99: Chapter 99 Retreat

Chen Shaoping put on his clothes, walked out of the room, and arrived outside the hotel.

Outside, a Delivery Rider wearing a "Bao-le-me" jacket was already waiting, with a large box placed in front of him.

"Delivery Rider, sorry to keep you waiting. I'm here to pick up the delivery," Chen Shaoping said as he walked over.

"Handsome, what are the last four digits of your phone number?"

"1234."

"That's right, correct."

The Delivery Rider handed the large box to Chen Shaoping, put on his helmet, and prepared to ride off on his electric scooter.

"Wait a moment, brother," Chen Shaoping shouted.

"The box is quite heavy, isn't it? How about I carry it up for you? But you'll have to let the front desk know."

The Delivery Rider smiled and stopped his electric scooter.

Chen Shaoping waved his hand. "That's not what I meant. I just want to buy your jacket and helmet."

The Delivery Rider was stunned, looking like he didn't understand.

"Handsome, you're joking, right? This is old and dirty."

"I'm in no mood to joke with you. Two hundred yuan. If you agree, I'll transfer the money right now." Chen Shaoping took out his phone and waved it.

Seeing Chen Shaoping's serious expression, the Delivery Rider decisively took off his helmet and jacket.

"Handsome, these are yours."

After transferring the money, Chen Shaoping returned to the 38th floor of the hotel.

Stepping out of the elevator, he carried the box towards room 386.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Chen Shaoping knew the people inside weren't awake yet, so he knocked a bit harder.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

After knocking for a while, a girl rubbing her messy hair opened the door.

When she saw it was a Delivery Rider, her expression immediately changed.

"Are you Delivery Riders crazy? Waking people up this early."

Chen Shaoping maintained a smile. "Miss, this is a compensation from the hotel for the gentleman in this room. There's a lot of good food inside. I hope you like it."

"Is there any milk tea?" the girl asked.

"Yes, yes."

"Then bring it in. I can't carry it."

Chen Shaoping's smile didn't fade as he carried the box inside.

The woman was bleary-eyed and didn't pay any attention to Chen Shaoping.

In her heart, she just wanted this clumsy Delivery Rider to leave as soon as possible.

After retrieving the camera, Chen Shaoping felt a surge of joy.

He accidentally kicked a trash can.

The trash can made a loud "clatter" and rolled several meters across the floor.

His heart leaped into his throat.

Xu Kun half-opened his eyes and asked sharply, "Who is it?"

The girl who opened the door for Chen Shaoping replied, "Kun Kun, he said he's delivering compensation from the hotel."

"Oh!"

Xu Kun lay back down, closed his eyes, and went back to sleep.

The girl started scolding Chen Shaoping, "Get out already, you clumsy oaf."

Chen Shaoping ignored her and walked out of the room.

Instead of going straight back to his room, he carried the box into the fire escape.

After confirming no one was around, he quickly changed back into his own clothes in the stairwell and stuffed the delivery uniform into the box.

Based on his observations, this was a blind spot for the hotel's surveillance.

When he returned to his room, he recalled the scene inside room 386.

Although Chen Shaoping had already seen it in the video, the impact of seeing it in person was completely different.

Clothes, shoes, and socks were scattered everywhere.

There was also a peculiar smell lingering in the air.

He didn't know if it was because he had just worn the Delivery Rider's clothes.

Chen Shaoping felt uncomfortable and prepared to take another shower.

When he returned to the hotel arranged by the program crew, Chen Shaoping was carrying a bag of steamed buns, meat buns, and soy milk.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Soon, Wang Bo opened the door.

After letting out a huge yawn, he asked in surprise, "Da Ping, when did you get back?"

"I knocked on your door a few times last night, but you weren't there."

Chen Shaoping felt much better; this guy actually knew how to care about him.

"I was sleeping too soundly last night and didn't hear it."

"Go call Zhou Bule for breakfast."

"Is Xiao Qi staying in the same room as you, or..."

Wang Bo gestured with his chin toward the room, his face full of melancholy, and sighed.

"After you left last night, he kept drinking, talking, and crying. I couldn't stop him."

"He got too drunk and threw up many times."

"He's still sleeping now."

Hearing this, Chen Shaoping's eyes lit up. "Did you record a video?"

"No, do you think I'm like you? It didn't even cross my mind."

"What use are you? Get lost!"

Chen Shaoping brought the breakfast into the room and looked at the stains on Xiao Qi's clothes and his sleeping posture with a look of disgust.

He didn't plan to wake him for breakfast and intended to let him keep sleeping.

A moment later.

Zhou Bule followed Wang Bo inside.

"President Chen, morning."

Zhou Bule greeted him weakly.

"Did you drink too much last night too?"

Zhou Bule was a bit embarrassed. "Yes, I have a low alcohol tolerance. I didn't even drink much before I threw up."

"Second Bo, what about you? Did you throw up too?"

"Yeah, I did."

Chen Shaoping was a bit annoyed, but he also blamed himself. Why did he take the two of them to a bar?

But he still had to say something.

"Second Bo, Bu Lie."

"I'm only going to say this once, and I hope you both remember it."

"You both must take good care of your throats from now on. You make a living with your voices."

"Drink less, and definitely don't drink too much."

Zhou Bule felt ashamed and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, President Chen. I'll remember."

Wang Bo was taken aback by Chen Shaoping's sudden seriousness, but he felt it made sense, so he didn't argue.

Seeing that Wang Bo remained silent, Chen Shaoping looked at him expressionlessly.

Wang Bo was actually a bit afraid of how Chen Shaoping looked right now.

He reluctantly replied, "I know. Sister Qian has been reminding me all the time."

"Can we eat now? I'm hungry. I threw up everything I ate last night."

"Alright, eat."

At Chen Shaoping's command, the three of them began eating the buns.

Wang Bo had soy milk in his left hand and a bun in his right, his cheeks stuffed full.

He had just swallowed the bun in his mouth.

Then he took a sip of the soy milk.

"Ugh! Blech!!"

He spat out all the soy milk he had just sipped.

He got up and ran into the bathroom to rinse his mouth repeatedly.

Chen Shaoping and Zhou Bule were completely bewildered.

"Da Ping, did you buy swill? This tastes awful."

Chen Shaoping chuckled. "Sorry, it's a Beijing specialty soy milk. We outsiders aren't quite used to the taste."

"I can't get used to it either, which is why I bought it for the three of you."

"Then you should have said something beforehand."

"I forgot, I forgot."

Chen Shaoping looked at Zhou Bule, who was gnawing on a steamed bun. "Aren't you going to try some?"

"Forget it. I definitely won't be used to it."

After rinsing his mouth, Wang Bo sat back down to eat his bun.

Perhaps he smelled the aroma of the buns.

Xiao Qi woke up after stretching.

His eyes were fixed on the bun in Wang Bo's hand, and he kept drooling.

"If you want to eat, get up and wash up first," Chen Shaoping said.

"Okay!" Xiao Qi responded and walked into the bathroom.

He had just finished washing up and sat down.

Wang Bo grinningly handed him a cup of soy milk.

"You drank too much last night, didn't you? Have a cup of hot soy milk first to warm your stomach."