CHAPTER 110: CHAPTER 0110 GETTING LIU RUOMEI DRUNK_1

Since Bo Chengye and his companions had shamefully fled, Zhang Bin and the two sisters decided to stay. They ordered food and settled in to eat.

Once the food was ordered, Liu Ruolan asked curiously, "Xiao Bin, how did you possibly master three foreign languages? And so fluently, too?"

Liu Ruomei also perked up her ears, curious to the extreme.

"What’s the big deal? It’s only three foreign languages," Zhang Bin said nonchalantly.

"Tell us how you learned them! You didn’t even go to university," Liu Ruolan said, shaking Zhang Bin’s arm and using a cajoling tone.

With her super-endowed figure, such coquettishness was almost deadly. Zhang Bin’s arm naturally sank into the soft mountains, completely enveloped in a blissful sensation.

His mouth went dry, his face flushed, and his heart pounded in his chest. How could he possibly resist?

He immediately began to explain, "Didn’t I tell you a while ago that I plan to build a laboratory to research special drugs? I had to order some high-tech equipment from technologically advanced countries, so I had no choice but to learn their languages. That’s how I picked them up."

"But that was only three days ago, wasn’t it? Are you saying you learned three foreign languages in just three days?" Liu Ruolan asked, astonished.

"You have no idea how hard I worked these past three days. As they say, you reap what you sow. I put in the effort, so naturally, I got the rewards," Zhang Bin said.

Liu Ruolan and Liu Ruomei were utterly speechless. He had worked hard for three days and learned three foreign languages, and he had the nerve to talk about reaping what you sow. Some people study for over a decade and still can’t properly master a single foreign language.

"Let’s have some wine tonight..." Zhang Bin said, trying to change the subject.

"Don’t change the subject. You still haven’t explained how on earth you learned three foreign languages in three days," Liu Ruomei interjected.

"My memory is good. I used some special software, and I could roughly learn one language per day," Zhang Bin said nonchalantly.

"A good memory?" Liu Ruomei suddenly had a flash of insight. "Back when you came to driving school with me, you could perfectly replicate the instructor’s demonstration after watching just once. Was that because you have a super good memory?"

"You really have such an incredible memory?" Liu Ruolan asked in surprise.

"Yes, I’ve always had a good memory. You could say it’s photographic," Zhang Bin said.

"With a talent like that, how did you not get into a university?" Liu Ruolan said, heartbroken.

"What can I do? I’m just too handsome. With so many beauties chasing after me, how could I not get distracted?" Zhang Bin said, deadpan.

Liu Ruolan was speechless. Was he telling the truth, or was that just an excuse?

Liu Ruomei, however, pressed on. "Even if you have a photographic memory for sight and sound, it’s still impossible to learn three foreign languages in three days. You must be lying. In fact... you’re an extraterrestrial, aren’t you?"

Zhang Bin was taken aback. He scratched his head and said, "I programmed a piece of foreign language software myself. It’s designed for geniuses, so learning is very fast."

With that, he took out his phone, pulled up the software for the two women to see, and explained, "I just listen to it at high speed like this, and it sticks in my memory directly. It only takes a few hours to pretty much master a language."

His alien phone didn’t actually look very impressive, resembling some off-brand model, so Zhang Bin wasn’t worried they would spot anything unusual. In truth, even if they took his phone to study it, they wouldn’t uncover any of its secrets, because Tutu would never reveal its miraculous abilities to them.

"Impossible. You’ve never studied computer science, and you’re not a hacker like Rabbit King. How could you design such an amazing piece of software?" Liu Ruolan immediately recognized the software’s brilliance and asked in astonishment. "This is simply the best language-learning software in existence!"

"After seeing how miraculous Rabbit King’s hacking skills were a while back, I decided to teach myself a bit about computers," Zhang Bin lied.

The two women were once again left utterly speechless. If Zhang Bin had a memory so formidable that he could learn three languages in three days, it made sense that he could learn computer science at an equally incredible speed. To them, him learning to program seemed perfectly normal.

And so, they chose to believe him. After all, one couldn’t judge a genius by the standards of ordinary people.

"Xiao Bin, this software is incredibly valuable. Should we register a company to manage it?" Liu Ruolan asked, her voice full of charm.

"It might have some value, but it’s mainly suited for geniuses. It wouldn’t be very useful for ordinary people," Zhang Bin said.

"No, no, no! This learning method is very scientific. It progresses from simple to advanced, combining dialogue and images to create deep-seated memories. It would be useful for ordinary people too!" Liu Ruolan insisted.

"We can talk about it later when I have time," Zhang Bin said, showing little interest. He had to dedicate his time to cultivation. He also needed to build his laboratory, which was a matter of true importance.

"I have time! I can do it," Liu Ruolan said expectantly.

"Then you do it. I don’t have time to help you," Zhang Bin said. "At most, I can give you some technical support."

Of course, "technical support" simply meant letting Tutu handle it, which wouldn’t take up any of his own time.

"Xiao Bin, you’re too good to me." Liu Ruolan rested her head on Zhang Bin’s shoulder, her face filled with happiness and emotion.

She was moved by his trust in her—handing over such an excellent piece of software for her to manage. This was an enormous fortune, not much less valuable than the Bright Eye Liquid.

Zhang Bin took the opportunity to pull her close, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

"Hello? Am I invisible over here?" Liu Ruomei snapped, stomping her foot.

The two of them reined themselves in a little, reluctantly separating.

Soon, their food and the fine wine arrived.

"Sister Mei, a toast to you..." Zhang Bin filled her glass to the brim, raised his own, and said with a mischievous grin.

Liu Ruomei looked annoyed. She knew exactly what Zhang Bin was up to: he wanted to get her drunk to make it easier for him and Liu Ruolan to be all lovey-dovey. But she had lost the bet, what could she do? She could only down one glass after another.

"Sis, what’s wrong with you today? Why are you drinking so hard? Be careful not to get drunk," Liu Ruolan said worriedly.

"Sister Mei is just happy today, so it’s fine for her to drink a little more," Zhang Bin said with a grin.

Happy my ass! Liu Ruomei fumed internally.

Eventually, Zhang Bin succeeded in getting Liu Ruomei completely drunk, and she ended up throwing up all over the floor. This earned Zhang Bin a round of complaints from Liu Ruolan.

They quickly paid the bill and left.

Zhang Bin carried Liu Ruomei on his back as they left. His heart began to race. This girl seems to be getting curvier. She’s becoming more and more tempting to me.

"Let’s go back to my villa, okay, Xiao Bin?" Liu Ruolan suggested. She was worried about Liu Ruomei and knew it wouldn’t be a good idea to go to Xinyue Residence.

"In that case, you have to... keep me company later," Zhang Bin said, his breathing quickening. "Ruomei is drunk anyway. She won’t know a thing."

Liu Ruolan’s face flushed with shyness. She didn’t dare look at Zhang Bin and simply lowered her head, quickening her pace.

"Heh heh..." Zhang Bin knew he had a shot. A wicked grin spread across his face as he hurried after her.