Who would still be a social slave when they are so rich?

Chapter 375 Come to my company, I’ll give you a chance!
"Brother, can you please not get so close? Even though this is Rongcheng, my buddy is straighter than Tianfu Avenue!"

"Oh, stop pushing, stop pushing. If you get pregnant, who will be responsible?"

"Ah, my milk is all squeezed out. I just bought yogurt."

There was a commotion in front of the food stall. Chen Fei struggled to squeeze out of the crowd carrying a large plate of food. Steam was coming out of his forehead and he no longer looked as confident as before.

"Our hero has returned victorious, but the results of the battle are not very fruitful." Su Chen looked at the three dishes on the plate and joked with a smile.

Although the quantity was not large, I only managed to grab three plates, but they were all staple dishes, including spicy chicken, stir-fried eel slices and spicy crayfish, which looked very appetizing.

"Boss, you don't know how fierce those people are, especially the women. They took food directly from my plate. If I hadn't been quick, these three dishes would have been ruined." Chen Fei smiled bitterly. He finally understood why people on the Internet said that girls from the southwest are hot.

Su Chen waved his hand calmly, "Okay, stop standing, sit down and eat first, these dishes won't taste good if they get cold."

As he spoke, Su Chen quickly picked up a crayfish and started peeling it.

As the signature dish of food stalls, spicy crayfish is popular all over the country, especially in the summer. It's a pleasant night when you call up a few good friends and order a few plates of spicy crayfish.

"Lobster and beer are the best food to drink. Mr. Su, would you like some beer? The food stalls have cold draft beer, which is great to drink in this weather!" Hou Ting asked.

"On the hour!"

Su Chen agreed without thinking, mainly because the spicy crayfish was just like its name, spicy and numb, and he needed cold draft beer to relieve the taste.

Ordering draft beer is different from ordering food. Hou Ting just called out "boss" and a middle-aged woman immediately came running over and explained his needs. Within two minutes, a five-liter bucket of draft beer was placed on the table.

After eating more than a dozen crayfish, Su Chen's mouth felt a little numb. He quickly picked up the beer and took two sips, then he felt a lot better.

"Sizzle, sizzle, this spicy crayfish tastes really good, no wonder so many people come here."

Although he said that, his hands did not stop moving at all. The spicy taste made people want to eat more and more.

Especially Chen Fei, a man from the northwest. I don't know if it was his first time eating spicy crayfish, or because of the tempting taste, this guy ate so fast that there was a pile of shells on the table in a short while. Even Su Chen and Hou Ting combined didn't have as many as him.

Looking at Chen Fei who ate a crayfish every three seconds and the spicy crayfish gradually disappeared, Su Chen couldn't help it and kicked him under the table.

"A Fei, you're going too far, look at how much you've eaten, and then look at what Hou Ting and I have. You're not allowed to eat anymore. Go grab one right now... No, come back with three servings!"

Chen Fei took a look at the "hill" in front of him, then he realized it belatedly and smiled embarrassedly.

"Boss, Mr. Hou, take your time eating. I'll get three servings right back!" Chen Fei wiped his hands and rushed towards the crowd that was scrambling for food.

In a blink of an eye, he squeezed into the crowd and disappeared from their sight.

After driving away Chen Fei, the foodie, Su Chen and Hou Ting were able to slow down and chat while peeling shrimps and drinking wine.

The conversation at the next table soon caught Su Chen's attention.

"Brother Yu, would you like to consider coming to the company to help me? By then, we brothers will definitely be able to become the company's business leaders!"

"You have been staying at home for three years, relying on your aunt's pension of about 1,000 yuan to pursue your dream of animation."

"You should wake up. You can't succeed in making animation just by hard work. You don't have funds or a team. How can you complete it by yourself?"

"If hard work alone was enough, domestic animation wouldn't be like it is now, being rubbed to the ground by a chicken under the feet."

"Three years, how many three years are there in a person's life? You are already in your thirties, you can't always rely on your aunt for your living!"

"Even if you don't consider yourself, you should at least consider Auntie. Do you want Auntie to accompany you all the time and eat the vegetables thrown away by the vegetable stall owner?"

"Auntie was hospitalized due to malnutrition before. Haven't you learned your lesson yet?"

"Dreams can't be eaten. You can pursue your unattainable dreams on the premise of satisfying your own needs. Don't you agree, Brother Yu?"

The person who was speaking was a middle-aged man in his thirties, slightly fat, wearing a cheap suit. He was either a real estate agent or a salesperson.

Sitting opposite him was a thin middle-aged man, a little over 1.7 meters tall, wearing a whitish suit. He had his head lowered, so his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.

But the cigarette in his hand almost never stopped smoking, and the air was filled with smoke.

After a long time, the thin man called Brother Yu raised his head, with a hint of determination on his haggard face.

"Haozi, I still want to fight for it. I have endured these three years. I don't want to give up my dream at this critical moment."

"I have worked hard for three years to produce this animation. I believe it will not let me down!"

"Even if I fail in the end, I will have no regrets!"

Haozi looked at Brother Yu, who was so thin that he could be blown away by the wind, and sighed helplessly. As a friend for many years, he naturally knew what kind of character he had. The decision he made was something that even ten oxen could not pull back.

"Well, okay, I won't persuade you anymore. You should think about it carefully. If nothing else, at least you should let your aunt have a life without worries about three meals a day!"

"I've already paid the bill. These are the dumplings I brought for Auntie. I'll take them back and cook them for her later. I'm leaving now!"

Haozi placed a large bag of homemade dumplings on the table, stood up, patted Yu Ge on the shoulder, and quickly disappeared in the crowd, leaving Yu Ge sitting there in a daze.

"Mr. Su, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Su Chen's eyes were fixed on the people at the next table, Hou Ting couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I met an interesting person, I'll go take a look!" After saying that, without waiting for Hou Ting to react, Su Chen stood up and walked towards Brother Yu.

This scene made Hou Ting stunned. The two people did not lower their voices when chatting just now, and even when they were angry, their voices were raised a few decibels. Naturally, he heard the conversation between the two clearly.

Isn't he just a person pursuing his dream? He has seen many such people, some of whom are just empty talk or just rely on their parents for support. None of them have any future.

Hou Ting naturally doesn't have much affection for these people who pursue their dreams. Of course...it can't be said that he despises them. He can only be said to be a spectator.

"I don't know if this guy has the ability. If Young Master Su really takes a fancy to him, he might really be able to rise to great heights!" Hou Ting muttered to himself as he looked at the thin Brother Yu.

On the other side, after Su Chen walked over, he did not sit down directly, but asked politely, "Hello, can I sit here?"

Yang Yu, who was thinking with his head down, suddenly heard someone talking beside him. He thought someone was coming to this table to eat, so he quickly stood up and said, "Sorry, I'll leave right away!"

Su Chen was stunned when he saw this, and quickly tried to dissuade him, "Wait a minute, I'm at the table next to you. I just heard you chatting with your friends. I'm a little curious about you, so I wanted to get to know you better. Are you interested in sitting down and chatting?"

Hearing this, Yang Yu paused in his attempt to take the dumplings, then turned his gaze to Su Chen.

When he saw Su Chen's appearance clearly, a look of hesitation appeared on his face. After all, they didn't know each other. In addition, he often stayed at home and seldom interacted with people, which also made him not very interested in communicating with others.

I was thinking about refusing, but when the words came to my lips, I nodded and agreed for some unknown reason.

Seeing Su Chen sitting on the stool, Yang Yu could only bite his teeth and swallow the bitter fruit. After sitting back on the stool, he looked at Su Chen and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"I just heard from your friend that in order to pursue your dream, you have been drawing cartoons at home. Can you tell me about it? I'm quite curious about this." Yang Yu was a little absent-minded when he heard it, and some of the words his good friend said to him came to his mind. But when he saw Su Chen's sincere eyes, his originally shaken heart became more determined at this moment.

I don’t know if it was because he regarded Su Chen as his existing audience, or it was a rebuttal to what Haozi said before, but when Yang Yu told Su Chen about his anime, he was very talkative.

It was completely different from his previous look with his head down, and even his eyes were full of confidence.

The two talked about animation, the domestic animation market, and then Yang Yu's family situation.

It was only at this time that Su Chen realized that Yang Yu was not a professional. He was a medical student in college. When he was a junior, a friend who studied programming recommended a software to him that could be used to make animations.

It can be said that once I got into anime, I was deeply immersed in it and from then on I was no longer a medical student.

After graduating from college, he quit his job after working for more than a year and devoted himself to the creation of animation. After many setbacks, he gave up most of his social life and focused on making animation at home.

What surprised Su Chen the most was that Yang Yu's mother was very supportive of him pursuing his dream, which also proved what the mouse had said before, that he was relying on his mother's pension of more than one thousand yuan to pursue his dream.

Which mother doesn’t want her child to become successful?

Su Chen thought for a long time, looked at the thin man in front of him, looked at his eyes that would light up when he talked about animation, and asked, "Yang Yu, do you want to be an animation director?"

"Animation director?" Yang Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head. "It's impossible to say I don't want to, but what can I do to realize this dream of being a director? Is this a worthless obsession?"

"As my friend said, I can't even get enough food to eat now, so how can I pursue my dream, let alone become an animation director? This is simply an unrealistic dream!"

Although he said that, Su Chen, who had been paying attention to the changes in Yang Yu's expression, naturally saw the expectation that flashed across his eyes.

"I can give you this opportunity." Su Chen said in a flat tone.

"Hmm?" Yang Yu's expression froze when he heard this, and he looked at Su Chen stupidly, "What did you just say? Give me this chance?"

"That's right!" Su Chen nodded affirmatively. "I'm sure you're familiar with the popular Wolf Warrior 2 some time ago. It was invested by my film and television company. If you're interested, you can join my company!"

"By the way, the lead actor and director Wu Jing is also one of the partners of our company. He will be able to give you some guidance when the time comes."

"But..." Su Chen took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one for himself. After puffing out smoke, he continued, "You only have one chance. If you fail, you can just work in the company with peace of mind. What do you think?"

Yang Yu felt dizzy after hearing this heavy news. He gripped the table tightly with both hands, trying to calm himself down.

"Are you serious?" Yang Yu couldn't help but take this news seriously. It could be said to be his chance to change his destiny.

Of course... he was also a little confused. Logically speaking, how could a person of Su Chen's status come to a night market stall to eat? In addition, Su Chen looked too young, which made him a little unbelievable.

Before Su Chen could respond, Yang Yu laughed at himself, "I'm so poor now, what else is there for others to cheat me of?"

Yang Yu, who had figured it out, looked at Su Chen with burning eyes and asked, "I don't know your last name, sir!"

"The last name is Su!" Su Chen's mouth curled up slightly. He didn't expect that this guy was so brave and full of drive.

"Mr. Su, I don't know where the film and television company you mentioned is. How can I join it?"

Su Chen waved the hand holding the cigarette gently, "Don't worry, I'll give you a reassurance first."

After saying that, Su Chen turned his head and looked at Hou Ting, who was eavesdropping with his head tilted to the side, and said with a smile: "Don't listen there, come over and sit down!"

Hou Ting smiled and sat down without any hesitation.

Su Chen slapped Hou Ting on the shoulder and then introduced him to Yang Yu!
"This is Young Master Hou Ting. He should be very famous in your Rongcheng. You can search for his photo online. See if I am lying to you!"

Yang Yu immediately understood what Su Chen meant by the reassurance, and quickly took out a knockoff mobile phone from his pocket and searched Hou Ting's name on the Internet.

I don’t know if I don’t search, I’m surprised when I search!
The national husband Sicong’s friend is one of the well-known young masters in the country.

Seeing that the photo on the phone was exactly the same as the man in front of him, Yang Yu swallowed nervously.

"Hello, Master Hou!"

Such an unattainable existence made him feel a little dazed for a moment, as if he was dreaming... No, he didn't even dare to dream about such a dream.

"You must have been blessed for several lifetimes to be favored by Master Su. Take advantage of this opportunity. Who knows, you may become the uncrowned king of Chinese animation in the future!"

Yang Yu took Hou Ting's reassurance and all his worries disappeared. He stood up and bowed respectfully to Su Chen, "Mr. Su, I will definitely seize the opportunity you gave me and will not let your trust go to waste!"

"I believe you!" Su Chen responded with a smile and nodded.

After exchanging phone numbers, they added Green Bubble and asked Yang Yu to go home and tell his mother the news.

Hearing this, Yang Yu couldn't hold back his tears any longer. Thinking of his mother's selfless dedication over the years, his tears immediately flowed down like a dam bursting.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back quickly. We'll contact you tomorrow about the job opening!" Su Chen patted Yang Yu on the shoulder, handed him two pieces of paper, and motioned him to wipe his tears.

"Thank you, Mr. Su. I will go back and tell my mother the good news!" After saying that, he bowed to Su Chen and the others, turned around and prepared to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, Su Chen called him.

"Wait a minute, you forgot your dumplings!" Su Chen said, shaking the dumplings in his hand.

Yang Yu scratched his head embarrassedly, took the dumplings handed to him by Su Chen, and walked into an alley not far from the night market, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that the person had completely disappeared, Hou Ting asked curiously, "Master Su, what are you thinking? Why are you willing to help? You may end up with nothing in the end!"

Su Chen shrugged indifferently, looked at the box that Yang Yu left with, and said lightly: "People are not afraid of being poor, but they are afraid of losing their dreams. He has persisted for more than three years. This perseverance alone is enough for me to invest, not to mention..."

"He has a selfless mother!"

Hou Ting said nothing more after hearing this, but no one knew what he was thinking.

"Boss, Mr. Hou, why are you sitting next to each other? Look, I grabbed a few plates of spicy crayfish!" At this time, Chen Fei's boastful voice sounded behind them.

The two looked back and saw Chen Fei holding a large plate filled with spicy crayfish. Compared with the previous one, there were at least five or six servings.

"Good man, you probably took away all the spicy crayfish!" Su Chen's eyes lit up, and he immediately sat back in his seat and took the plate from the table.

"Hehe~ As soon as the boss brought it out, I took them all. Others thought I was from the food stall. Hahaha!" Chen Fei had a crazy smile on his face.

When Su Chen heard this, he looked around and found that many people were staring at them, or to be more precise, at the pot of spicy crayfish in Chen Fei's hand.

"Stop showing off, put it down on the table and start eating!"

When the pot of spicy crayfish was placed on the table, Su Chen stretched out his sinful hands and began to eat with relish.

(End of this chapter)