20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3802 Jin Feiyue's Ideas
Hearing Zhao Chang'an jokingly say that she was the Crown Princess, Chu Guangying's pretty face flushed slightly. She secretly glanced at Wen Ye, who was speaking expressionlessly, and felt too embarrassed to kick Zhao Chang'an anymore.

Everyone took their seats.

"Mr. Zhao, do you still remember me? We met once before."

Shen Youli asked Zhao Chang'an with a smile.

"I remember, Liu took a picture of you back then, and I heard it later won some kind of award. Did he give you a share of the money?"

At that time, Chu Yourong went to Zhengzhou to register for the national host competition auditions. While he was waiting for Chu Yourong in the corridor on the third floor of the TV station, Da Liu, who was next to him, took a camera and shouted at a girl passing by below: "Shen Youli!"

While she was looking up, he snapped a photo. Later, Da Liu sent one to Zhao Chang'an, saying that since he had won an award, he wouldn't share the money with him, but he could give him a photo.

The photo, named 'Looking Up,' makes Shen Youli look beautiful, especially in the May light and shadow, where the shadows of camphor trees fall on her skirt like dark patterns.

The literal meaning of the photo's title is that the girl in the photo is looking up, but it also implies that the man the girl is looking at is actually 'looking up' at this stunningly beautiful fairy.

However, more than anything, it was because Lao Liu was a senior reporter at the TV station, and the group of old men on the judging panel had to give him some face. In addition, the girl in his photo was too beautiful, and it would be a lie to say that the old perverts were not tempted.

At that time, Da Liu said to Zhao Chang'an, "How about it? We have beauties in our station who are just as good as Chu Yourong, right?"

When Zou Xiaojun introduced Shen Youli like that, Zhao Chang'an knew that she was the woman from the provincial dance troupe he had mentioned liking, and that her identity was rather complicated, so Zou Huanan would definitely not agree.

Was she working at a TV station at that time, or was she actually working in a dance troupe all along, and was Da Liu deliberately exaggerating to save face?

"What photo won an award? Who is Liu Cixin?"

Zou Xiaojun asked in surprise, but he didn't mean to ask Zhao Chang'an at all. Instead, he looked at Shen Youli sitting next to him.

“When I went to the TV station to do a program that time, Liu Zhe called me from the third floor and took a picture of me.”

Shen Youli casually remarked, "It's an old reporter from the TV station who has now been transferred to the military news column and spends most of his time reporting from abroad."

"That old idiot!"

Zou Xiaojun cursed in displeasure.

Clearly, this one sentence reveals that Zou Xiaojun has an extremely strong possessive desire for Shen Youli.

Grilled skewers, grilled fish, lamb chops, and grilled bread slices were quickly served, each time personally brought over by the owner with a beaming smile.

Inside the canvas tent of the food stall, smoke and steam filled the air, and the lights were dim and dim. The noise of people playing drinking games and talking was deafening, especially the men who had been drinking. They couldn't hear what others were saying, and only their own words were being listened to by everyone.

When Tian Xue and her group first came in, they only impressed the tables next to them. However, now, the speed at which this table's food was served and the owner's actions were quite different.

Zhao Chang'an, Wen Ye, and Jin Feiyue, these three business tycoons with high recognition in Zhengzhou, were gradually recognized by the people sitting around them. They all looked towards their table, some even standing up to look, whispering excitedly to each other.

Just like when I was in the taxi, the driver felt that Zhao Chang'an was sitting in the car after only a few minutes. When he asked, it turned out to be him. The car even swayed a little, which scared Yang Yixin so much that she said, "Driver, please drive carefully and don't get distracted."

The reason the food stall owner prioritized serving Zhao Chang'an's table wasn't because he recognized Zhao Chang'an, but because Zou Xiaojun, whom he'd "eaten at every year since my old man transferred here," had gotten into two fights with him over trivial matters in recent years. The fights weren't the worst, but the subsequent shrewdness and retaliation were even more egregious. As a small business owner who earned his living through his skills, although he was considered a wealthy and influential figure among his friends and family, compared to Zou Xiaojun, he was nothing.

"Damn it, I'm never going out to eat with you again. It's like Old Zhao and I are bullies."

The boss's humility and unusually fast service, the overflowing pot of lamb chops—Wen Ye grumbled at Zou Xiaojun, clearly annoyed.

"I didn't say anything. He insisted on going up so fast. Besides, isn't it better to go up faster?"

Zou Xiaojun protested, feeling wronged: "You haven't seen your brother-in-law and I come over for barbecue. We usually wait patiently, but he just started serving everything that was already prepared over there as soon as he arrived. Lamb chops, grilled fish, stewed pig's trotters, lamb skewers, lamb kidneys—he kept piling the table full before he was done."

Wen Ye's expression darkened slightly.

Chu Guangying felt her face flush and secretly glanced at Wen Ye.

"No wonder your salt company sent you to deal with the troublesome King Yama and his minions. You truly live up to your reputation!"

Zhao Chang'an praised Zou Xiaojun, picked up his wine glass, stood up and said, "Let's all have a toast! I wish Mr. Zou and your company a prosperous and soaring new year, I wish One Nano and Yinlong a pleasant cooperation, Fan Chao, may you have a smooth journey into society, Lao Zheng, may you make your studio a success and earn money for your brothers. And to all the beautiful ladies, may you be even more beautiful in the new year."

After the toasts, everyone sat down again, and Zou Xiaojun asked curiously, "What studio?"

"It's all about playing online games and selling equipment. There are a lot of high-level players who are online 24/7. I go there to play whenever I have free time, it's really fun."

Jin Feiyue explained to Zou Xiaojun that after learning about Zou Xiaojun's background, he became very interested in President Zou and hoped to get along with him and become friends.

"I never play online games; they're too addictive and a waste of time!"

Zou Xiaojun said righteously, "I only play Age of Empires and Counter-Strike, and occasionally Warcraft."

As always, they're terrible at chatting.

Jin Feiyue forced a smile and changed the subject: "Actually, I only play occasionally. Otherwise, I could go to the studio and use a high-level account to have some fun. I also play CS. I'm best at using the AK-47."

"AKs are for newbies, I'm good at sniping."

Zou Xiaojun, somewhat disdainful of Jin Feiyue's intelligence, said, "Want to play a high-level account? It's not that hard. You just need to go to a studio to freeload. Aren't you the CEO of Yinlong Group? Have someone specially level up an account for you. You can play whenever you want. Isn't that more fun than going all this way to freeload?"

Jin Feiyue was truly at a loss for words; he had run out of ideas.

"Alright, stop bragging. Let's go to the studio together after we finish eating, and I'll show you how to use your bird sniper rifle."

Zhao Chang'an smiled to ease the atmosphere. He understood that Jin Feiyue wanted to get along with Zou Xiaojun and wouldn't interfere, but he wouldn't do anything specifically for it either.

It's not entirely unrelated to Zou Xiaojun's lack of friends over the years; Zhao Chang'an could help Jin Feiyue temporarily, but not forever.

If he can handle Zou Xiaojun's personality, then they might become good friends; if he can't, then Zhao Chang'an has no choice but to accept it.