Several people drank together at the food stall until almost eleven o'clock. The other people were already drunk and in a daze. Only Fang Ze, who had only drunk a little wine, and Bruce, who was not drunk no matter how much he drank, stayed awake.
Fortunately, the others were just drunk and not delirious. After asking for their addresses, Fang Ze first sent the two boys away, but then the other three girls couldn't find out where they lived, especially Han Zhenzhen. His whole body was almost hanging on Bruce's body.
"Uh." Fang Ze looked at these three people and thought to himself, are the girls these days so informal and not afraid of being picked up
He just said he was drunk and didn't ask his family to pick him up.
Fang Ze saw that there was nothing he could do about the three girls. He could only let Bruce hang one on each hand, and then carry another one on his back and take them to the hotel. Fang Ze used his ID card to open the room.
Fortunately, because there are food stalls and bars nearby, the hotel's requirements are not so strict. You only need an ID card to open a room, and other people's ID cards will not be checked.
Under the envious gaze of the hotel receptionist, Fang Ze and Bruce carried the three girls into the hotel and threw them on the bed.
Because it was a double room, the bed was big enough for the three girls to lie on it. Fang Ze and Bruce untied the collars of the three girls, took off their shoes, then pulled out the quilts and covered them casually. On people.
"Go back now?" Fang Ze looked at Bruce and asked.
"What if something happens?" Bruce took Fang Ze's phone to check, and then returned it to Fang Ze. "What if one of the three of them dies due to a sudden illness or encounters other problems at night?" If someone is hurt or something, the two of us have to bear legal responsibility."
"There seems to be such a theory." Fang Ze nodded, and then remembered a news he saw a few days ago, which was about a few friends who went drinking, but one of them died and the others were ordered to pay compensation.
Fang Ze and Bruce sat on two chairs next to the small table in the room, and then Fang Ze asked Bruce, "By the way, what kind of person is Da Chao?"
"Clark." Bruce looked at Fang Ze and said, "To be honest, I don't like him a bit."
"Why?" Fang Ze looked at Bruce in surprise. Although there is no conflict between Batman and Superman, shouldn't the two of them cherish each other and heroes cherish heroes
Although Bruce had an affair with Superman Clark's wife, it didn't matter. None of the European and American superheroes had a forgiveness hat.
If you want to live a decent life, you have to dye your hair green.
At this point, American superheroes are similar to the gods of ancient Greece. Their private lives are extremely chaotic.
However, Bruce's answer surprised Fang Ze.
"You know a saying, the poor rely on mutation, the rich rely on technology." Bruce shrugged and said to Fang Ze, "But Clark neither relies on mutation nor technology, he relies on genes, even if he has not gone through any If he works hard, he can beat everything."
"Indeed." Fang Ze can understand this feeling very well, because when he was in high school, there was a god of study in Fang Ze's class. He basically skipped class and chatted online and did everything. He hardly saw him. He studied seriously, but for exams I was in the top five almost every time, and finally went to a good university.
And Fang Ze, a person who has worked hard but is just hanging around in the middle, naturally has no way to deal with people who are better than you at the genetic level.
This kind of person is neither hateful nor admirable. It is really impossible for people to like him.
Of course, a person like Batman Bruce is a god of learning figure to Fang Ze, but to Batman, Superman is a god of learning among gods.
"But, Old Boo." Fang Ze looked at Bruce and said, "No matter how awesome Clark is, he has no money."
"So my superpower is actually having money." Bruce raised an eyebrow.
"It's necessary." Fang Ze poured two glasses of water and one for Bruce.
"Actually, I don't care if I have money or not." Bruce looked up at the window and said to Fang Ze, "My wish is that Gotham City becomes like your city in the future."
"Haiping City." Fang Ze looked at the bright street lights outside and the brightly lit food stalls and night markets in the distance.
"Although I have a lot of dissatisfaction with this city, overall I like my hometown and I won't talk about its shortcomings in front of outsiders."
"No matter what shortcomings this city has, the nightlife in this city is enough to make up for everything." Bruce looked at the night market outside the window and continued, "Such an open-air nightlife venue, let alone in Gotham City, Even in many places in the United States, it is impossible to imagine, do you know why I am accustomed to traveling at night, because in Gotham City at night, there is only crime."
"It's not that exaggerated." Fang Ze looked at Bruce and said, "In many cities in the United States, I heard from my friends who studied abroad that the public security is good. Although China is very good in this regard, there is no need to maliciously belittle other countries. set off."
"You may have misunderstood something." Bruce said, "If you compare cities alone, some cities in the United States are definitely not as good as those in China, but if you compare individual neighborhoods, the public security in some neighborhoods is definitely better. From Chinese cities.”
Bruce looked at Fang Ze and said, "According to my understanding, your Chinese police force is generally distributed according to population, but the United States' police force is not."
"Our police force is allocated according to taxes. In neighborhoods where poor people gather, even if you are robbed on the road, the police may not be dispatched. But it is different in wealthy areas."
Bruce explained to Fangze, "Because the taxes in wealthy areas are high, the police's income and bonuses will also be high. They will patrol 24 hours a day. Even if they meet a drunkard on the street, they will All residents in the block send text messages to remind them that there is a drunkard here and ask them not to come to this street for the time being. Then they will go over to check and if the drunkard is a resident of the block, they will take the initiative to send the drunkard back Home, if not, they will throw the drunk out of the neighborhood, and after dealing with it, they will send a text message to tell all residents in the neighborhood that the danger has been eliminated and can be passed."
"So considerate?!"
"It has to be because they have to let the taxpayers know they are getting their money's worth so they don't go to other neighborhoods."
"Rich is my father's country. No wonder waves of rich people are running there."
"The premise is that you have to be really rich."
(End of chapter)