: I'm in my little rental. You gave the order, so I wouldn't dare to go back. Don't let me ruin your fun.
Deng Siqing: Understood.
Cheng Huanhuan: How far have you two gotten?
Deng Siqing: We haven't gotten anywhere. He drank over three jin of baijiu today.
Cheng Huanhuan: Oh my god, he'll be like a dead dog. You can do whatever you want.
Deng Siqing: I think you're the pervert.
Cheng Huanhuan: Pfft, the god is right there, he won't know what you do. Just don't leave any evidence, haha.
Deng Siqing: Shut up!
Deng Siqing put down her phone, her cheeks flushed.
She turned off the lights and lay beside Da Fei, too excited to sleep.
The first two times she took care of him, she always felt scared. After two times, she was already familiar, and not so afraid anymore.
He drank so much, he wouldn't wake up at all, and wouldn't remember what happened tonight.
Deng Siqing's left hand reached into Lin Chudong's quilt and grabbed his hand.
A few minutes later, another hand gently caressed his cheek.
At this moment, Lin Chudong held this boneless, cold little hand in his, and his face was being gently stroked.
In the darkness, he stared at the ceiling, unable to sleep at all.
Suddenly, a cold touch came from his cheek.
A light kiss made his heart race.
Then, his arm was pulled open, and a head rested on his bicep. Deng Jie's arm wrapped around his body, and her head rubbed against his shoulder like a kitten, closing her eyes and preparing to sleep.
Deng Jie's water-like tenderness left him a bit dumbfounded.
Was he moved?
He didn't dare to move at all.
The next day, around ten in the morning, Lin Chudong finally opened his eyes.
He was simply too tired.
Deng Jie had left after five o'clock yesterday, and he hadn't actually fallen asleep at all.
One has to ask, what red-blooded man could sleep with Deng Siqing in his arms?
Lin Chudong walked out of the room, and Deng Siqing had already prepared breakfast.
"You're awake. You drank too much yesterday. Huanhuan and I helped you back. Huanhuan has an early shift and has already gone to work."
Lin Chudong touched his nose. Listen to that, is there a single truthful word in that sentence?
Huan Jie hadn't shown her face at all yesterday.
"Mm, thanks, Sister Deng. This porridge smells delicious."
Deng Siqing became shy, completely different from last night.
"Millet and brown sugar porridge. Alcohol hurts your stomach, this will soothe it."
Lin Chudong sat down, picked up a spoon, and tasted a spoonful of millet porridge, then started to wolf it down.
"Sister Deng, this pickled vegetable is delicious."
Deng Siqing said, "My mom made it. I'll have her make more for you next time."
"Okay, thanks, Sister Deng."
When he wasn't drunk, Sister Deng was shy and timid. He even suspected if she had a split personality.
"Deng Jie, you're going on Crossover Singer, right?"
"How did you know?"
"The show invited me to be a judge."
Deng Siqing looked surprised, "Then we can be on the same show! That's great!"
Deng Siqing blushed immediately after speaking.
"I mean, you being a judge can help me get some preferential treatment."
Lin Chudong chuckled, "No problem. What song are you preparing to sing?"
Deng Siqing said, "How about 'Chengdu'? Do I need to pay you royalties?"
"Uh… that's not necessary, but 'Chengdu' isn't really your style, is it? Deng Jie, sing it for me later, let me hear it."
"Okay."
After eating and clearing the dishes, Lin Chudong picked up the guitar hanging on the wall and accompanied Deng Jie.
"Let me, shed tears…"
After singing it once, Deng Siqing asked nervously.
"Is it okay?"
Lin Chudong nodded, "Not bad."
Deng Jie's vocal quality was excellent, her voice ethereal and very pleasant to listen to.
After all, she was a host, so her voice was excellent. With a little guidance on technique, she'd be great. She was a naturally talented singer, and with a bit of practice, she'd be much better than those internet singers.
However, Lin Chudong wasn't content with Deng Jie just being at that level. Since she was going to be on the show, she needed to become a sensation.
"Deng Jie, how about I write a song for you?"
Deng Siqing was taken aback. "Great! How much will it cost?"
Lin Chudong shook his head. "Forget about the money. You're different from other singers. You don't have an entertainment company, you're just a performer."
"All other copyrights for the song will be mine. If anyone wants to cover it, they'll have to talk to me. I'll make money from them, and then I'll send you a contract."
Lin Chudong was eating and staying at her place, so he didn't feel right asking for money. Besides, after last night, he didn't even know what their relationship was.
Deng Jie's drunken boyfriend?
Deng Siqing felt a sweet feeling in her heart, but on the surface, she still politely thanked him.
Although she and Lin Chudong had shared a bed, it had only happened when they were drunk. Lin Chudong didn't know anything about it, and she didn't want to make it obvious that she was interested.
"I'll teach you, one line at a time."
This morning was the happiest Deng Siqing had ever had. Spending a few hours alone with Da Fei, having things to talk about, and even singing with him—it was like a dream come true.
After Deng Jie learned the song, Lin Chudong suddenly asked, "Deng Jie, you didn't know me before, did you?"
Lin Chudong's question made Deng Siqing suddenly nervous. "Why do you ask?"
"I was just wondering. I feel a little awkward since you've been so nice to me."
Deng Siqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Well… I just feel like you and my brother are quite similar."
"Oh, thanks for taking care of me, Deng-jie. I won't drink so much next time."
Deng Siqing was taken aback, and quickly said, "It's okay. Didn't Director Ma say yesterday that your alcohol tolerance is your workload? Drinking more with them will help your career."
Lin Chudong looked at Deng Siqing, his expression a little strange.
Deng-jie's encouragement to drink was even more intense than Director Sun's. Was she hoping he'd get drunk?
Feeling a little uneasy under Lin Chudong's gaze, Deng Siqing explained.
"I'm just making a suggestion. Anyway, since you're coming to Beijing, just stay here with me. It's no problem, I don't mind the trouble. I can also learn singing from you. Didn't you say we're friends?"
Lin Chudong nodded. "Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony."
"Yes, yes, you don't need to be so polite with me."
"Alright, Deng Jie, I'll be off then. I'll treat you next time you're in Modu."
Deng Siqing nodded eagerly, wishing she could buy a plane ticket right now.
Seeing that Lin Chudong was already wearing his shoes, she mustered her courage and took a key out of her pocket, handing it to him.
"Da Fei, this... is the key to my house. In case I'm at work when you come, you can just let yourself in."
Looking at the security door key, Lin Chudong was stunned for a few seconds.
Deng Siqing's cheeks were flushed, but she still pretended to be calm.
"It's nothing, Huanhuan often stays here too. I get lonely on my own, it's more lively with more people."
Lin Chudong accepted the key. "Thanks, Deng Jie."
After speaking, he walked out with the key.
Deng Siqing breathed a long sigh of relief, picked up her phone, and sent a WeChat message to Cheng Huanhuan.
"You don't need to come back to this house anymore."
Cheng Huanhuan: ???
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