After my divorce, I started to have good luck

Cao Jun was obviously very dissatisfied with Chen Feng. Hearing Yuan Hua say this, he burped and smiled as he asked, "So how do you plan to handle him?"

Yuan Hua suggested, "It's simple, let's drink him under the table. The two of us against him alone, we'll definitely win, make him stagger home."

Cao Jun was a bit disappointed with this suggestion, but it was better than nothing.

In fact, he had long been thinking about how to scheme against Chen Feng. Previously, he thought Chen Feng was just a loser, a wage earner with a salary of a few thousand bucks, and he didn't even bother plotting against him because such a Chen Feng wasn't worthy of being his rival.

But now knowing that Chen Feng was quite wealthy, had become a rich man, and even got his hands on the class beauty he'd been coveting for years, and more importantly, seemed to get along well with Jiang Shasha, it infuriated him and gave him a sense of crisis.

After all, Chen Feng isn't married yet.

Not to mention, they were at odds even back in school. Years have passed, and Chen Feng is still harboring a grudge over Cao Jun's past scheming. The two couldn't possibly reconcile just because they were classmates for four years. Instead, this reunion only deepened their mutual loathing.

So, if he could scheme against Chen Feng, it would be very satisfying, especially if it could lead to his ruin.

However, Chen Feng isn't dumb, and scheming against him is no easy task. Cao Jun couldn't act directly; he needed someone else to cooperate, like a classmate both of them knew.

Yuan Hua, having had verbal conflicts with Chen Feng before, wasn't suitable. But a female classmate like Tang Mengjie was perfect.

Using Tang Mengjie to scheme against Chen Feng, Cao Jun already had a rough plan in his mind.

However, getting some interest back beforehand wasn't bad either, and Yuan Hua's suggestion was acceptable.

"Your idea isn't bad, but if I face off against him, it definitely won't work. He won't fall for it, nor give me face. You should find a few other classmates, encourage them, and gang up on him, which would give us better confidence. Otherwise, if he's a good drinker, two or three people might not be enough to match him."

"Alright, we'll do as you say. I'll get a few classmates to drink with him when we get back. Hmph, seeing his arrogant look makes me sick."

Yuan Hua burped, his body swayed slightly, and after shaking himself vigorously, he tucked himself back in and zipped up his pants.

He walked out first, followed closely by Cao Jun.

When the two of them reached the door, suddenly a drunken guy outside came rushing in, and the narrow doorway left no room to avoid. He directly bumped into Yuan Hua.

Caught off guard, having already drunk a lot, Yuan Hua staggered backwards from the sudden collision, tumbling into Cao Jun who was following right behind him.

Cao Jun, blocked in his view and unprepared, also having drunk some, fell backward to the ground due to Yuan Hua's impact, while Yuan Hua, tripped over him, landed on top of him with his butt.

Even though Yuan Hua wasn't that fat, he weighed at least 140 pounds. Slamming down on Cao Jun's stomach, Cao Jun screamed in pain, his face ashen, his stomach churned violently, trying hard to hold it in, but eventually he couldn't, and with a loud splat, he vomited a huge mess into the air, reeking a foul stench, causing unspeakable disgust.

What made it worse was that Yuan Hua's back also got sprayed with quite a bit.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

The short, stout man who bumped into them, in his thirties and less than 170cm tall, cursed almost simultaneously with Yuan Hua.

Then, the short, stout man ignored the two men he'd knocked down and ran into a stall to start vomiting into the toilet.

"Fucking hell!"

Yuan Hua was fuming. He hurriedly got up, initially wanting to confront the guy, but seeing him vomit into the toilet was too disgusting, so he decided to take off his t-shirt, standing bare-chested.

It was already May, and the temperature in Xiu Zhou today was over 20 degrees, and he only wore a t-shirt on top.

While holding the newly bought t-shirt, he was reluctant to throw it away, after all, it was a branded one he bought for over two hundred bucks. Plus, he couldn't just walk around bare-chested.

In the end, he had no choice but to endure the disgust, pulling some toilet paper to roughly clean the vomit off the t-shirt, then washing it with water and vigorously drying it with the hand dryer before putting it on again.

Once he finished dealing with this, he remembered Cao Jun, who by then had already stood up but looked very uncomfortable, hand pressed against the wall, bending over retching.

"How are you doing?" Yuan Hua asked with concern as he approached.

"My stomach is really upset, I need to go to the hospital," Cao Jun said looking pained.

"Ah!" Yuan Hua was a bit nervous, after all, he'd just sat on Cao Jun's belly, and if something happened to him, it would be his responsibility. But this couldn't be blamed on him, the fault was on the person who bumped into them.

At this moment, the short, stout man who had bumped them finally came out of the stall.

"Hey! You just knocked into someone, did you know? We both fell because of you, and I fell on my friend, now his stomach is upset. You owe us an explanation."

As Yuan Hua spoke, he reached out and gave the short, stout man a shove, knocking him back until he leaned against the partition.

"Fuck! You dare push me."

The short, stout man said, then rushed forward and kicked Yuan Hua in the abdomen, knocking him to the ground.

Before Yuan Hua could fully react, the short, stout man already came up and began kicking him again.

This short, stout guy obviously wasn't one to be trifled with.

By the time Yuan Hua struggled to get up and wanted to fight back, someone suddenly came from behind and grabbed him tightly. Unable to break free, he turned back in horror, only to meet a dark, fierce face, the strong smell of alcohol and body odor hitting him in the nostrils, nearly making him vomit.

This person was big, seemingly over 180cm tall, and despite Yuan Hua being 175cm, he was helplessly immobilized, held from behind by the gruff man.

"Brother Hui, what's going on?" the dark-skinned man asked the short, stout man.

"I accidentally bumped into these guys just now, and this guy tried to scam me, so of course I beat him up."

"Ha! This kid has some nerve, let me deal with him."

The dark-skinned man said as he dragged Yuan Hua like a chick into a stall, and amid Yuan Hua's terrified screams, his head was dunked into the toilet…

Meanwhile, everyone in the private room was having a great time, singing, drinking, chatting.

Chen Feng was surrounded by several female classmates, chatting and catching up with each of them. Among them were Cao Li and Tang Mengjie, both of whom seemed very interested in him. Tang Mengjie being single was one thing, but Cao Li was now Yuan Hua's wife and had previously been hostile towards him. Yet now she was trying to cozy up to him along with Tang Mengjie, both toasting drinks with him, which annoyed Chen Feng quite a bit.

After reluctantly dealing with these two formidable women and drinking a can of beer, Chen Feng excused himself, claiming he needed to take a leak, leaving the private room.

Once outside, Chen Feng had no intention of going back.

He hailed a taxi parked at the door of the restaurant and left immediately.