20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3480 Xiao Zhou's Eye for Opportunities

The reason why Yan You hasn't been hunted down yet is primarily due to her caution and ability to resist temptation, just like how she and Chu Yourong both initially signed up for that host competition.

She ultimately decided to give up, while Chu Yourong chose to compete in the Zhengzhou competition area.

Secondly, they start on university campuses, during their probationary period. After graduation, they enter the sales offices of golf villas. In this high-end place, unless the sales staff want to go out and make money or use their looks to boost sales, no one dares to say they have the ability to force the sales staff to do anything.

After entering Green Garden Mountain City, because it was Zhao Chang'an who introduced them, and because Green Garden Group had been thoroughly purged by Shan Qiang and Zhao Chang'an with ruthless methods, those who were dishonest were either purged and kicked out, or people like Ji Lianyun became obedient, so they had a comfortable year or so without any messy things.

Now, with the entry of lecherous old men like Mu Yongjin, the rules of the game have clearly begun to change.

Zhao Chang'an sighed. Actually, there's no need to say that Mu Yongjin is shameless, vulgar, and shameless. From a human nature perspective, this is just the behavior of a normal man. Throughout history, emperors, ministers, civil officials, military generals, landlords, and wealthy merchants, even when they were old and gray, still liked beautiful eighteen-year-old girls. Otherwise, how could the poem "A pear tree overshadows a crabapple" have been passed down?

It was not yet seven in the morning, and the warm sun was slowly rising in the east. After several days of going around in circles, he had invited all the guests he needed to, and he had clearly expressed his opinions and attitudes to the people he wanted to recruit, regardless of whether it would work out or not.

Zhao Chang'an decided to take a day off today and go home to talk to his parents.

As the car entered the old town and passed the Tiedong District Farmers' Market, Zhao Chang'an saw that Zhouji Lamb Soup Shop was open, and even the tables set up at the entrance were full of people.

And many of them were in groups, some were drinking and playing drinking games, with peanuts, salted duck eggs, and boiled mutton with dipping sauce on the table.

It must be those relatives who live far away visiting each other, sleeping in the city at their relatives' homes at night, and whose hosts don't want to go through the trouble of making a big, lavish breakfast in the morning, so they simply bring them over to drink mutton soup.

A bowl of pure mutton soup costs five yuan. Adding a packet of instant noodles costs six yuan. Adding tofu skin, bean curd sticks, and eggs costs another yuan. Mutton meatballs cost three for one yuan. Beef is priced by weight. A sesame seed cake costs fifty cents.

Refills of soup are free.

Therefore, a large bowl of luxurious mutton soup is not cheap, costing around ten or twenty yuan. If there are seven or eight people, including relatives and one's own family, it would cost over one hundred yuan.

Like that table of people drinking and playing drinking games early in the morning, a little over a hundred yuan wasn't enough. Actually, those relatives like to drink, which saves them the trouble of preparing a big meal early in the morning, and it also boosts the economy, so it's a win-win-win situation.

Through the closed car window, Zhao Chang'an saw Mr. and Mrs. Zhou, Xiao Zhou, and two young female waitresses, all busy at work.

However, Hu Qian and her goddaughter Zhou Zhou were nowhere to be seen.

That makes sense, given the cold weather and the early morning, how could Hu Qian possibly get up so early and bring a child with her?

Zhao Chang'an took out his phone and dialed his mother's number.

“Calling so early? Your dad and I are still asleep. Lu Baosan and the others had dinner at our house last night and played cards until after 4 a.m..”

Zhang Lishan was yawning over there.

"Then you two can continue sleeping. I was originally asking if you wanted to drink Zhouji's mutton soup."

"When will you come back?"

"Let's go tonight. I have things to do all day. I'll go home after dinner."

"Okay, then your dad and I will sleep a little longer."

Zhao Chang'an hung up the phone, knowing that the two of them would probably sleep until one or two in the afternoon. If they were going to have dinner at home that evening, they would have to get up before midnight. They certainly couldn't say they were leaving tomorrow, otherwise they wouldn't be able to sleep now.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Chang'an thought about leaving his hometown of Shancheng tomorrow. Although he couldn't say he was reluctant to leave, after all, a good man's ambition lies in all directions, he still felt a little awkward. For a moment, he lost his appetite for mutton soup.

It was only seven o'clock in the morning. In this mountain town during the Lunar New Year, unless there were relatives coming to visit at noon and they had to get up early to prepare lunch, most people were still sleeping in.

Zhao Chang'an didn't want to go back to the hotel, because if he went back, he wouldn't be able to leave those people behind and act alone again.

He felt lost and didn't know where to go. There were many places he could go, but he felt there was no need to make a special trip to any of them.

It wasn't good to just leave the car parked on the side of the road. Zhao Chang'an knew that Xiao Zhou had always harbored hostility and rejection towards him, and he didn't understand where Xiao Zhou's mentality came from.

His father had been kind to his family back then. Perhaps on that day, his mother pulled him down to kneel because he didn't want to, to thank his father. In fact, his father didn't want this kind of gratitude from his mother and son, but since men and women shouldn't touch each other, he couldn't help Xiao Zhou's mother up in time.

Did I hurt his pride?

Zhao Chang'an turned his head and glanced through the car window at Xiao Zhou, who was busy finding money, and grinned.

Xiao Zhou, as if sensing something, shivered violently, feeling a chill run down his spine, like someone suddenly seeing a sinister king cobra lurking in the grass at their feet.

He just couldn't quite figure out what was causing his feelings. Was it because he had a big fight with his wife yesterday afternoon, and she took their daughter and went back to her parents' house, so he didn't sleep well last night?
"Brother Zhou, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xia, the waitress next to him, asked Zhou, whose face suddenly looked a little pale, with concern, "Why don't you sit down for a while, I'll settle the bill."

Xiao Zhou shook his head and forced a smile at Xiao Xia, saying, "It's okay, you go ahead with your work."

Looking at Xiaoxia wearing a black, durable, short cotton-padded jacket, revealing her hips and legs in jeans, her figure was rather robust, and she looked like the kind of person who could do a lot of work.

The two waitresses her father hired were also girls of this build, unlike his wife, who was so slender she seemed like she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Looking at Xiaoxia's energetic back, her thick legs swayed as she took each step, her hips bobbing up and down.

Xiao Zhou stared blankly at her—this was a truly hardworking and capable girl, unlike his wife, who was not only lazy but also very domineering!

Zhao Chang'an captured this scene accurately, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

This kid's preferences are completely contrary to the direction of human aesthetic development!
He had talked to Hu Qian once before. Hu Qian said that she and Xiao Zhou rarely did anything together, mainly because she couldn't stand the smell of mutton on him. No matter how much she took a shower, she couldn't get rid of it. Her breath also smelled the same. She still refuses to kiss him.

At the time, Zhao Chang'an thought it was Hu Qian's fault, a beautiful, slender woman who looked down on her butcher husband.

However, looking at it now, it seems that this may not be the case. This Xiao Zhou is more like a boy who likes to herd sheep in the mountains without any restraint.

As Zhao Chang'an was about to start the car, he turned his head and caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that Old Zhou and his woman were both glancing at Xiao Zhou and Xiao Xia.

The emotions in his eyes were complex and strange.

It seems that there is still a long way to go in promoting holistic education, and we need to teach all their children to be the same.

Especially now that the education system is being strictly enforced, it's not a matter of treating people to a meal. People like Lao Zhou, who are both ignorant and wealthy, often start to have evil thoughts.