After listening to her explanation, I really remembered that there was such a person, but I really had no impression of her.
"I remember, why are you here?"
"I have been promoted now! Now I am responsible for the management of regional sales. I am here today to take a look at our company's wine sales."
"Oh." I didn't want to talk to her anymore.
But she took the initiative and continued: "Brother, I just saw you ordering two bottles of expensive wine. You are really rich!"
"Is there a problem?"
"Of course, no problem. Isn't this the meaning of working hard to make money? I also want to be as cool as you, big brother, one day."
I smiled calmly and said: "You are right, the purpose of making money is to be able to get this kind of satisfaction anytime and anywhere. I don't have such a noble character, as long as I am happy."
"Brother, you are right. Can I have a drink with you?"
"Pour yourself the wine you like on the table."
But she took out a bottle of wine and said to me: "You'd better drink mine and try our company's new product."
As she said that, she poured the wine for me, picked up the glass and touched it with me, then drank it in one gulp with a smile.
I also drank it happily, not to mention, it was quite delicious.
"How's it going? Is it okay?"
"Well, your wine is pretty good. How much does it cost for a bottle?"
"It's not for sale now. When it comes out, I will take it to the market to test it and do some market research."
I laughed and said, "You said you sell wine and sell bars. Why do you dress yourself up like you hang out in nightclubs all the time?"
"There's no way! Brother, if we don't package ourselves better, no one will pay for us."
As soon as she finished speaking, a burst of noise came from the bar.
I looked over subconsciously, thinking that something had happened. It turned out that the customer who pushed me down just now washed his hands with the ace of spades.
At this moment, many people are running over to watch the excitement. A large number of people are taking photos with their mobile phones and are busy posting on WeChat Moments.
I looked carefully. The man washing his hands looked a bit like a rich second generation. Those beautiful girls were clinging to his side, screaming, worshiping, and kissing passionately.
Fireworks also bloomed at this moment, and I saw an extremely luxurious and ambiguous world in the faces waiting to have fun.
What kind of feeling is this?
No matter how much money I spend, I can't seem to feel that feeling.
"Brother, look at that second-generation rich man, he is absolutely crazy. He just used 40,000 to 50,000 bottles of wine to wash his hands."
I smiled and said, "It's up to you to take care of others. If they have money, they will be happy."
"I'm just envious. I'm sure you won't be envious, because you also have money."
I sneered and said, "You are wrong, I really envy him. I just want to feel like him."
"That means you didn't spend enough money."
"Yeah?"
She shrugged and said, "That's all I said, don't be impulsive."
Without being polite, I called the waiter over again and ordered ten bottles of the most expensive wine in their bar.
The amount of consumption instantly far exceeded that of the rich second generation, and he regained everyone's attention.
He is just a second-generation rich man who cannot afford to play with me. I spent nearly 800,000 yuan in one go.
For me, it’s not painful at all. It’s just my daily income, just like an ordinary person spending one or two hundred yuan.
I have no purpose, I just want to consume and find that feeling.
This night, I gave almost everyone in this bar a taste of the ace of spades, and I firmly ranked first on the consumption list.
I was enjoying myself, but the silence after the passion made me feel inexplicably lonely and empty.
This night, I got drunk again and was in a mess.
But I was conscious. I realized that someone took me back and criticized and educated me in various ways along the way.
It's just that I kind of forgot who it was. Anyway, it was an acquaintance who sent me back.
When I woke up the next morning, I realized that I hadn't even taken off my clothes and shoes and had slept like that all night.
The hangover made me feel uncomfortable, so I rushed into the bathroom and washed my face quickly to sober myself up a bit.
I started to recall who sent me back last night. It was definitely not the woman selling alcohol. It was someone I knew, or a woman.
She educated me in various ways along the way, but still impatiently sent me back to my residence.
I really want to know who she is?
Just as I was thinking about this, my thoughts were interrupted by the rapid ringing of my cell phone.
I went back to the room and picked up the phone. When I saw the caller, it turned out to be my mother.
After sorting out my thoughts, I answered the phone: "Mom, why did you call me so early?"
What came from the other end of the phone was a man's voice: "Is it Chen Feng?"
"I am, who are you? Why is my mother's cell phone here with you?"
"I am a doctor from the Shenglong Town Health Center. I will tell you about your mother's situation now. She has been staying in our health center for three days and her condition is a bit bad. We have been asking her to inform you about the transfer, but she is still alive.
If you don’t do it, you’ll say you’re busy recently and won’t let us contact you.”
When I heard this, my heart suddenly tightened and I said, "What's going on with my mother?"
"Well, the initial test may be lymphoma, but we still need to go to a big hospital in the city for a check-up."
My whole body was stunned, and my mind went blank, as if a thunder exploded above my head.
"Boom!" There was a sound, which made me lose my direction.
"Hey, Chen Feng, are you still listening?"
"I'm here, I'm here, I'll be right back, thank you doctor."
"It's okay. Do you think we should take your mother to the city hospital in an ambulance, or should you come back to pick her up?"
I thought about it, maybe this would be too time-consuming.
So he said: "Well, I'll be back here right away. It will probably take four hours. Just watch the time and send my mother to the city and I'll pick her up."
"Okay, then give me an address."
After I gave the address, I hung up the phone. Without thinking about anything, I just grabbed the car keys and rushed out the door.
I was very depressed along the way and kept thinking about my mother's condition. If it was really cancer, it was probably in the late stage.
But why didn't I notice it at all?
I stepped on the accelerator as hard as I could, not caring about speeding on the highway. I just wanted to pick up my mother as soon as possible.
After a three-hour and forty-minute drive, I finally arrived at the place I had agreed with the hospital in town, but they hadn't arrived yet.
I waited there for about ten minutes and finally received my mother in the ambulance.
She was indeed very weak, there was no color on her face at all, and she suddenly looked as if she had aged more than ten years.
It made me feel very sad. I was enjoying myself outside during this time, but my mother
After picking up my mother, I took her and continued running towards Chengdu.
On the way, I asked my mother: "Mom, your situation is so serious, why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know what's going on. I thought it was just a normal stomachache. The last few times I called you, you said you were very busy, so I didn't want to disturb you."
My mother's voice was so weak that it made me want to cry.
My son is really not qualified at all.
In silence, my mother said to me again: "Afeng, don't worry, I think it's just stones. I just need an operation. Don't worry."
It seems that my mother still doesn’t know the specific situation of her condition, and the doctor probably didn’t tell her the real situation.