After my divorce, I started to have good luck

Chen Feng looked at him with some sympathy, wondering what kind of expression he would have when he lost later.

The group searched around for a while and quickly found a place to arm wrestle, a table originally meant for vases, made of solid wood, very sturdy.

They took off the two vases, and the two of them stood across the table from each other, then squatted down, their right hands clasping each other.

"I'll be the referee!"

Wang Xuelin volunteered, stepping forward to first have the two adjust their arms, then said, "I'll count to three, and then you both start. 1, 2, 3."

Chen Feng and Qin Zhen exerted force against each other. At the beginning, Qin Zhen was relaxed, looking confident. Then, he suddenly felt a strong force from Chen Feng's arm, almost losing his grip.

He was startled and quickly pressed down hard on the table with one hand, tilting his whole body to the left, stopping the decline. His arm went from a thirty-degree angle slanting to the right to a fifteen-degree angle, and he gradually increased his strength, with the angle diminishing.

Only then did Qin Zhen regain his confidence, smiling and continuing to exert more force. He didn't believe that Chen Feng could beat him.

Seeing this, Chen Feng felt a second of sympathy for him.

He was initially a bit worried about whether he could win, having never actually tried it before. But as soon as he started, he was sure of himself.

The reason was simple: Chen Feng had only used sixty to seventy percent of his strength, while Qin Zhen had used at least eighty to ninety percent just to barely match him. The situation was clear.

If it weren't for the fear of making him lose too embarrassingly, Chen Feng could have defeated him in seconds. Of course, increasing the engagement of the three women present and the storytelling of this arm-wrestling match was also a consideration, so he didn't do it.

As Qin Zhen gradually increased his force, he started gaining an advantage, reversing the arm angle from a thirty-degree tilt to the right to a thirty-degree tilt to the left.

However, when the angle was about forty-five degrees, Chen Feng's arm suddenly exerted great force again, and the advantage began to diminish, angles going from a thirty-degree tilt to the left to a fifteen-degree angle until Qin Zhen's arm was back to a thirty-degree tilt to the right.

"Come on! Come on! Qin Zhen, put in more effort!" Wang Xuelin couldn't help but cheer for Qin Zhen.

Wu Mengting and Sun Xiaorui didn't want to be outdone and hurried to cheer for Chen Feng.

"Brother, give it your all, beat him!"

"Just a little more, increase the force, you're about to win."

By now, Qin Zhen's cool composure was long gone, and his expression showed a bit of constipation due to the exertion.

Whereas Chen Feng was much more composed, looking serious but relatively calm compared to Qin Zhen.

After using all his strength, Qin Zhen seemed to reclaim the advantage.

Only Chen Feng knew he was intentionally giving leeway. Winning too easily would look bad, considering Qin Zhen was one of his few true friends. He didn't want this little bet to spoil their friendship.

So the two of them kept pressing and countering each other for several rounds without a decisive win.

"Damn, Fengzi, your endurance is something else."

As Qin Zhen once again gained the upper hand, he couldn't help but complain with a flushed face. By now, he was drenched in sweat.

Chen Feng, acting earnestly in their mock contest, was also sweating a little. One had to admit that Qin Zhen's grip was indeed strong; if he hadn't "cheated," an ordinary person would truly struggle to beat him.

Moreover, even with his "cheat," Chen Feng's advantage wasn't overwhelming, just one or two levels stronger at most.

"Do you still dare to say you'd definitely beat me now?"

"Damn! How did you train, kid? I'm really a little skeptical here."

Qin Zhen finished speaking and closed his mouth, gritting his teeth and increasing his effort again.

Chen Feng also closed his mouth, straining to resist, beginning to feel a bit of strain himself. Deciding to end it, after ten-plus minutes of back and forth, they were both pretty tired.

This time, Chen Feng mustered up all his strength, and everyone watched as Qin Zhen's arm was slowly overpowered by Chen Feng, finally slamming down on the table with a thud.

"Victory! Brother, you are the best!" Wu Mengting immediately clapped her hands jubilantly in applause.

Sun Xiaorui, though more reserved, also smiled broadly and clapped in approval.

Qin Zhen, panting, looked at Chen Feng with an unwilling and frustrated expression, while Wang Xuelin directly covered her face with both hands, wailing, "I've lost months of wages. The dishes at Fuman Building are too expensive!"

"Don't look at me like that. I told you, after three days, you have to view a person with fresh eyes. See, I wasn't lying, right?" Chen Feng said with a grin, arching his eyebrows at him.

Qin Zhen sighed, "Kid, your strength really surpassed my expectations. It's true, we haven't seen each other for years, and you've become a stranger to me."

"We may not be what we were, but we are still ourselves. Many things have changed over the years, but our friendship hasn't. Wouldn't you agree?" Chen Feng said solemnly, then winked at Qin Zhen.

Qin Zhen shivered at these somewhat familiar, literary words, and Chen Feng's playful wink made him get goosebumps all over.

"Damn, could you not be so mushy? My girlfriend is watching us here."

Qin Zhen looked over at Wang Xuelin with some guilt, and at that moment, she was looking at him with exasperation and said, "You grew all those muscles for nothing, losing arm wrestling to this chubby homebody like Chen Feng."

When Chen Feng heard this, he feigned anger and said, "Lei Zhenzi, are you going to do anything about this? Listen to what your girl just said, how am I a chubby homebody?"

Qin Zhen retorted irritably, "You are a homebody, constantly staying at home, with such a big belly. Where did she say anything wrong?"

Chen Feng was at a loss for words. Even though he started losing weight months ago, his "five-month pregnant belly" was still quite prominent. Besides, he indeed didn't enjoy going out much, with a small social circle, usually staying at home unless necessary.

The group couldn't help but burst into laughter seeing him unable to counter the claim.

However, Wu Mengting still defended Chen Feng, saying, "Even though he's still a bit chubby, he has improved a lot. He used to weigh 180 pounds, but now he's down to around 160."

Qin Zhen looked Chen Feng up and down, nodding, "You've slimmed down a bit, but you're still chunky, Fengzi. I think you should exercise more and also watch what you eat."

Chen Feng felt a pang of hurt from his words and retaliated, "You two better accept your defeat, three meals at Fuman Building, first one tonight. We'll order all the signature dishes."

Wang Xuelin immediately glared at Chen Feng as if looking at an enemy, gritting her teeth, "You're ruthless."

Ordering all Fuman Building's signature dishes would cost over ten thousand because it included "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall," "Tai Shi Snake Soup," "Cordyceps and Ginseng Soup," "Scallion Fried Sea Cucumber"... and most needed an individual serving, with five people, you can imagine the price. Add in a few more dishes and drinks, and it's definitely over ten thousand.

This time, it was Chen Feng's turn to lead the laughter, teasing, "Why not just forget it? I told you before, if you lose, you'll lose months of wages. But you didn't listen."

"Absolutely not." Wang Xuelin immediately said seriously, "A bet is a bet, I'll stick to my words."

Qin Zhen pretended to be magnanimous, saying, "Exactly, although we don't have much money, living on a fixed salary, unlike you, we can still afford three meals at Fuman Building."

Wang Xuelin gave him a sidelong death glare, saying directly, "You pay for it!"

Qin Zhen was stunned and then exclaimed, "Why me? I'm not the one who lost."

Wang Xuelin justified herself, "Because you didn't live up to expectations! I trusted you'd win, but you lost. You disappointed me! Can you really justify not paying?"

Qin Zhen was left speechless, unable to argue.

Seeing him like this, the group laughed heartily once more.

Chen Feng sympathetically patted his shoulder, having heard before that Wang Xuelin had a strong personality, and it seemed true. Moreover, she had been his ex-girlfriend and now wanted to get back together; Qin Zhen, the silly boy looked like he was getting tied down.

Judging from today's scene, one could fully imagine the tough life ahead for his good buddy Qin Zhen.