Chapter 154 What does your grandma talk to you about?
"Not close, about a half-hour drive. It's not where he lives, it's his company."
There's not a lot of places to eat within a ten-mile radius of his company's awful place, and he's already run through every place within a half-hour drive." Wen Yulan said with a smile.
"The other road at the turning point of Panjiatai Community you mentioned is called Jinfeng Road?" Wen Jin asked excitedly.
"Yes." Zhao Xiaojing thought for a moment and nodded.
"Turn another corner on Jinfeng Road and you will reach the entrance to the elevated road. My place is at the third intersection of the elevated road. There is usually no traffic jam on that road, so half an hour is more than enough." Wen Jin became more and more happy as he spoke, and used gestures to explain the way to Zhao Xiaojing.
"When will it open? Do you take orders?"
"I accepted it. It will take about a month. Painting the outside is simple, but we have to tear down the original warehouse and build a kitchen. The outside is more than 70 square meters, and the kitchen is more than 30 square meters." Zhao Xiaojing said.
"That'll be quick. Not a month, maybe ten days, half a month, or at most twenty days. It all depends on the schedule of your decorators. If they're tight on time, they can finish it in a week," Wen Yulan said after some calculations. "Then let it air out and get rid of the smell. We'll be ready to open by the end of the month."
"Then I'll wait for you to open. I have over thirty employees waiting to be fed!" Wen Jin immediately responded. "When the time is right, I'll just call a runner to get the food."
"So this is Uncle Wen's own company!" Employee Zhao Xiaojing suddenly realized it after hearing this.
"So you just found out now what your grandma always talks to you about? Doesn't she always talk about where my son and daughter are, what jobs they have, and what school her grandson goes to?" Wen Jin asked puzzledly.
It seems that Zhao Xiaojing is very familiar with everyone in the family, and his mother always mentions Jingjingjingjing when she calls. Could he be wrong?
"Uh, this..." Zhao Xiaojing was choked for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Old Mrs. Fan really likes to chat about family matters, and she also likes to talk about her sons and daughters, work, life and everything else.
But whenever they talked about Wen Jin, Grandpa Wen would join the group chat, and then the old couple would start to complain with disgust, turning a casual chat into a criticism meeting.
They all say that he is pretentious and nosy, and that he is like Lin Daiyu who lives by the sea, with a heart as thin as a needle tip but nosy.
So Zhao Xiaojing knew him very well. She knew that his eyes would turn red easily, he had a strong control over his family, and he would cry if things didn't go his way. But she knew nothing about him. She had no idea that he was in Jiangcheng or what his job was.
"How can we talk about that all the time? The old lady has a lot of topics to talk about. You'll know when you go back and talk to her." Wen Yulan winked at Zhao Xiaojing to smooth things over. It was obvious that she knew the inside story and was joking with Wen Jin. Zhao Xiaojing couldn't help but laugh when she saw this.
"Really? Then why doesn't the old lady talk to me?" Wen Jin frowned suspiciously.
"Every time you call, does the old lady have any chance to speak? She only listens to you." Wen Yulan said lightly. When Wen Jin heard it, he grinned and laughed.
"Your Uncle Wen is amazing. He built his own company from scratch, even though it's a field that no one at home understands and can't help with. This company has been running for fifteen or sixteen years now."
Wen Yulan collected the sugar water that the three people drank cleanly, took a kettle of cold water and poured tea for the two of them, and praised Zhao Xiaojing in front of Wen Jin.
Wen Jin obviously enjoyed listening to it. He smiled with the same crow's feet as Wen Yulan, and crossed his arms as he listened to Wen Yulan praising him.
"Don't be fooled by the fact that your Uncle Wen's media company only has a little over 30 employees. It's a small company, but it's full of elites. The singers and bands that have emerged from them over the past decade, while their styles are relatively niche, are considered leaders in their respective categories. The Yu Lin Ling band, which has been a hit on variety shows in recent years, is from his company.
It's just that Uncle Wen is quite low-key in this regard. These singers are already quite niche, and he claims that his partner is the boss and he only makes the actual decisions behind the scenes. So appearing on TV and giving interviews are all about his other side. Uncle Wen just focuses on the practical work.
"It turns out that Uncle Wen is also a musician." Zhao Xiaojing nodded and looked at Wen Jin in surprise.
"Haha, your Uncle Wen was indeed like that when he was young. When he first entered the society, he also had pigtails, played bass, and talked about being an immortal rock star every day." Wen Yulan was so happy when she talked about that scene.
"Uncle Wen took this path when he was young, quite wild." Zhao Xiaojing also laughed.
"Oh, don't mention it. What wildness? I can't be wild anymore after being caught by your grandma! A few slaps turned me back to my original form and even twisted my braids!" Wen Jin smacked his lips and frowned with a complicated smile.
"Grandma's fighting ability is so strong?" Zhao Xiaojing was shocked again.
"Your grandma is easy to talk to now. She looks kind and gentle when she chats with you. But when she was young, she was very irritable and would yell at you!" Wen Jin pouted and shook his head. "Now that she's older, her temper has improved a lot, but she's still stubborn. Ask your Aunt Wen how many beatings your second uncle received as a child."
"Second uncle?" Zhao Xiaojing looked puzzled.
"My younger brother, your Uncle Wen's older brother, is the second child in our family," Wen Yulan explained. "I'm the oldest, helping with chores and being obedient. I've rarely been spanked by your grandmother. But the second child was a bandit leader since he was a child. He has the most similar personality to your grandmother and is the most stubborn. You could say he grew up under her beatings."
As for your third uncle, he grew up watching your second uncle being beaten. He had a negative role model as an example since he was young, so he became much smarter.
Your second uncle would never say a word or admit his mistake even if he was beaten to death. The more your grandmother beat him, the angrier she became, and the harder she beat him.
When it was your third uncle's turn, your grandmother would slap him and tears would stream down his face. Whenever she tried to scold him or say something harsh, his eyes would turn red. Your grandmother would just let it go, so he rarely got beaten.
"Heroes are made by the times, and Uncle San knows how to judge the situation." Zhao Xiaojing tilted her head and concluded. This time she finally understood the reasons for the formation of Wen Jin's character.
"Hahaha." Wen Jin laughed a few times after hearing what Zhao Xiaojing said. "After decades of assessing the situation, you only showed your strength for once, tied your pigtails and formed a band, and immediately got rejected by your grandma."
"What happened next? Did grandma agree to let you continue to make music?" Zhao Xiaojing asked curiously.
"She disagreed, but she didn't understand. Later, I came to Jiangcheng. The mountains are high and the emperor is far away, so I just told her that I was working in the media industry. This is also the reason why I only dared to work behind the scenes. Even the company was claimed to be run by my partner alone.
"But later on, when she got older and realized I was still in the music business, she just rolled her eyes at me and didn't say anything," Wen Jin said cheerfully.
"That's because your grandma turned a blind eye to it. When she was young, she beat your Uncle Wen and felt that she had acted too aggressively. She said that your Uncle Wen had been spoiled since he was a child and had never been beaten. Don't let a few slaps from her make him lose his own opinion." Wen Yulan said to Zhao Xiaojing while shaking the tea.
Wen Jin was silent for a moment, then pursed his lips in a bitter smile, then turned to look at Zhao Xiaojing and changed the subject. "Jingjing, let's get in touch later. When you open, let me know so I can order food from you."
"Okay, I'll invite you to my place for dinner when we open. Bring your family along and we'll have a lively dinner together!" Zhao Xiaojing invited.
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