At around four o'clock in the morning, Su Tianbei walked out of the house in his pajamas and got into Yu Mingyuan's car.
"Uh...!" Yu Mingyuan burped and asked with a straight look in his eyes, "Let's go have breakfast?"
Su Tianbei squinted at him and asked, "How many times have you drunk this?"
"I don't know, I've been drinking." Yu Mingyuan didn't wait for the other party to reply, and drove directly to find a 24-hour porridge shop.
…
A little after six o'clock, inside the porridge shop.
Su Tianbei's face turned red, and he roared drunkenly, "Why am I unhappy? It's because he does things so damned gentlemanly! In Lufeng, a few of us beat up thirty or forty people in Fumanlou, and in the end we supported each other to stand up and left together with the money: in the dock association, the brothers fought together and bled together... We have been through so many things, what kind of relationship is this?! If you have a problem, will you say it directly? Why hold a shareholders' meeting and call Dabai and Zhou Tonghui... and incite them to deal with Xiaoyu together?! Is it necessary? Isn't it just that Xiaoyu has become a little famous? But is it easy for him? In order to get close to Lao Li, he almost died!"
Yu Mingyuan's eyes were dull, and he asked with wine dripping from his nose, "Is that all?"
"What else is there?" Su Tianbei took at least five seconds to react before blinking and saying, "I'm just upset! I tell you, if Liuzi had messed up this time, there would be nothing to say! I would have kept my tail between my legs! But sorry, our Liuzi really did get it done, and Su Tiannan really made up for his mistake and made another contribution! A slap in the face, right?! Doesn't this prove that his idea is wrong? Is there something wrong with me getting angry?"
"No!" Yu Mingyuan was convinced by this extremely straightforward theory.
“… I’m so fucking frustrated.” Su Tianbei was still smug one second, and then he burst into tears the next second: “My eldest brother is in prison, and my old man hasn’t eaten much in three or four days, and has been drinking secretly! Su Tiannan is different from me. I’m a wild donkey and not very old, so it’s okay for me to be in prison for another two years, but he’s over 30 years old and he’s the eldest son in the family! If he’s in prison for ten or eight years, what will he do when he gets out? He’ll be useless!!”
Yu Mingyuan nodded slowly: "Yes."
"I didn't say Kong Zhenghui was wrong. It was indeed wrong for Tiannan to bring people into the association without saying hello. But this person will never use absolute rationality to deal with problems." Su Tianbei stretched his neck and shouted, "I just want to ask you one question. Your father is a drunkard. He got drunk and made trouble on the street! If you ran into him and saw a group of people beating him, what would you do?"
"I will deal with anyone who hits my father!" Yu Mingyuan replied without hesitation.
"That's it. I'm so upset that my elder brother is in jail!" Su Tianbei said with tears in his eyes, "It just so happened that he mentioned Uncle You's matter again at the dinner table... I couldn't stand it, you know."
Yu Mingyuan picked up the wine glass and looked at Tianbei with a straight look in his eyes: "That's all, right? Nothing else?!"
"Gone!" Su Tianbei shook his head.
"Do you acknowledge Kong Zhenghui's contribution to the team?" Yu Mingyuan asked.
"I admit it! Without him taking care of logistics, sorting out funds, and filling the association with money from home, we would have disbanded long ago." Su Tianbei replied bluntly.
"Then can you forgive Kong Zhenghui? What I meant by irrationality is emotion." Yu Mingyuan asked again.
"I'm still angry now." Su Tianbei held the wine glass, paused and said: "... Fuck him, actually think about it carefully, my eldest brother is just that kind of personality! You said others want to criticize me, but I don't feel anything... They can say whatever they want, but the eldest brother can't, he is too stubborn."
"I'll ask Zhenghui to treat you to a drink later." Yu Mingyuan said bluntly, "I'll do whatever it takes to help your elder brother."
"Fuck, I'm so short of a drink!" Su Tianbei raised his eyebrows: "I... it's wrong for me to hit you, especially at your engagement ceremony, but remember, I'm a reasonable person!"
"Okay!" Yu Mingyuan held up a half-filled glass of white wine: "Let's drink it up, the wine in the glass is full, no one should drink anymore!"
"Come on, fix it!"
After saying that, the two of them drank it all in one gulp.
The way Yu Mingyuan and Su Tianbei communicate is completely different from his conversation with Kong Zhenghui. The former is full of business sense, while the latter is full of rules and regulations.
Around seven o'clock in the morning, the two men supported each other and walked out of the porridge shop. The boss came over to pack up their things and looked at the half-empty bottle of white wine on the table. He was completely confused.
At a nearby table, an old man sweeping the floor cursed, "Where did these two drunkards come from? They've been bragging since about four in the morning, and they haven't stopped yet! Damn, they've already drunk more than a pound of liquor at the beginning of the day. It's really like the old generation is being driven out by the new generation!"
The boss was stunned for a moment: "Have these two idiots paid the bill?!"
Thirty seconds later.
The boss chased him out and yelled, "Don't go, don't go, give me the money!"
…
Three days later, at 6:30 in the morning, in Zhadao Prison.
Su Tiannan, wearing a dark brown prison uniform and carrying a plastic washbasin, walked into the washroom with more than a hundred prisoners.
Most of the prisons in Area 1 are completely different from the inland prisons that everyone is familiar with, especially here on Zhadao Island. They implement a separate prison management system, which means that each independent prisoner has his own small room and will not live with other prisoners. This will avoid frequent incidents of jailbreaks, abuse, suicides, etc.
After Su Tiannan entered the washroom, he stood at his seat and queued.
Although he has only been here for three days, Su Tiannan's emotions have been suppressed to the extreme.
The environment here is very unfamiliar, and most of the prisoners are of different races, black, white, Middle Eastern, and people from all over the place.
Su Tiannan couldn't speak the language here and had no idea about his future, so his negative emotions were oppressing every nerve in his body. If it weren't for his strong heart, he would have collapsed at any moment.
Standing at the edge of the wall, Su Tiannan looked around with dull eyes.
“Bang!!”
At this moment, a man over 1.80 meters tall, with exaggerated tattoos all over his body, slapped Su Tiannan on the head.
"What are you doing?!" Su Tiannan looked up.
The man, who was over 1.80 meters tall, was very perverted. He took off his pants directly, pointed at the thing between his legs, and shouted in awkward Chinese: "Xixi... Ni... Wash it for me!!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the prisoners queuing around him burst into mocking laughter, and some of the curious ones even whistled.
At the very corner of the window, a middle-aged Chinese man in his fifties looked back at Su Tiannan's position while holding a toothbrush.