AFVSIBS ### Chapter 237: The Drunk Female Manager
Zhou Chen's words immediately made Kawashima Koyuki feel a bit embarrassed.
She didn't actually like the culture of the Dragon Kingdom.
She just found it easier to make money there.
So, promoting Dragon Kingdom culture in Japan was obviously not something she would do.
Zhou Chen's words seemed to have seen through her thoughts.
She could only force a smile and say, "Of course, I will."
"That's good. I hope you're not just making a polite remark."
Zhou Chen didn't hold back and directly pointed out the truth.
This made Kawashima Koyuki feel even more awkward.
She didn't expect Zhou Chen to be so blunt and disregard social niceties.
Most people, even if they knew she was just making polite conversation, wouldn't directly call it out and would say something polite in return.
Zhou Chen was unpredictable.
In the end, she could only smile awkwardly and find an excuse to leave and drink with other artists.
Zhou Chen didn't care to engage with these Japanese people.
Whether on Earth or in this world, Japanese people were often insincere.
Don't be fooled by their outward politeness; it's a facade. Deep down, they're not trustworthy.
"Zhou Chen, shouldn't you go and toast the other celebrities?" Wan Fangfang reminded him at this point.
This was basic social etiquette. In his previous life, Zhou Chen wouldn't have needed a reminder; he understood and knew what to do.
But now, Zhou Chen wasn't interested and didn't see the need.
Alcohol can be both beneficial and harmful.
Moderation is key, and with so many people present, if he toasted each one, he would end up drinking too much and harming his health.
He didn't want to break his self-imposed principles.
In his previous life, he cared too much about these social norms and repeatedly harmed his health by drinking excessively.
Now, he wanted to say goodbye to these so-called social etiquettes.
So, he firmly replied, "No, I don't like drinking."
"Alright, I'll go toast on your behalf."
As Zhou Chen's manager, Wan Fangfang had no choice but to stand up and toast on his behalf.
To prevent the others from having a negative impression of Zhou Chen, Wan Fangfang used the excuse that Zhou Chen wasn't feeling well and couldn't drink much.
Zhou Chen was very grateful to have such an understanding and considerate manager.
Such a manager was rare and hard to find, even in his previous life on Earth.
But because of this, Wan Fangfang ended up drinking quite a bit after toasting everyone.
Later, other managers came over to toast her, making her drink even more.
By the end of the banquet, she was quite drunk.
Zhou Chen had no choice but to help her back to her room.
"Fangfang Jie, are you alright? Should I take you to the hospital?"
Seeing Wan Fangfang continuously vomiting, Zhou Chen couldn't bear to leave, so he closed the door and asked with concern.
"I'm fine, no need for the hospital. It's not my first time getting drunk. I'll be fine after changing into clean clothes and sleeping it off," Wan Fangfang mumbled.
"Alright, where are your clothes? I'll get them for you."
Clearly, Wan Fangfang was too drunk to move and could only point to the nearby cabinet.
"Okay, you lie down, and I'll get your clothes."
Although propriety suggested he shouldn't, Zhou Chen couldn't leave her like this.
Wan Fangfang had been good to him; he couldn't abandon her now.
So, he went to the cabinet and took out her clothes.
"Fangfang Jie, I don't know which outfit you want. I picked the pajamas on top."
When he turned back, he found Wan Fangfang already asleep.
"Fangfang Jie, are you asleep? Wake up."
Zhou Chen called her but got no response.
Was he really going to have to help her change clothes, like he did when Yang Hanhui was drunk?
This didn't seem appropriate.
Wan Fangfang was different from Yang Hanhui; she was his respected manager.
"Help me change. I don't have the strength. Thanks," Wan Fangfang mumbled as Zhou Chen hesitated.
"Alright, I'll help you."
Since she said so, Zhou Chen didn't hesitate.
He quickly helped her change into clean clothes.
Despite his speed, it was inevitable that he saw and touched certain parts.
It couldn't be avoided.
Wan Fangfang's body was different from most women, especially in certain curves, and she had a unique, almost tiger-like complexion.
Of course, Zhou Chen wasn't a pervert, and he had no inappropriate thoughts about Wan Fangfang. To him, she was more like an older sister.
So, he didn't linger.
After changing her clothes, he helped her to bed.
"Fangfang Jie, rest well. I'm going back."
Even though Wan Fangfang probably couldn't hear him, Zhou Chen still spoke before leaving.
Back in his room, he showered. With half an hour before bedtime, he was wondering what to do when a video call from Yang Hanhui came in.
Zhou Chen answered, seeing Yang Hanhui in cute pajamas on the screen.
"There's still half an hour before your bedtime. Am I interrupting?" Yang Hanhui asked gently.
"No, I just finished showering. Fangfang Jie got drunk, so I took her back to her room," Zhou Chen replied.
"You guys were drinking?"
"Yeah, Director Cheng invited all the stars and managers for dinner. Fangfang Jie toasted on my behalf and got drunk."
"Oh, I almost forgot. Your first show is tomorrow."
"Fangfang Jie is really drunk. I hope she can wake up normally tomorrow. But luckily, she's not participating in the show; she can sleep all day."
Zhou Chen didn't mention helping Wan Fangfang change clothes to avoid misunderstanding and to protect her privacy.
Yang Hanhui didn't think much about it and shared her day's activities with Zhou Chen.
Although she was a popular singer, in front of Zhou Chen, she turned into a gentle and sweet girl.
Maybe that's the charm of liking someone—it can easily change who you used to be.
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