Chapter 174: Dad's Special Talent

Fen Alley Bar Street is quite unique; the Bell Tower is right next door, and the surrounding architecture is characterized by Republican-era culture.

Walking down the street, thinking of how many great figures have also walked this path, a sense of nostalgic pretentiousness naturally arises.

After these modern bars moved in, whenever night falls, the lights of dozens of bars, large and small, turn on, and paired with the unique charm of the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties, the enchanting atmosphere fills the street like gilded gold.

Especially with all sorts of legends of "romantic encounters," white-collar workers in Chang'an like to come here to relieve stress, along with some wealthy college students who like to live it up.

Yang Tianxing is even more familiar with this street; before his rebirth, he had over a hundred thousand 【units of currency】 worth of Chivas stored at bars like Papaya, Miami, Tianque, and Xiaoluan that he hadn't finished drinking, which is a pity when he thinks about it.

Fen Alley Bar Street is not very far from Northwestern Polytechnical University; Yang Tianxing drove over to pick up Shao Ziyang first.

Shao Ziyang is dressed to the nines today: a gray plaid suit jacket on his upper body, matching casual trousers on his lower body, his leather shoes are polished bright, and his hair is sprayed with hair gel.

He is also holding a bouquet of fresh flowers, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth that he deliberately hasn't lit, still attracting some gazes while standing at the school gate.

"Where to, boss?"

Yang Tianxing slowly brought the car to a stop.

Shao Ziyang thought it was a taxi and waved his hand impatiently: "Not riding, not riding... Hey, why did you just get here? We're almost late."

He complained while sitting in the passenger seat, casually placing the flowers carefully in the back seat.

Yang Tianxing threw a lighter over: "Light the cigarette first; the butt must be soaked through by now."

"Not lighting it."

Shao Ziyang handed the lighter back: "I've been studying Chow Yun-fat's posture in *God of Gamblers* for the past two days, and I discovered that keeping the cigarette in your mouth without lighting it is the coolest."

"Then you could just dangle a stick; that would be even more pretentious."

Yang Tianxing cursed, stepped on the gas, and drove off.

Shao Ziyang looked Yang Tianxing over and found that he was just wearing a very ordinary hoodie, with jeans and sneakers on his lower body, and said with some dissatisfaction: "You're going to someone's birthday party; can't you take it a bit more seriously?"

Yang Tianxing replied unhurriedly: "This outfit was bought for me by Xiao Zhiliao; do you think it makes you lose face?"

Shao Ziyang stopped talking at once; if he dared to say it was embarrassing, Yang Tianxing could kick him out of the car immediately.

"What about the gift?"

Shao Ziyang changed directions to find fault again; he was also full of anger, as the party was clearly supposed to start at 8:00, but Yang Tianxing didn't come to pick him up until 7:40.

Yang Tianxing rolled down the window and leisurely smoked a cigarette: "What gift?"

"You're going to someone's birthday party; don't you give a gift?"

"I'll give a dick."

After a long while, Shao Ziyang finally reacted: "Little Yang, it's not appropriate for you to say that; Jiang Mumu might be your sister-in-law in the future."

"Talk about that after you actually manage to chase her."

Yang Tianxing stopped talking and focused on driving to 1912 Bar.

It was already quite late to be arriving at this hour, and with the time spent parking, it wasn't until 8:30 that they reached the entrance of the bar; it really had Shao Ziyang sweating with anxiety, to the point that he even forgot to take the flowers from the back seat.

However, what surprised him was that Jiang Mumu was actually waiting at the bar entrance, looking around from time to time, her face showing some agitation, holding a PHS phone, looking like she wanted to call but was very hesitant.

Not until Yang Tianxing and Shao Ziyang appeared in her line of sight did Jiang Mumu hurriedly raise her hand to greet them, even jogging over to welcome them.

Seeing this, Shao Ziyang felt both moved and guilty.

He had arrived late to his own party, and he hadn't expected Jiang Mumu to be waiting at the entrance the whole time.

"Sister Xiao Jiang."

Shao Ziyang's voice was distorted with emotion: "I'm really sorry about today; the road was just too congested, and I troubled you to wait so long. Actually, you all could have started; you didn't have to wait for me."

"Huh?"

Jiang Mumu was stunned for a moment, but she immediately reacted and said with a smile: "It's fine, it's fine. Since it's a party, it certainly has to start once everyone has arrived."

"Yang..."

Jiang Mumu greeted Yang Tianxing as well, but she didn't know how to address him for a moment.

President Yang, Student Yang, Yang Tianxing? None of them seemed quite right.

"Just call me by my name."

Yang Tianxing said indifferently.

"Alright, Tianxing, thank you for coming to my birthday party."

Seeing Yang Tianxing being so approachable, Jiang Mumu felt that the company's task was very likely to be completed.

"It's nothing, Sister Xiao Jiang."

Shao Ziyang didn't understand the twists and turns at all and said carelessly: "No need to be so polite; Little Yang is just tagging along with me to have some fun."

Jiang Mumu smiled without a word and led the way into the bar.

Shao Ziyang patted Yang Tianxing on the shoulder from behind: "I didn't even say it was your fault that we were late today; next time there's a party like this, you must arrive on time."

"Thanks for covering for me, President Shao."

Yang Tianxing didn't expose him; Shao Ziyang still thought Jiang Mumu was waiting for him.

Shao Ziyang felt a bit dejected again: "I forgot to bring the flowers just now."

"Doesn't matter, give them to her after it's over."

As soon as the bar's curtain was lifted, a blast of 16-degree air conditioning hit them in the face, mixed with the smell of smoke and alcohol, and their eardrums received a "Boom—" vibration.

The colorful spotlights swayed, and there was a stage in the middle of the hall where two young women in bikinis were dancing to the DJ's rhythm.

Shao Ziyang was actually quite nervous; it was his first time at such a lively bar, but he saw Yang Tianxing standing on his tiptoes, looking over the bar's layout.

"Little Yang is always more relaxed than me in these kinds of situations."

Shao Ziyang thought silently to himself, and he hurriedly took out a cigarette, dangling it in his mouth to look cool.

Upon reaching the booth, Jiang Mumu introduced: "Everyone, let me introduce two handsome college students to you all: one is the handsome Yang Tianxing from the Finance Institute, and the other is the handsome Shao Ziyang from Northwestern Polytechnical University."

"Xiao Jiang, you made us wait so long just for two college boys?"

Someone at the booth said with dissatisfaction.

However, a girl immediately retorted: "Does Brother Gouzi look down on us college students?"

"Oh, I almost forgot there's still Little Sister Lizi from the Art Academy; Brother Gouzi will drink a couple more glasses later to apologize."

The man who spoke just now replied.

Borrowing the light from the decorative lamps on the booth, Yang Tianxing sized up the three men and four women at the table.

That "Brother Gouzi" had a crew cut, but he insisted on dyeing the center of his hair yellow; at a glance, it looked like he was wearing a pile of shit on his head.

Yang Tianxing thought to himself, it's already 2003, what the hell kind of aesthetic is that.

As for the girl called Lizi, in terms of looks she was at most a 7; either Zheng Xuan or Deng Yidi could easily outshine her.

But her figure was truly good; her long legs under her shorts shone with a white luster in the bar, and she wore a sports tank top on her upper body, making everyone who passed by unable to help but steal a glance.

"Sit, sit, sit."

Jiang Mumu hurriedly greeted Yang Tianxing and Shao Ziyang to sit down; she knew how to handle people, deliberately arranging for Yang Tianxing to sit between Lizi and another girl.

The booth was a bit crowded, and Yang Tianxing felt his nose was filled with the scent of perfume, with girls' thighs pressed tightly against both his sides.

However, Shao Ziyang didn't have such good treatment; he was arranged on the edge, with air to his left and a man to his right.

"The college student made us wait so long, introduce yourself and tell us what kind of big shot you are, and what your special talents are."

Gouzi said provocatively.

Yang Tianxing ignored him; if you want me to introduce myself as 'Daddy', who the hell do you think you are?

He focused on looking for his lighter; he probably lost it somewhere when Shao Ziyang returned it in the car earlier.

Lizi, who was next to him, handed over a lighter: "Are you looking for this?"

Yang Tianxing nodded: "Thanks."

However, Shao Ziyang was much more honest and actually introduced himself; the key was that he had no experience, and he stuttered: "My name is Shao Ziyang, I'm 20 years old this year, I'm from Jinzhou, and I'm currently studying at Northwestern Polytechnical University, I don't have any special talents..."

"Alright, alright."

Shao Ziyang was interrupted by Brother Gouzi halfway through; he could also tell that Shao Ziyang was an honest kid, and he laughed loudly: "Did you come to the wrong place? You talk like a child who hasn't been weaned; we only have alcohol here."

Shao Ziyang's face turned red, and he followed along with an awkward laugh.

"How about you?"

Brother Gouzi looked at Yang Tianxing again.

Jiang Mumu hurriedly tried to smooth things over, as she didn't dare let Yang Tianxing suffer any grievances: "What's there to introduce? We're all friends."

But how could Yang Tianxing endure it? Shao Ziyang was his brother.

I'm the one who gets to curse and mock, what the hell are you?

Yang Tianxing took a drag of his cigarette, squinted his eyes at Brother Gouzi, and with a flick of his tongue, the smoke in his mouth shot toward Brother Gouzi's face like a white arrow with a "whoosh" sound.

Brother Gouzi was very unhappy with this behavior and slapped the table, saying: "Who the hell are you blowing that at?"

Only then did Yang Tianxing smile: "Just a joke, Brother Gouzi, my name is Chen Han-sheng, Vice Chairman of the Humanities and Social Sciences Department at the Finance Institute."

"Wow."

Lizi, who was next to him, chimed in with a very timely expression of surprise.

"My nickname is Daddy; in short, some classmates like to call me that."

Yang Tianxing "friendly" reached out his hand to Brother Gouzi: "Let's get to know each other, Daddy's special talent is that he is special."