140: Are apples delicious?

Sun Binghe looked at Kuang Chenghai, who was cowering like a quail, then at Nie Sheng, who was ready to resign at any moment. He took a deep breath. He couldn't possibly push out Yang Bin and Shen Lian, could he?

In the end, it had to be him!

It had to be him!!

Under the gazes of Kuang Chenghai and Nie Sheng, who were trying hard to suppress their smiles, Sun Binghe took a deep breath, a rare look of readiness to face death appearing on his face.

"As expected of Assistant Sun, reliable," Shen Lian whispered.

Yang Bin put his glasses back on, his smile quite "lovable and naive," "Indeed!"

Nonsense, they could fight together, but at this moment, it was every man for himself.

At the same moment, Chu Yilan sat in a dimly lit, opulent venue. He occupied a sofa by himself, having had a little wine. Although his two special assistants were not by his side, the business negotiations were still smooth. He exuded an aura that kept people at a distance, but in his mind, he wondered if Shen Lian had gone back, and if he was probably lying in bed by now?

Chu Yilan stared at the wine glass on the table, then received a call from Sun Binghe.

Assistant Sun was reliable. Master Chu felt assured.

Chu Yilan answered the phone, "Did you get Shen Lian home?"

Sun Binghe: "No..."

"Hmm." Chu Yilan understood, "Their gathering isn't over yet."

Sun Binghe hesitated for two seconds.

Chu Yilan frowned, "Speak your mind. When did you become so hesitant?"

"Boss, I need to tell you something."

"Speak."

Sun Binghe spoke quickly, "I got into a fight with someone from Tianchong. They were too much!"

Tianchong? Chu Yilan lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled smoke, "It's fine. Since they provoked you first, I can bear the consequences."

These words only moved Sun Binghe for a second, because the thought of the storm he was about to face in the next second filled his heart with desolation.

"Later, I'll have Yang Bin give you a political ideology lesson." Chu Yilan's tone truly didn't take Sun Binghe's fight seriously, half-joking, "All these years, he's always been more stable than you."

"Ha." Sun Binghe, perhaps due to the overwhelming fear of stepping into the abyss, instead became fearless. "Boss, it was because of the fight Yang Bin got into. I was halfway to pick up Teacher Shen when I heard he was drunk, so the two of us went together..."

Chu Yilan suddenly sat up from the sofa, "You took Shen Lian to fight?!"

"Boss, is it possible that Teacher Shen led us?"

Shen Lian: "?" You're really selling me out, Assistant Sun!

Chu Yilan: "..."

Don't say it, it's really possible!

That being said, Chu Yilan still profoundly felt that everything he heard was quite surreal. He suspected he had drunk too much, but it wasn't to the point of dizziness. He just asked whatever came to mind, "Didn't Yang Bin try to stop you two?"

"Tianchong wanted Yang Bin to sell his looks." Sun Binghe's tone was filled with displeasure. "They even hit Yang Bin's head with a vase first."

Chu Yilan rubbed his fingertips. He had nothing to say about this fight.

He would have fought too if he were there.

"Today, Shen Lian attended that red carpet banquet. Were you the only one with him? Where was the Star Opening person in charge? Shouldn't he have accompanied him throughout?"

"CEO Kuang, oh, oh." Sun Binghe helped explain, "We ran into him, and he helped us fight. He was really fierce."

Kuang Chenghai tremblingly pointed at himself, and hearing the content of Sun Binghe's words, he sat back down contentedly.

Chu Yilan listened intently, still finding it absurd. Finally, he asked, "Where's Nie Sheng?"

"He's here. He arrived after the fight, already anxious to submit his resignation report."

Nie Sheng: "..."

Why did he still have the illusion that he was doomed to die?

After hanging up the phone, a hint of bewilderment flickered in Chu Yilan's eyes. Was it real or fake?

He even checked his phone; it wasn't April Fool's Day.

It wasn't that Chu Yilan had poor psychological endurance, but having worked with Yang Bin and Sun Binghe for so many years, they all understood each other, especially Yang Bin and the other. Their personalities were complementary in some ways; usually, if one lost control, the other could definitely rein them in. How could they both be so unrestrained together?

Shen Lian.

Almost simultaneously, Chu Yilan came up with a reason that convinced himself.

It really was Shen Lian who led the fight.

Master Chu bent over, his arms propped on his knees, trying to calm his breathing.

"CEO Chu, another drink?" A partner came forward to invite him, but kept a safe distance.

Chu Yilan stood up and spoke coldly amidst the other party's gradually widening smile, "You all continue, I have something else to do. Farewell."

Chu Yilan grabbed his jacket and strode away.

All the way, Master Chu pondered as he felt the wind, I'll see how outrageous you can be.

He arrived silently. Shen Lian was still waiting for the scolding call.

Shen Lian was relaxed, munching on an apple.

"It's juicy and sweet," Shen Lian advised, "Have one."

Sun Binghe sat on the chair, looking at Shen Lian with admiration, "Teacher Shen, you're truly fearless."

"Hey, who wants to die when they can live? But how does that saying go? 'A great growth in life is to do something even when you know it's impossible.' Don't panic, I'll take the blame later." Shen Lian munched away, "Crunch, crunch, crunch."

"Teacher Shen," Nie Sheng's voice trembled slightly, "Even if you seek death, you won't die..."

Sun Binghe couldn't help but let out a snicker.

Yang Bin was standing behind him, massaging his shoulders, and gently patted him upon hearing that, "Don't move around."

Kuang Chenghai was no longer the smiling tiger he was at the company. He sat on a stool with his arms crossed, slightly bowed, his expression cooperative and pleased.

The last time they all did something together was in junior high.

Chu Yilan walked in and saw this scene.

How to describe it? The trouble was committed together, but the style was so fragmented, one could say it was "uneven."

Truly outrageous, Chu Yilan thought.

"Boss?" Sun Binghe was the first to notice Chu Yilan and quickly stood up.

This address was like a stone dropping into water. Yang Bin suddenly straightened up, made his characteristic nervous gesture of pushing up his glasses, and then quietly stepped back; Kuang Chenghai huddled like a manul, trying to lower his presence, but as Chu Yilan's gaze swept over him, he still gave a very fawning "Heh heh."

Nie Sheng looked nervous, his body rigid, and Sun Binghe was much the same.

Finally, Shen Lian.

Teacher Shen silently met Chu Yilan's gaze. The emotional shift in those expressive eyes was very subtle; you might not perceive a big change, but the innocence, apology, and hint of grievance within were almost plainly laid out in Chu Yilan's heart.

Chu Yilan's face was stern, "Is the apple delicious?"

Shen Lian said nothing, extending his injured finger, which still bore a band-aid.

Even Sun Binghe, who had seen it many times, couldn't help but marvel at the smoothness of Shen Lian's combo moves.

A hint of emotion appeared on Chu Yilan's face.

"You all..." he began.

Everyone's expressions tensed, but in the end, Chu Yilan strode forward, first carefully examining Shen Lian from head to toe, then asked, "Where else are you hurt?"

"I was kicked twice, but it's not serious," Shen Lian said, "My brothers all shielded me."

"Ha." Chu Yilan finally laughed in exasperation.