The assistant took Ming Rusheng to the pub unwillingly and later called Zhang Wei to inform about it. He knew only Zhang Wei could handle Ming Rusheng in such a condition.
When Zhang Wei arrived, he saw Ming Rusheng was sitting on the couch, half lying back and drunk. The center table in front of him had dozens of empty liquor bottles.
"Ming Rusheng!" Exclaiming Zhang Wei went to him and made him sit straight. "Why are you doing this to yourself?"
Though Ming Rusheng was drunk, he could understand what was going around. "I need this to forget about her or I don't know what I will do."
"I told you to forget about her. She doesn't belong to you, so stop thinking about her and ruining your life like this. What you are doing is wrong, Ming Rusheng."
