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Back in the room, we continued drinking.
Less than half an hour later, someone knocked on the door. A beautiful girl stood at the entrance, her eyes bright like lake water, long eyelashes slightly curled, and her eyebrows elegantly arched and slender. Her nose was high and delicate, adding a three-dimensional quality to her face.
She had a slim and well-proportioned figure, tall and graceful... The reason I described her so thoroughly was to convey one final thought: I wanted to fall in love...
The girl smiled and asked, "Excuse me, which one of you is Mr. Lin?"
Perhaps because we were of similar age, I was captivated by her with just one glance. I felt a bit foolish and stammered, "I... I'm Lin."
After confirming my identity, she handed me a large envelope. "Sister Liu asked me to bring this to you. She said if you have any needs in this regard in the future, just let me know... My name is Awen; please note down my number..."
I immediately dialed her phone number on my mobile while watching her slender, fair fingers dance across the screen as she entered my name.
Once the girl left, I stood there in a daze.
Brother Qin asked me, "Bro, who did she say sent her? I thought I heard her mention Sister Liu? How could you possibly know Sister Liu?"
An Beishang also looked at me with suspicion.
I opened the envelope and a stack of concert tickets fell out, all located near the front center. Checking the ticket price: 1888, just shy of VIP.
Old An and Brother Qin were both stunned, looking at me in disbelief. "You really know Sister Liu?"
I nodded.
"What’s your relationship?" They began to gossip again.
I handed the tickets to them: "She’s my patient; I cured her illness."
Brother Qin had witnessed my almost miraculous skills in traditional Chinese medicine and gave me a thumbs up in admiration. "Bro, you’re amazing!"
Old An still seemed skeptical while Brother Qin teased him: "If you don’t want it, I’ll take all these tickets; scalpers are selling them for 5000 each now."
Old An held the tickets, examining them closely. He pulled one out and handed the rest back to me. "This should be enough for your sister-in-law to show off! When I get home today, she’ll treat me like a king!"
Brother Qin chimed in, "I want one too; not for anything else but to brag."
I tucked away the remaining tickets.
As we drank more, I remembered that Old An wanted to talk to me about that girl from the car accident.
However, at that moment, Old An seemed completely uninterested in expressing anything further. He was eager to grab the tickets and rush home to show off: "Let’s not talk about it today; tomorrow night you guys come over to my place. I’ll have your sister-in-law cook some nice dishes for you. Today I need to get home early and recharge: What does it matter that I’m Old An, a poor cop? We have friends and connections!"
Hearing that made me feel proud too.
The next day at the office, Brother Biao was once again loudly "complaining" about how I was slacking off every day, his face full of envy and jealousy.
I tossed him a ticket to Sister Liu's concert, and not only did he immediately shut up, but he also hugged me and planted a kiss on my cheek, leaving me with his unpleasant saliva all over my face.
Aside from Uncle Ming, Brother Quan, Brother Jun, Sister Su, and Brother Jiezi were all single, so I distributed tickets to them one by one. The group erupted in cheers and jumped around in excitement.
As expected, this commotion caught Sister Hong's attention. Before she could say anything, Sister Su brought the ticket over to her: "Boss, look what this is!"
Sister Hong's eyes widened with surprise and envy: "Where did you get that? I didn't manage to grab one!"
Sister Su pointed at me: "Xiao Lin gave it to us; he saved one for you."
Sister Hong was as delighted as a child who just received a beloved toy: "Come on, give it to me!"
When she saw that everyone had tickets in hand, Sister Hong turned to Uncle Ming and declared, "On the day of the concert, we won't take any business; we're all taking a day off to see Sister Liu!"
Everyone cheered again, creating an atmosphere that felt oddly out of place in our office.
Just as we were celebrating, An Ge called: "Xiao Lin Brothers, are you free right now?"
I said it was fine.
An Ge sounded a bit embarrassed: "Hehe... do you still have tickets? Don't worry; I'm not asking for them for free. They want to buy them... Your sister-in-law posted a photo of her ticket on social media last night, and now everyone is trying to get tickets from her! Most of them she turned down, but one close friend is insisting she help her find a way..."
I replied, "I still have two tickets left; I'll give them to you. Money doesn't matter; Sister Liu gave them to me as a gift. It wouldn't be right to sell them."
Old An was overjoyed: "Great! I'll call your sister-in-law now. By the way, come over tonight with Xiao Qin; I want your sister-in-law to show off a bit. Alright then, I’ll hang up."
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