Reborn in 1991, I opened supermarkets all over the world.

After dinner, it was time to make a wish and blow out the candles, and Lin Siyan did not skip any of the steps.

After she made a secret wish in her heart, she opened her eyes and found Lu Zifeng smiling and watching her, which made her heart flutter.

In fact, as the protagonist of today's event, everyone was watching her as she closed her eyes to make a wish.

But all she saw was Lu Zifeng.

Lin's mother asked with a smile, "What wish did our little princess make today?"

Lin Siyan said hesitantly, "It won't work if I say it out loud."

Lin's mother didn't ask any further questions, turned on the lights, and cut the cake.

Gu Quan beckoned to the waiter and said, "Give me another bowl of rice."

Lu Zifeng was utterly speechless, muttering under his breath, "You'll stuff yourself to death!"

Lin Zheng smiled and said to Lu Zifeng, "This friend is very honest. If he were on the battlefield, he might be a real man."

Lu Zifeng said, "Grandpa Lin has a keen eye and is very good at judging people."

Lin Zheng pointed at Lu Zifeng and said, "You little rascal, you praised two people with just one sentence!"

Li Wei, who was on the other side, heard this and felt very uncomfortable.

So this is what the Lin family likes?

If the birthday cake hadn't been placed in front of him, he would have eaten a whole bowl of rice.

The last activity at the birthday party was going to a karaoke bar to sing.

Lu Zifeng doesn't really like singing, but he didn't want to spoil Lin Siyan's fun on this occasion.

As for Lin Zheng and his mother, they naturally wouldn't participate in this kind of youth program. After paying the bill at the restaurant, they planned to go home.

At the entrance of the Jiangbai Hotel, Qin Deshou leaned against the door of a Santana car: "Mr. Zhang, let's chat a bit more. Mr. Zhang, can I come to the company tomorrow to sign the contract?"

"Section Chief Qin, we need to study this matter further. We'll let you know when we have a result."

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang..."

The Santana drove off, and Qin Deshou stumbled, almost getting swept into the road.

Seeing that the Santana had already gone far away, he staggered to a roadside utility pole and began to vomit.

That night, he only focused on drinking and expressing his opinions, and didn't eat any food. He vomited up a thick liquid that covered his mouth.

Lin's mother, who had just come out of the restaurant, frowned and shook her head, while Li Wei covered his nose and complained, "What kind of person is this? Spitting everywhere, so rude."

Qin Deshou seemed to have heard the passersby talking about him, and turned his head slightly.

A few moments later, several tissues appeared in front of him.

Qin Deshou took the tissue, wiped his mouth, and then looked up: "Zifeng?"

Lu Zifeng took out a few more tissues and gave them to him, asking, "Where do you live? I'll take you home."

Qin Deshou gave a wry smile: "Why should I stay here? They ate my food and didn't even want my goods. How can I ask the factory for travel expenses?"

Gu Quan patted Qin Deshou on the back, saying, "Drinking so much must be making you feel unwell, Lao Qin?"

Lu Zifeng said to Gu Quan, "Help him go stay with us."

"Okay." Gu Quan put Qin Deshou's arm around his neck, put his right arm around his waist, and went to the roadside to hail a taxi.

Lu Zifeng walked up to Lin Siyan and felt that given the special circumstances, he should explain things.

Lin Siyan stared blankly at Lu Zifeng. She knew that Lu Zifeng didn't mean to spoil the fun, but she just couldn't feel happy.

"How about..." Lin Siyan hadn't decided whether to simply call it a day or give Lu Zifeng an address so he could drop the person off and come back later.

Tang Guo glanced over here, then turned and called out, "Gu Quan!"

"Hey!" Gu Quan heard Tang Guo call him and excitedly turned around, directly slamming Qin Deshou's head into a telephone pole.

Fortunately, under the influence of alcohol, Qin Deshou did not feel any pain, except for a bump on his forehead.

Tang Guo couldn't help but laugh and asked Gu Quan, "Can you take him home by yourself?"

Gu Quan patted his chest and assured him, "Sure, no problem!"

With a pat on his chest, Qin Deshou slid straight down to the ground.

Gu Quan helped Qin Deshou up again and said to Lu Zifeng, "Brother Feng, you go ahead and have fun. I'll take Lao Qin home."

Lu Zifeng nodded and then added, "If you vomit in the taxi, give them extra money to wash it."

"Okay."

Back in the crowd, Lu Zifeng couldn't help but sigh.

Lin Zheng nodded slightly to him.

Lu Zifeng said, "Actually, we ran into this friend in the lobby before we came here. He is the sales manager of a garment factory, and the hundreds of people in the factory depend on him to get orders to take home for their meals."

Lin Zheng looked at his mother and asked, "Xiao Mei, didn't you say last time that your company wanted to order a batch of work clothes?"

Lin's mother looked somewhat embarrassed: "Dad, this isn't something I'm in charge of."

"Could you help me make the contact?" Lin Zheng insisted.

Lu Zifeng advised, "Thank you, Grandpa Lin, but this matter can't be solved with just one or two orders. You can help temporarily, but not forever. If the factory doesn't fundamentally change, even the King of Heaven couldn't save it. Why make things difficult for Auntie? To put it bluntly, she should just die and be reincarnated sooner."

Lin's mother nodded approvingly at Lu Zifeng and said, "We elders won't get involved in the rest of the activities. You all have fun."

Lin Zheng shook hands with Lu Zifeng again and said with a smile, "Come visit my home sometime."

Tang Guo leaned closer to Du Heng and said, "With the old man's backing, we're all set."

Du Heng's lips curled slightly, but he remained silent.

Nowadays, most karaoke bars don't have private rooms; everyone gathers around a pool, chooses their own songs, and whoever's turn it is sings.

In his previous life, when Lu Zifeng left Dongxian to do business, he would often go to karaoke bars with a group of business friends to sing a few songs. But in this second life, he has a similar mentality to Lin Zheng and his mother, and he can't muster any interest.

He sat in the corner, and after each song, he would symbolically clap his hands.

Du Heng sat down next to Lu Zifeng with a bottle of Chongqing beer and two glasses.

"Does Siyan sing well?" Du Heng asked with a smile.

"It sounds beautiful, it's simply heavenly music."

Du Heng filled Lu Zifeng's glass with wine and said, "Siyan is very serious about everything she does."

Lu Zifeng nodded slightly.

Du Heng glanced at him and said, "Everyone knows what Siyan is thinking; you couldn't possibly not see it. Is it because of your sister Ling that you're having trouble making a choice?"

Lu Zifeng raised his glass and clinked it against Du Heng's, then drank it all in one gulp.

Du Heng sighed: "If it were me, I wouldn't know what to choose either, but ultimately I have to choose. The sooner I make a choice, the less I'll hurt anyone."

"I..." Lu Zifeng was about to say something when his pager went off.

I glanced at the number.

Ok.

Who else could it be but Qiao Ling at this point?

He had just stood up when Lin Siyan came over with a microphone: "Zifeng, let's sing a duet."

"Okay, I'll go make a call first, I'll be back in a bit."