"So what's your cousin's uncle's name?"
Du Chen asked without giving up.
"It seems to be called a bar, but it's not. Why are you asking this?"
Wang Yue felt that Du Chen was nervous.
"Guo Degang?"
Du Chen ignored Wang Yue's doubts and continued to question Wang Yue.
"It seems so, but no, how did you know? Why are you so nervous?"
Du Chen looked at the fat man in front of him with a silly smile on his face, and suddenly felt that the world was too small. Wang Yue actually had such connections. Why go to university? It would be better to learn crosstalk and earn more.
"Du Chen? Du Chen?"
Wang Yue called Du Chen.
"Oh, I was thinking of my junior high school classmate. He really likes crosstalk. Do you think we can take him with us when we go? He really wants to learn crosstalk!"
Du Chen recovered and asked Wang Yue directly.
"Going to listen to crosstalk and meet someone is definitely fine, but I wouldn't say anything about becoming a disciple. Crosstalk has a lot of rules, and it takes several years of observation to become a disciple. Are you sure your classmate can endure that hardship?"
"That's his own business. I'm just a matchmaker. As for whether he can learn it, or whether he's willing to learn it, that's his own problem. Don't you agree?"
Du Chen saw things very clearly, and Zhao Pengfei had been his friend for many years, so he would naturally help if he could, but the rest depended on Zhao Pengfei himself. It was impossible for him to control Zhao Pengfei for his entire life, and at most, the friendship between them would prevent him from starving to death. If Zhao Pengfei wanted to succeed and become rich, it would depend on himself.
"Okay, then let's set a time and go to the teahouse to listen to crosstalk together!"
Wang Yue agreed immediately.
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