Chapter 1301

In the Intervention Department Doctor's office, several people were still chatting idly. Su Yun noticed that Chang Yue didn't understand, and she cheerfully comforted Chang Yue, saying: "Don't talk about it; I'll keep you company for drinks tonight, how about that?"

"Just you?" Chang Yue's eyes showed contempt, which hurt Su Yun deeply.

"Keeping you company for drinks, yet you're picky." Su Yun said angrily.

Zheng Ren quickly stepped in to stop them; if this sparked an argument, Su Yun would be even more trouble.

Tomorrow I'll perform surgery on Doctor Mei Ha'er; although I've trained many times in the System Operating Room, having Su Yun there still adds a bit more confidence.

If something really happens, the Cardiothoracic Surgery department's rising star might be called upon.

Although this opportunity is slim, many world-renowned cardiology specialists accompanied Doctor Mei Ha'er, and Su Yun's level doesn't have any obvious advantage over theirs.

But it's still better not to drink too much.

"Drinking is fine; have some beer, avoid high-alcohol liquor," Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, you really meddle in everything like a nagging mother," Su Yun muttered.

"You guys went in such a hurry; when you go back to our backwater place, I'll treat you to Munich beer—it's really good," Professor Rudolf Wagner said.

"Beer is like water," Su Yun said, unhappy.

Zheng Ren, however, was thinking of that time they drank the big green stick and Su Yun had to be carried back.

Drinking too much water can also make you drunk.

"What are we eating anyway? I'm hungry," Chang Yue asked.

"Grilled meat, beer." Su Yun obviously lacked spirit; he still loved the iron-capped Moutai in his heart, especially after drinking it a few times recently, that love grew deeper.

"What's good about beer?" Chang Yue shared Su Yun's view on this point.

But after Zheng Ren's persistent insistence, the two reluctantly agreed to go drink beer.

Liu Zewei could drink a little less; he hadn't seen Chang Yue and Su Yun's drinking posture and thought they were just joking.

They hailed a car and arrived at a nearby barbecue restaurant called Winter Cow.

Xie Yiren and Chang Yue had eaten here before; the meat quality was said to be quite good. This is an old shop; Su Yun had come a few years ago and fully agreed with their assessment.

Upon entering the shop, Zheng Ren saw the counter was only palm-sized, barely enough for one person to stand, which was especially strange.

"Su Yun, why is this shop's counter so small? Do you know?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It's said that business used to be terrible; they moved three or five times, losing money wherever they went." Su Yun knew this, smiling as he explained: "Later they had someone look at it, who said the boss's fate and the counter were problematic, so they made the counter smaller—the smaller it was, the more prosperous."

"Uh..." Zheng Ren didn't understand the reasoning.

"The boss had no choice; at that point, out of options, he just tried one last time." Su Yun said: "And so his family's counter became like this."

"So business got better then?" Zheng Ren still wasn't fully convinced.

"Of course." Su Yun said: "This is the main store; later they opened over ten branches, and when they started making money, nobody could stop them."

Zheng Ren was left speechless; such a mystical claim really wasn't in his logic.

"There's also a restaurant in Sheng Cheng with a similar story to Winter Cow," Liu Zewei began gossiping: "The boss started from a laborer, endured much hardship, but whenever his assets exceeded two million, he'd suffer losses."

"Old Liu, two million isn't that much. In Di Du, you can't even buy a set of apartments," Su Yun said.

"That was an old almanac from twenty years ago," Liu Zewei said with a chuckle: "Later the boss thought money would eventually be lost anyway, so after reaching two million, he took the money to Xianggang to find a master for fortune-telling."

Zheng Ren knew that such things were mostly rumors passed on, and in the end there was no way to listen to them. It was just like yesterday when Luo sai hu zi in the crowd said the same about himself.

Although he didn't believe it, when eating and drinking, sitting together with his own people, chatting and gossiping over food and drink was also quite nice.

"A feng shui master might be interested in money, or perhaps for other reasons, personally flew from Xianggang to Sheng Cheng to look at feng shui." Liu Zewei said: "Later they said the feng shui of the office building where he opened his shop was a highly inauspicious layout."

"Oh? What kind of highly inauspicious layout? D cup or F?" Su Yun asked lazily.

"Hehe." Liu Zewei chuckled; this kind of risqué joke, he often said it on the operating table, but in front of Chang Yue and Xie Yiren, Su Yun could say it while he could not.

"The top floor of that office building is a bathhouse; according to feng shui, wood and fire below, water above, it is indeed highly inauspicious."

"Did they move later?" Su Yun asked.

"No, the feng shui master went to Sheng Cheng, started stirring up trouble, and eventually dug out the fact that the bathhouse had forced several girls to death. Later the provincial department intervened, investigated clues and evidence, and arrested the boss who deliberately designed the Five Kill layout; the bathhouse was also shut down."

"After that, the boss's business mysteriously improved, and 2 million was no longer an obstacle." Liu Zewei said.

"Do you know him?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Um, back then he often got injured, and I was a doctor in the Radiology Department; I saw him often enough to remember him."

"Being remembered by you is nothing; being remembered by the boss is what really counts as being a frequent visitor." Su Yun laughed loudly, looked at the menu, and ordered a lot of seafood.

"I heard my dad say that before they build a house, they always have some saying." Xie Yiren glanced at the sizzling barbecue in front of the people eating around her, feeling greedy, so she shifted her attention and continued speaking.

"Your family doesn't count." Su Yun said: "A great destiny can alter feng shui. Decades ago, when KFC and McDonald's first entered, whenever a large mall opened, they would seek out these two stores to balance feng shui and boost popularity."

"My dad says the same thing; in the end it's all about doing good deeds without worrying about the future." Xie Yiren said, continually swallowing her saliva.

"Waiter, what beers do you have?" Su Yun flipped to the end of the menu, but still didn't see a satisfactory beer.

"Would you like white liquor or beer?"

Just then, a beer girl in red promotional clothing walked over.

"Sir, Wusu beer is on special; would you like to try a sip?"

Zheng Ren didn't understand beer and had little exposure, so he remained silent. But Su Yun's eyes lit up: "Deadly Wusu?"

"Yes, sir. You look like you really know beer!" the beer girl said with a smile: "We sell the most authentic Wusu beer."

"Green bottle or red bottle?"

"We have both; what would you like?"

"Definitely the red bottle, first…" saying oh, Su Yun glanced over, saw Chang Yue looking clueless, the professor also didn't know what was being said, only Liu Zewei seemed to understand, so he asked: "Old Liu, Wusu, how much can you drink?"