End of World’s Businessman Translator: Spring Flowers BL Wu Ye stayed at the Mi Du until the early hours. When the night finally ended, he called a designated driver to take the guests home one by one, and only then drove back with his father. Mr. Wu, already getting older, couldn’t handle the effects of the alcohol after a night of drinking—even with physical-strengthening pills—and ended up falling asleep in the car. MiDu was located on the outskirts of the city, and at that hour of the morning, there were barely any vehicles on the road. After driving for a while, Wu Ye sensed something strange—it felt like they were being followed. Soon after, on a sharp curve, his suspicions were confirmed. There was a steel plate full of nails placed in the middle of the road. Two unmarked, abandoned vans blocked the road ahead, while two more just like them—equally old and without plates—closed in from behind with their headlights flashing in a threatening manner. Since he’d noticed they we...
End of World’s Businessman Translator: Spring Flowers BL At the dining table, toasts intertwined. The Second Young Master accompanied Father Wu with polite and well-placed words. He already had an exceptionally high natural tolerance for alcohol, and after awakening his supernatural ability to control water, he became even more immune to drunkenness. That night alone, he drank several kilograms of baijiu by himself, leaving all the other guests sprawled out after his repeated toasts. The Chinese enjoy discussing business and strengthening ties over alcohol-laden dinners. After the meal, even those who weren’t close would start calling each other brothers. Once dinner ended, Father Wu handed out the gifts he had specially prepared for the occasion, confident that the deal with the food factory was practically sealed. The gifts were jade jewelry that Wu Ye had brought with him. He had asked his mother to select high-quality pieces, but nothing overly expensive — the ideal balance. T...