Chapter 100: Money and girls, I want them all! (Subscribe)
Two hours later, the car drove off the highway, crossed the Dongjindu Bridge and headed towards the old city.
Mengjie was sent home first, and Wang Zihao got off the car at Qipan Street.
Chen Yansen sat back in the driver's seat, drove along North Street, and finally parked the car in front of the Guobin Bookstore.
The students are on winter vacation, and the bookstore is deserted, just like the weather.
Chen Guobin was holding a novel as thick as a brick and reading it intently.
“Ding ding ding——!”
Chen Yansen honked the horn twice and flashed his headlights at Chen Guobin.
"Damn! What's the big deal about driving a junky car?" Chen Guobin raised his hands to cover his eyes, cursed, threw down the novel, and walked out.
Just as he was about to curse, the BMW window rolled down and a reckless smiling face appeared before him. It was his bastard son.
"If your mother knew her son was so successful, she would probably wake up laughing every day." Chen Guobin swallowed the second half of the swear word and sighed.
"Old Chen, you were not bad back then. That big Jinbei you drove in the 1990s was pretty cool, wasn't it?" Chen Yansen pointed at the broken car at the door and joked with a smile.
This golden cup makes noise everywhere except the horn.
"Okay, you go home first. I still have a while to close the stall." Chen Guobin rolled his eyes and waved his hand.
"The students are on vacation, and you are waiting here for ghosts to come? I'll close the shop and take you out for a big dinner, and then treat it as the New Year's Eve." Chen Yansen said unhappily.
The Guobin Bookstore is located near the school, which has both advantages and disadvantages. During holidays, the entrance is so deserted that even sparrows don't come.
Chen Guobin turned his head and looked around. Indeed, the streets were very quiet. There was not even a barking dog. Adding the words "celebrate the Little New Year", he nodded and agreed.
He turned back to the entrance of the bookstore and began to organize magazines, newspapers and teaching supplementary books, packing them into boxes one by one and moving them into the house. He did this repetitive and boring work for twenty years.
Chen Yansen watched for a while and took the initiative to get out of the car to help.
"Just sit there and take a rest. Don't mess up my books by being so clumsy." Chen Guobin didn't appreciate it and said with disgust on his face.
Chen Yansen was holding two books. When he heard what he said, he threw them away.
After just a few minutes of playing the role of a good son, he became impatient and took out his cell phone to chat with Meng Jie and Song Yuncheng.
The old man likes to be busy, so let him do it alone.
About an hour later, Chen Guobin pulled down the shutter door and said to Chen Yansen, "Let's go."
Chen Yansen put away his phone, nodded, got in the car and sat in the driver's seat.
"Are we going to Juhongsheng or Chunshenlou?"
After Chen Guobin fastened his seat belt, Chen Yansen began to ask.
Both of these are local, long-established restaurants that have been open for decades. Their cuisine is very much to the local liking and everyone loves to go there.
"Just find any food stall." Chen Guobin muttered softly.
"Forget it, let's go to Chunshen Tower." Chen Yansen made the decision directly and drove out of the city.
Although Chen Guobin didn't say it, he was very satisfied in his heart. First, Chen Yansen was much calmer than when he was in high school, and second, his son's filial piety warmed his heart.
As for Chen Yansen always calling him "Old Chen", he had long been accustomed to it.
The New Year was approaching, and when Chen Yansen arrived at the restaurant, the waiter said that the private rooms were all booked, but the hall was noisy again.
Seeing Chen Yansen frown, Chen Guobin said softly, "It's OK to sit in the hall."
"Please arrange a private room for me. The amount of the meal will not be less than twice your minimum consumption."
Chen Yansen was well aware of the unspoken rules in the catering industry. He said there were no private rooms, but he was just serving dishes based on the customer's needs because he was afraid that their low consumption would affect business.
"Okay, please come this way." The waiter's attitude changed instantly, as if he had become a different person.
"..." Chen Guobin looked at the waiter and then at his son, and then he understood the meaning of "money makes the world go round".
The father and son entered the private room, and Chen Yansen ordered a lot of food, a combination of meat and vegetables, and he picked the expensive ones. Three or four dishes were more than three times the minimum consumption for the private room.
This was the first time in his life that he invited Lao Chen to dinner.
Chen Guobin wanted to persuade him, but when he saw Chen Yansen's attitude, he realized that this kid had been disobedient before and would not listen to him in the future.
"Another bottle of Moutai." Chen Yansen said to the waiter.
It’s not that I want to drink it, but Old Chen has never tasted it, so I just consider it as a way of honoring the old man.
"It's not appropriate to drink while driving." Chen Guobin shook his head and refused.
"It's okay, just call a designated driver." Chen Yansen said lightly, blocking Lao Chen's way out.
After the waiter left, the two looked at each other, and no one said a word.
After a long silence, Chen Guobin suddenly said, "Your third uncle came to me last month and wanted you to go and pay New Year's greetings to your grandparents."
"Do you agree?" Chen Yansen picked up the teacup, took a sip and asked.
"No, I told you to make the decision yourself." Chen Guobin said in a muffled voice.
"Old Chen, it's not that I'm heartless. When I was a child, you took me to my grandpa's house. I still remember all the sarcasm and ridicule. They didn't think I was young and had forgotten everything, did they?"
Chen Yansen snorted coldly, and his meaning was very clear: I won’t go! “Well, okay, I’ll make it clear to your third uncle next time.” Chen Guobin knew the Liang family’s style.
Nowadays, people want to build a relationship with Chen Yansen simply because they have heard that he has made a lot of money from his business and want to take advantage of the opportunity to pay New Year's greetings.
"Tell me about you. You are only 41 years old this year. Are you really not going to find another one? I am not interested in taking care of you in your old age. You have to find a wife and live comfortably."
Chen Yansen spoke in an elder-like manner, as if he was scolding his son.
"I really don't have this plan." Chen Guobin stared, and after more than ten seconds, he sighed and said in a muffled voice.
"Then I won't care about you since you're old." Chen Yansen smiled and didn't care about Chen Guobin's feelings at all.
"I have money, why should you care about me?" Chen Guobin snorted coldly.
After saying that, the two fell silent again.
Over the past decade, they have gotten used to this way of getting along.
When the food and wine were served, the two men clinked their glasses tentatively. After a few drinks, Chen Guobin finally relaxed a little.
"The girl you mentioned last time, is she in the same school as you?" Chen Guobin asked with a smile, slightly tipsy.
"Yes, her father is the president of the Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Bank, and her mother is an English teacher at the Experimental Primary School. She is an only child, and all her family property will belong to me from now on."
Chen Yansen said casually.
"You are not only after the girl, but you also want her family property?" Chen Guobin was angry and amused. He couldn't believe that this thing was actually his son.
"What else? Should I learn from you?" Chen Yansen retorted.
Chen Guobin has three uncles, two of whom dislike him. Only the youngest brother-in-law is willing to associate with him because of his good relationship with Liang Huizhen.
The father-in-law treats Chen Guobin even less than he treats his own dog.
"By the way, last time I asked you to buy a few more tube buildings from the Salt Company. Have you bought them?" Seeing that Old Chen was lowering his head and looking depressed, Chen Yansen quickly changed the subject.
"I bought two houses. When the houses are really demolished, I will..." Chen Guobin stopped talking halfway.
At this time, he also realized that with the speed at which Chen Yansen was making money, there was no need for him to prepare a wedding house.
This guy is shameless. He is not only eyeing the girl, but also coveting her property. There is no need for him to worry about buying a house.
"If you want to buy a dozen more, I'll lend you some money. After the demolition, you can go to Chunshen Commercial Street and buy a few more shops to collect rent."
With just a few words, Chen Yansen planned Chen Guobin's retirement life.
"Let's talk about it later." Chen Guobin couldn't bring himself to use Chen Yansen's money. Even if it was a loan, he couldn't ask.
Chen Yansen smiled. This was the reason why Lao Chen had been poor all his life. He couldn’t even seize the opportunity to make money. He was thin-skinned and had too strong a sense of morality.
Chen Yansen thought it through and decided not to force Lao Chen. He planned to go back and find an agent to handle the matter himself.
The two of them clinked glasses and got along like friends or buddies, definitely not like father and son.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Old Chen stood up shakily, squinting his eyes and smiling.
Chen Yansen responded and clicked on the picture sent by Mengjie. There were three people in the family, and the table was full of home-cooked dishes. It looked like the cooking skills were good, so he replied: "Our mother is a great cook. I want to go over and have dinner with her tomorrow?"
"Mom, Chen Yansen praised your cooking skills and wanted to come to our house for dinner?" Meng Jie didn't think too much and told the story truthfully. Chen Yansen's words 'our mom' made her cheeks blush.
"Ah!?" Meng Jie's mother Zhang Yanni was stunned and looked at Meng Zhenguo.
"Isn't it too fast?" Zhang Yanni asked. She knew Chen Yansen and had heard her daughter talk about his achievements in college.
When he was just a freshman in college, he had already achieved a valuation of 2.8 billion for his company, which was quite impressive. She didn't object to their relationship.
But it was still hard for her to accept meeting her parents so early.
"This kid is just trying to coax you. If you really let him come, he will definitely find an excuse to refuse." Meng Zhenguo curled his lips, his tone very firm.
"Okay, my mom said that she will go to the vegetable market early tomorrow morning and prepare some signature dishes for you." Meng Jie was dissatisfied when she heard what her father said, so she tested Chen Yansen.
"Tomorrow? What a coincidence. My mother came to me in a dream and said that she didn't have enough money down there and asked me to burn some for her." Chen Yansen replied immediately.
"I told you, this kid is like a reincarnated fox spirit, talking nonsense." Meng Zhenguo pointed at the message, looking as if it was true and he had foreseen everything.
"The day after tomorrow at noon." Chen Yansen sent another message.
Meng Jie held up her phone, waved it in front of Meng Zhenguo's eyes, and said with a pout, "Dad, you guessed wrong!"
Meng Zhenguo stared and thought to himself, why doesn't this kid play by the rules? He didn't want to entertain Chen Yansen.
The other side.
Chen Yansen waited in the box for a long time, but Chen Guobin hadn't come back yet. He wondered in his heart: Could it be that Old Chen drank too much and fell asleep in the toilet?
Thinking of this, he got up and went out, heading towards the bathroom.
After taking a few steps, I saw Chen Guobin arguing with a man in his fifties with red faces and thick necks.
"Old Chen, what's going on?" Chen Yansen stepped forward, pushed away the man who was arguing with Old Chen, looked at Chen Guobin and asked.
"Look, this kid you taught has no manners at all. He didn't even say hello when he saw his uncle." Liang Anguo pointed at Chen Guobin's nose and scolded.
Uncle?
Chen Yansen turned to look at him and grinned, "Mr. Liang, you're in the supermarket business? Do you believe that I can open another one across from your house and force you to close down?"
What a shitty uncle! Chen Yansen would not give him face! "Boy, you dare!" Liang Anguo covered his chest, very angry, pointed at Chen Yansen, wanted to curse but didn't dare.
He heard that Chen Yansen made a lot of money in the Internet industry, often hundreds of millions, and his small supermarket could not afford the loss.
"Get lost!" Chen Yansen cursed and warned, "Be more respectful to my dad next time you see him, or I don't mind spending tens of millions to take over your business."
Liang Guoan didn't expect Chen Yansen to be so ruthless. His face turned pale and blue and he stood there at a loss.
Chen Yansen pulled Chen Guobin back to the box. He was too lazy to deal with the Liang family.
"Well, he is your uncle after all." Chen Guobin sighed.
"Please be tougher next time. If someone points at you and scolds you, just fight back. I will back you up," Chen Yansen taught.
"You little bastard! I'm not a child. I'm old, and I still want to fight with others?" Chen Guobin had to smile bitterly, holding the wine, his eyes red, obviously he was thinking about his wife again.
Chen Yansen smiled and thought to himself: Even if I meet a girl like my mother, it won’t stop me from falling in love with another girl.
Life is so long, and it’s such a waste to only love one person!
After having a good meal and a few drinks, Chen Yansen called a designated driver and drove the car back to the staff building of the Salt Company.
When the neighbors nearby saw the BMW downstairs, they all started to discuss who the car belonged to.
It was not until they saw Chen Yansen helping Chen Guobin up the stairs that they were sure that the news was correct and that the Chen family's son had indeed become rich.
Room 401.
Chen Yansen was lying on the bed, clicking on the news link forwarded by the middleman. The headline was: Amazon’s internal cleanup, former channel director Zhang Hanhua was detained.
"Mr. Zhang, it seems that you won't have to worry about food and drink in the future. When you come out in five years, you will have an extra skill to support your family. Don't thank me too much."
Chen Yansen smiled slightly and talked to himself.
It doesn’t really matter whether he was responsible for the fake liquor incident or not.
Chen Yansen is a person who, once he becomes suspicious, even if it really wasn't you, he will treat it as if you did it and beat you to death. This is his usual style.
(End of this chapter)
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