Chapter 247 Thanks to your reminder
As the car drove through the commercial street, it had to slow down due to the large flow of people, passing by slowly.
Perhaps hearing his inner thoughts, as the car slowly passed through the crowded flow of people, Nie Zhengyun inadvertently looked out the window and saw a gentle and handsome figure in the long queue in front of a shop.
He squinted slightly: "Ah Sheng, stop the car."
His subordinates responded and pulled the car over to the side of the road.
Shen Zhaolin is queuing in front of a famous old-established dim sum restaurant.
He counted the heads in front of him, calculating how much longer it would take. While waiting in line, he took a moment to brainstorm ideas for his article. He had only thought of half of it when he heard a voice beside him: "Mr. Chen?"
Shen Zhaolin turned around and saw the Green Gang boss, dressed in a black long robe, standing next to him.
He paused, "Mr. Nie?"
The two were not familiar with each other at all; the last time they met was at Mao Mao's birthday party. Unexpectedly, Nie Zhengyun took the initiative to greet him.
"What a coincidence, Mr. Shen is here to buy some pastries?" Nie Zhengyun looked along the queue and saw the shop assistants bringing out plate after plate of freshly baked pastries. "This is a long-established brand in Haicheng. Mr. Shen likes to eat here too?"
Shen Zhaolin realized what was happening and said, "Oh, I don't like this. I bought it for my mother."
Nie Zhengyun said indifferently, "Mr. Shen is filial, and it seems that he has a good relationship with his family."
"It's alright."
"Mr. Nie, are you here to buy snacks too?" Shen Zhaolin glanced back at the people behind him. He had been queuing for a while, and there were quite a few people behind him. He said politely, "It's almost a holiday, so there are a lot of people buying snacks. This shop has a limited quantity of snacks. You're late, so you might not make it in time."
Nie Zhengyun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a faint smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He said, "I want to buy some pastries as gifts, but I don't know what to buy. Could you please give me some suggestions, Mr. Shen?"
"Me?" Shen Zhaolin was completely confused, but since the person had offered, there was no reason to refuse, so he could only ask, "Who does Mr. Nie want to give it to?"
"For Miss Mao Mao."
"Mao Mao?!" Shen Zhaolin was taken aback, but his attitude quickly became warm: "So it's for Mao Mao, what a coincidence! I was just planning to buy her some snacks."
Nie Zhengyun feigned surprise: "Oh?"
He quickly added, "I also heard that a few days ago, Mr. Shen went to the Marshal's Mansion and said he wanted to be Miss Mao Mao's godfather."
Shen Zhaolin nodded: "That's true."
Nie Zhengyun: "When I saw you last time, you said you were only friends with Miss Mao Mao."
"That's what I originally thought," Shen Zhaolin sighed. "It's all thanks to Mr. Nie for reminding me that I realized that besides being friends, we could also be godfathers—a relationship even closer than just friends!"
Nie Zhengyun: "..."
He paused in turning the ring, his tone stiff: "...Me?"
Shen Zhaolin Xinran echoed, "That's right, thanks to you. This is the first time I've felt such an instant connection with a child, closer than to my nephews and nieces. The moment I saw Mao Mao, I thought she was adorable and I liked her; it wasn't just a simple liking like friendship. Later, after you reminded me, I realized that I wanted a daughter as adorable as her!"
It wasn't a sudden whim or a rash decision on his part.
It was at Mao Mao's birthday party that he got the inspiration. After returning home, he pondered it repeatedly, wondering if he had just acted on a whim.
It turned out that this was not the case.
Mao Mao was exceptionally likable; from the first moment you met her, you couldn't help but want to be close to her and give her all the good things in the world. After this thought crossed his mind, he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if his wife, Bai Zhiyue, were still alive, and the three of them lived together.
After each thought, he would come back to his senses and realize that the corners of his mouth had inexplicably turned up.
Later, on his birthday, he invited Mao Mao to his home, and they spent the whole day together.
That entire day, he was enveloped in happiness and joy, wishing time could stand still on that day. When he talked to Mao Mao about his deceased wife, played with fireworks with Mao Mao, and let Mao Mao sit on his shoulders, all his fantasies came to life.
Although he also has nephews and nieces, the kind of happiness he experiences is irreplaceable by anyone else.
Like Zhiyue, Maomao was tone-deaf. The first time they met, Maomao helped him find the wallet containing Zhiyue's photo. From then on, they hit it off immediately and became good friends. This must be a match made in heaven.
After careful consideration, he finally made up his mind. Before going to the Marshal's Mansion, he also consulted his parents. Neither of them objected.
Unfortunately, Commander Lou did not agree.
Looking back, Shen Zhaolin also felt some regret.
At this moment, looking at Nie Zhengyun, who had reminded him, and thinking that he also wanted to be Mao Mao's godfather, Shen Zhaolin couldn't help but become a little more amiable towards him.
“If you’re buying snacks for Mao Mao, then you don’t need to be picky about the flavors.” Shen Zhaolin enthusiastically shared his experience: “Mao Mao isn’t picky about food. She likes both sweet and savory snacks. It’s more important to have a lot than to be good. This shop is a long-established brand in Haicheng, and the taste has always been good. In addition to the classic flavors they usually sell, they’ve recently launched zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) for the festival. I plan to buy some of each flavor for Mao Mao.”
Nie Zhengyun nodded: "Oh."
He turned around and instructed, "Ah Sheng, go buy some snacks."
His men behind him responded and went to assist.
Instead of patiently queuing like the other customers, his subordinate went straight into the shop.
A short while later, a sign indicating that the shop was closed was put up at the entrance.
The queue immediately became restless.
"Why is it closed?"
"Sold out?"
"I've been queuing here for ages, how come they're sold out so quickly?"
"Yeah, aren't there still plenty on that platform?"
Shen Zhaolin, who was in the queue, also stood on tiptoe and peeked ahead, just like the other customers.
Soon, he saw the shop assistants pack up all the pastries on the counter, including the freshly baked ones. Nie Zhengyun's men also came out of the shop carrying many packages.
The shop assistants came out to explain to the customers.
The Green Gang members wanted to buy up all the remaining dim sum in one go, so that's all for today.
Upon hearing that it was the Green Gang, the guests were speechless.
The Green Gang is a major force in Haicheng, and they act domineeringly, but no one present dared to offend them and could only accept their bad luck.
Fortunately, there are other shops selling dim sum in Haicheng, and it's not dark yet, so there's still time to go to other shops. It's just that the taste isn't as good as this long-established shop.
Shen Zhaolin was also surprised to hear this answer. When he turned around, the Green Gang boss was nowhere to be seen.
Shen Zhaolin: "..."
He touched his nose and dispersed with the crowd.
Mother Shen only loves this pastry shop. If she can't buy it, so be it. It's just a pity that she queued for half a day for nothing.
That Nie Zhengyun from the Green Gang was indeed as unpredictable as the rumors suggested. He was talking to me just a moment ago, but his attitude changed drastically in an instant.
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