Mixed in 1980

Chapter 462 Partnering up
"Second brother, stop trying to trick me."

Chen Yanyin touched her nose and said after a while, "There are still two and a half years left, what's the rush? If it really doesn't work out, I'll just open a jewelry store."

"Useless!" Old Chen snorted.

With a multitude of businesses, including many companies worth tens or hundreds of billions, taking over any one of them would be no better than owning a jewelry store.

Chen Yanyin said nonchalantly, "Second brother, please remember what Dad said: you can do whatever you want as long as you like it."

“My dad never said any of this to me,” Chen Lao Er said through gritted teeth.

Chen Yanyin teased, "Because you're the eldest son and a genius, you're destined to take over the family business. Otherwise, who will protect us?"

So, I owe you guys something?

"Who made you my brother?"

Chen Yanyin raised an eyebrow and said, "You know about Jing Shu's matter, right? Now that we've locked onto Rongcheng, if we give it a push, we might be able to find her."

"It's already been arranged," Chen Lao Er nodded.

When Zhou Jingshu returned, he made arrangements to post the missing person notice through pop-up windows on Weibo and Tencent, and many people saw it.

There are more possibilities now.

Nowadays, people have to process a huge amount of information every day, and they are unlikely to remember things that are not related to themselves, and most people will not even click on them.

Even if you click on it and watch it, you'll forget about it as soon as you turn around.

Unless someone in their life has been abducted or has been abducted, they might think carefully about whether there is a connection. Otherwise, they will forget about it.

That's indeed the case!
Until the end of May, Chen Yanjin tried again, but still received no message: "Jing Shu's parents may not be from Rongcheng. They may have gone on a trip and happened to buy the bracelet."

"Take your time searching, don't rush to conclusions."

Chen Fan tossed a cigarette to his son and lit one for himself: "How's Xiao Wu doing? He's spent a lot of money on that project, any results yet?"

Chen Yanjin lit a cigarette and took a deep drag: "Not bad. His research group has several professors who are quite capable, and the results they produce are not bad."

"The key is Xiao Wu. Through the project, he has basically figured out the Chinatown supermarket, which will make it much easier to take over in the future."

"I'm afraid he won't take it on," Chen Fan said, pursing his lips.

The youngest son's personality is unpredictable. He is interested in the Chinatown supermarket now, but that doesn't mean he will stay interested forever. He could change his mind at any time.

Deep down, he still preferred that Xiao Wu take over the Chinatown supermarket.

As one of the world's top three retail giants, its sales volume, profits, and market value are all high enough that after the fifth-ranked company takes over, the gap with the third-ranked company will not be too large.

That would also seem fairer.

The problem is that, apart from high school when his aunt was guiding his studies, Xiao Wu has never shown a resolute attitude.

After sending his eldest son away, Chen Fan went to Zeng Ali's room and talked about the matter. Zeng Ali didn't care: "Take it slow. If it really doesn't work, just give him more money and let him do whatever he wants."

"You're quite optimistic," Chen Fan clicked his tongue.

After thinking for a moment, she said with disdain, "If you're so open-minded, why do you look so unhappy about your eldest daughter studying archaeology? You insisted that she choose artifact restoration, but she actually wants to join an archaeological team."

Zeng Ali narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth, saying, "Going to the archaeological team? Forget about it for the rest of your life. Did she say something to you?"

"Why are you getting so worked up?"

Chen Fan pinched her cheek, annoyed, and said, "Just kidding. The boss already has a child. How could he go to the archaeological team? He wouldn't have such thoughts."

Slapping her husband's hand away, Zeng Ali breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as I don't go to the archaeological team, it's fine. Although there is a difference between archaeology and tomb raiding, I just can't accept the thought of digging up other people's graves."

"Prejudice!" Chen Fan said disdainfully.

Zeng Ali retorted angrily, "So what if you have prejudices? Who doesn't have some prejudices in their heart? For example, you yourself have never considered British people as human beings, at most as leeks to be harvested."

……

In the Central Plains, on a mountain road, a motorcycle, and a man with a full head of white hair, he seemed very old, yet not so old.

A flag was stuck to the back of the motorcycle.

The flag features a picture of a little girl with two large characters written above it: "Missing Person!"
After an unknown amount of time, white smoke began to come out of the exhaust pipe, and the motorcycle began to slow down and stall. The man stopped and tried to start the engine several times, but failed each time.

Left with no other option, I could only push the cart forward.

They hadn't gone far when a motorcycle came up from behind, slowly slowed down, looked at the words on the flag, and simply stopped: "Hey bro, want me to give you a ride?"

"Thank you, thank you..." the man said, bowing.

The young man who arrived didn't hesitate. He quickly untied the rope, tied it to the front of the motorcycle, started the motorcycle, and towed the old man's vehicle away.

After walking for more than three kilometers, a small car repair shop appeared by the roadside: "Qiangzi, someone is fixing a car, come and take a look."

The young boss came out to fix a car. The young man brought over two stools, gestured for the older man to sit down, and offered him a cigarette: "Brother, do you really think you can find it by searching like this?"

The old man said, "We have to keep looking, even if we can't find it."

Young man: "Have you been looking for this for a long time?"

The older man said, “I started looking in 1992, almost 23 years now. The child was unlucky; he was taken away in the blink of an eye and never returned.”

Young man: "How did you lose it?"

The older man said, "That year, my wife and I took our child to visit relatives in Chengdu. The streets were crowded and lively, and someone snatched me away the moment I turned around."

Taking a deep drag on his cigarette, the old man's brows furrowed: "His wife was pregnant at the time. When the baby girl was lost, she miscarried in her panic."

"Both kids are gone."

Young man: "And then you went out to look for it?"

The old man said, "At first, I searched in Chengdu, but I couldn't go far. Both of my children were gone, and my wife went crazy. It took her three years to recover."

Young man: "Didn't you have another one?"

The older man said, "Yes, I had a son in 97, but I can't forget my daughter. I still have to look for her, otherwise my heart will ache and I won't be able to sleep all night."

Young man: "23 years, how many places have you been to?"

The old man pulled out a national map, covered with checkmarks: "I've been to all the places marked with checkmarks. We haven't finished exploring yet, so there's still hope."

Young man: "Can you finish the journey?"

Old man: "As long as I don't die, I can."

The young man was silent for a moment: "You're looking for someone like this, do you have the money? Don't you have a wife and children to support?"

The old man said, "My family used to have some money and we ran a general store. My wife looked after it and we were able to support the children. I would go out to look for work for half a year and then go back to work for the other half."

Young man: "Does your wife support this?"

Old man: "Yeah, go find her. She's also feeling down and often can't sleep. She only got better after having her youngest son."

We chatted idly, each of us offering a comment.

The motorcycle was quickly repaired, and the young man asked the shopkeeper to fill up the tank, which cost a total of 135 yuan. He rushed to pay the money, saying, "Brother, fill up the tank!"

The older man wanted to return the money, but the young man refused, saying, "Brother, this is just a small token of my appreciation. I wish you find your daughter soon. Go on your journey."

"Thank you!" The old man started the engine.

Just as they were about to set off, the young man suddenly asked, "Brother, do all parents who lose their children keep searching?"

The old man paused for a moment, then nodded solemnly as if he had thought of something: "Yes, parents live for their children."

The young man's eyes were slightly red: "Maybe, brother, let's go, good luck!"

The old man nodded slightly and set off on his bicycle.

The young man stared at the motorcycle until it disappeared from sight, his eyes brimming with tears, and murmured, "Will they really all be found?"

"Yes, I will!" The boss patted him on the shoulder.

They're all from the same village, everyone knows that the young man was adopted, or actually bought, but nobody knows where he was bought from.

The first few years after I arrived were pretty good.

Later, his adoptive mother suddenly became pregnant and gave birth to a son. From then on, his status plummeted, and he was almost kicked out.

From then on, they became the family's servants.

"Really?"

"Really!" the boss nodded solemnly.

The young man paused for a moment, then suddenly mounted his motorcycle, accelerated, and chased after them: "Brother, I'm not familiar with this area, could you give me a ride?"

The old man exclaimed in surprise, "That must have been very hard work!"

Young man: "Don't worry, just treat it as a trip. I've never been on a long trip before, except when I was kidnapped."

After thinking for a moment, she said, "I want to go out and have a look."

Older man: "Alright then, if you can't stand it, come back. It's nice outside, there are many beautiful places, just treat it as a trip."

Young man: "Hey bro, let's go."

Old man: "Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)