Chapter 113 The Troubles of Youth

"Hey, Mr. Von Pifiel, are you okay?"

Lynn walked to the young man with a variety of appearances and reached out to pat his shoulder.

Feng Pifei put away his crying expressions just now, and encouraged him to hold up his cheeks, looking strange that suited the young man's character. He watched the waiters on the horse farm perform medical treatment on the injured mount, but he did not step forward. After a moment, he sighed with a long sigh on his back: "Forget it, it seems that I am destined to accomplish nothing!"

Hearing this tone, Lynn overturned his two speculations just now. It seems that Feng Pifei's relationship with this horse is not deep, and the horse's losses did not force him to the point where he had no way out. The reason why he participated in the horse racing seemed to prove something to someone.

At this time, the young man put his hands on his hips and grinned his teeth: "This unlucky day! The unlucky track! Or go to a bar! Mr. Knatsky, are you going together?"

I just came out of the teahouse and I didn't even have noon. It was not suitable to drink, but I felt that this unfortunate guy was negligent in order to say hello to Dinah, and vaguely felt that it was possible to find a chance to cooperate with him. Lynn agreed after thinking a little, and then walked with him to Dinah's side.

"Mr. Von Pifiel is fine, but his horse is broken and he has to be left to the horse farm for treatment. We are going to have a drink to give Mr. Von Pifiel a shock. Are you with us or are you walking around here by yourself?"

"Mr. Von Pifiel, are you really okay?" Dinah said kindly.

The young man spread his hands helplessly: "Apart from being confused all over his body, everything else is good."

Dinah nodded: "Then you go, I don't think I'm suitable for the atmosphere of drinking and chatting for you men. I'm here, and Mr. Shawford will come soon, and I won't be able to find us."

Having said that, Lin En was a little worried after all by leaving such a beautiful wife alone. Dinah saw his thoughts and smiled mischievously: "Don't worry, I won't chat with strangers casually! You guys will go to the teahouse just now, right? When Mr. Shawford comes, I will go with him to find you."

Since the wife had spoken, Lynn didn't say anything, but it was a bit far from going to the teahouse from here. He looked at the young man, and the young man looked at his horse.

"If you don't mind..." Feng Pifei made a gesture to get on the horse.

Lynn didn't think much about it: "Please!"

The young man got on the front and then pulled Lynn up and sat in the back. The two young men felt a little awkward to ride the same horse together, but for the horses under their crotch, it was a good thing that both of them were tall, strong and strong as Lynn.

After falling off the horse for a while, Feng Pifiel was not at all comfortable on the horse. It seemed that falling off the horse was no longer uncommon for him. When he arrived at the teahouse, almost everyone would mock him when he saw his down-and-out appearance. Some called him "the boy of the Pifiel family", and some called him "German", and his tone was ridiculous and provocative. However, Feng Pifiel responded to them with a disdainful face and shouted to the waiter: "Give me the bottle of whiskey last time, and have two more ice-filled cups!"

After sitting down, Lynn asked, "That horse...is yours?"

Von Pifell replied: "Yes! It was my father's gift to me on my birthday last year, a good horse. Now he must be very disappointed in me!"

Sometimes the hopes of my fathers are too heavy, and Lynn speculated: "He wants you to be a good rider?"

Feng Pifeier shook his head with a sad face: "No matter how hard I try, no aspect can be compared with him. He was a top student in school and a cavalry officer in the German Emperor Guards in the army. Even now, he is also a very successful businessman, and I... destined to achieve nothing!"

The cavalry officer of the German Emperor Guards? This is an interesting discovery. Lynn comforted him and said, "But you are still young and have a long time to catch up with your father. Why bother to hurry?"

The waiter brought the wine and the glass. Von Pifiel poured the wine into the glass. He couldn't wait to touch the glass with Lynn, then raised his head and shook his head after smacking his tongue: "Before the age of 16, I was mediocre in my studies, and I would never have the chance to catch up with my father; before the age of 20, I could not enter any army to serve, nor to become a second lieutenant cavalry officer. This would never have the chance to catch up with my father. As for business, my god, my sensitivity to numbers is simply a disgrace to the IQ of the Von Pifiel family. I have helped in business several times and almost fainted from anger."

This is indeed a pitiful child with great pressure. Lin En felt a strong feeling in his heart. In his original era, many children, including himself, lived under similar pressure since childhood. Comparing grades in school, working after graduation, career, wife, etc. in the future, it is really rare to be relaxed in this life.

"It's okay, Sigfred!" Lynn called his name, "Who said that a successful businessman must be sensitive to numbers? To be honest, I think that is just something that small businessmen care about. Real big entrepreneurs rely on intuition and judgment. When you find profitable opportunities, you must take decisive action. If you try every means to calculate the expected profit, the opportunity may have slipped away long ago!"

After drinking two consecutive glasses of wine, Feng Pifei was a little floating, and his eyes were filled with a slight intoxication.

"Mr. Knatsky, you are not a few years older than me, but I feel ashamed when I see you. You must be a successful businessman and have married such a peerless beauty... You are elegant and elegant, just what I dream of!"

Lin En sipped in a sip: "But what you see is just the glossiness on the surface, what is behind it? Do you know how many difficulties and setbacks I have encountered, and how I have overcome them indomitablely? In my opinion, there is no secret to success, and I must use the word "persistence"!"

Von Pifer poured himself a third glass of wine, held the glass and smiled, "Ah, persistence... My father often mentioned 'persistence'. He always said how difficult the four years of war was. Everyone was gritting their teeth and persevering. The side who could persist was the best laugh. If we could persist for a few more months, the result would be completely different! We will still live in our hometown with a strong reputation without having to come to Switzerland to mingle with a group of sophisticated bankers and entrepreneurs, and greet the watchmakers and confectioners every day."

Such complaints are fine at home, but in this place where high-ranking people are active, even if there are no British and American agents lurking around, it is not a good thing to be heard by ulterior motives. Lynn reminded him kindly, but Von Pifell was already alcoholic and squinted and shouted: "What's there to be afraid of? They all call me 'German' and 'Pifell's thugs'. They are jealous of me being younger and handsome than them. They are jealous of me being so handsome that I won seven races in a row. They are purely jealous!"

They were all young people. When compared with Laurenz Bach, a descendant of the old German noble family, he looked like a purely underage child, regardless of his cunning, agility or stability. Lynn looked around with some concern, for fear that this guy would cause him some trouble. Fortunately, the men and ladies around were obviously used to his appearance, either covering their mouths and snickering or simply turning a blind eye.

Despite Lin N's dissuasion, Von Pifeld took the fourth and fifth cups one after another, and each cup was poured with a lot of alcohol. Seeing that the whiskey bottle was almost over, his face was red, his mouth was already incoherent, and he wanted to get up shakingly, but his hand slipped and he fell down under the table with a clang.

There was a burst of laughter around him. The waiter in the teahouse walked over quickly, patting Feng Pifeile's face without any fear or rushing, calling his name. Seeing that he did not respond, he helped him up and sat on the chair.

"Mr. Feng Pifeier is drunk again!" One of the waiters shook his head helplessly. In such a high-end occasion, the only one who thought he was drunk in the morning was the only one.

Another waiter asked Lynn politely: "Sir, are you familiar with Mr. Von Pifell? Has he entrusted you to send him back?"

We have known each other for less than two hours, so we are not familiar with each other. Moreover, Lynn originally planned to stay in the horse farm for at least one day. He looked at the guy who was completely drunk, shook his head and asked the waiter: "Can you inform his family to pick him up on your behalf?"

Seeing that the waiters were hesitant, Lynn took out two CHF 10 bills from his pocket as a tip for them. The waiter said: "Mr. Von Pifel specially reminded him that if he is drunk, he must not notify his family to pick him up. He just needs to arrange a rest place for him and wait until he wakes up naturally."

It turned out that I was afraid that my father would know, but his mood was understandable. Lin En thought for a while: "You can find a place to let him fall asleep first! If he hasn't woken up when we left in the afternoon, we'll find a way to send him back! Do you have his address?"

"Yes!" A waiter quickly took out the paper and pen to write the address to Lin Neng. It seemed that he was eager to get this troubled guy out.

Lynn accepted the address and asked casually: "Does Mr. Von Pifel often get drunk like this?"

"It's always two or three times a week!" replied the waiter.

When he was young, Lin En really felt it was not worth it. Without saying a word, he watched the waiters work together to carry Feng Pifei to the back of the teahouse. Seeing the glamorous gentlemen and ladies around him treat this as a topic of ridicule, he felt that it was not his father who really put pressure on the young man, but such a living and social environment. It was the snobbery in this environment that caused his utilitarian mentality to expand and he lost the direction of his life.

After a while, Dinah and Baron Pat came on horseback. Lynn explained that Von Pifiel was already drunk and was carried to the back to rest. Dinah's regret was just right. Although Baron Pat's expression was always contemptuous, he was less mean in his words. Then Lynn asked him about the matter related to the Pifiel family and learned that Old Von Pifiel was a noble baron from the Second Empire and had been in the Cavalry Department of the German Emperor's Guards.
Chapter completed!