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Chapter 100: Money and Girls, I Want Them All! (Subscribe)

Two hours later, the car drove off the highway, crossed the Dongjindu Bridge and headed towards the old city.

Mengjie was first sent home, and Wang Zihao got off the car at Qipan Street.

Chen Yansen sat back in the driver's seat, drove along North Street, and finally parked the car in front of the Guobin Bookstore.

Students are on winter vacation, and the bookstore is deserted, just like the weather.

Chen Guobin was holding a novel as thick as a brick and reading it intently.

"Didi-di-!"

Chen Yansen honked the horn twice and flashed his headlights at Chen Guobin.

"Damn! What's so great about driving a broken car?" Chen Guobin raised his hands to cover his eyes, cursed, threw down the novel, and walked out.

Just as he was about to curse, the BMW window rolled down and a reckless smiling face appeared before him. It was his bastard son.

"If your mother knew her son was so successful, she would probably wake up laughing every day." Chen Guobin swallowed the second half of the swear word and sighed.

"Old Chen, you were not bad back then. That big Jinbei from the 1990s was pretty cool, wasn't it?" Chen Yansen pointed at the broken car at the door and joked with a smile.

This golden cup makes noise everywhere except the horn.

"Okay, you go home first. I still have a while to close the stall." Chen Guobin rolled his eyes and waved his hand.

"The students are on vacation, and you are waiting here for ghosts to come? I'll close the shop and take you out for a big meal, and then treat it to the New Year's Eve." Chen Yansen said unhappily.

The Guobin Bookstore is located near the school, and its advantages and disadvantages are obvious. During holidays, the entrance is so deserted that even sparrows don't come.

Chen Guobin turned his head and looked around. Indeed, the streets were very quiet. There was not even a barking dog. Adding the words "celebrating the Little New Year", he nodded in agreement.

He turned back to the bookstore entrance and began to organize magazines, newspapers and teaching supplements, packing them into boxes in piles and moving them into the house. He did this repetitive and boring work for twenty years.

Chen Yansen watched for a while and took the initiative to get out of the car to help.

"Just sit there and rest. Don't mess up my books." Chen Guobin didn't appreciate it and said with disgust on his face.

Chen Yansen was holding two books. When he heard what he said, he threw them away.

After just a few minutes of playing the good son, he became impatient and took out his cell phone to chat with Meng Jie and Song Yuncheng.

The old man likes to be busy, so let him do it alone.

About an hour later, Chen Guobin pulled down the shutter door and said to Chen Yansen, "Let's go."

Chen Yansen put away his phone, nodded, got in the car and sat in the driver's seat.

"Are we going to Juhongsheng or Chunshenlou?"

After Chen Guobin fastened his seat belt, Chen Yansen asked.

Both of these are local, established restaurants that have been open for decades. Their cuisine is very much to the locals’ liking, and everyone loves to go there.

"Just find a food stall." Chen Guobin muttered softly.

"Forget it, let's go to Chunshen Tower." Chen Yansen made the decision directly and drove out of the city.

Chen Guobin didn't say it, but he was very satisfied in his heart. First, Chen Yansen was much calmer than when he was in high school, and second, his son's filial piety warmed his heart.

As for Chen Yansen always calling him "Old Chen", he had long been accustomed to it.

As the New Year was approaching, when Chen Yansen arrived at the restaurant, the waiter said that the private rooms were all booked, but the hall was noisy again.

Seeing Chen Yansen frown, Chen Guobin said softly, "It's fine to sit in the hall."

"Please arrange a private room for me. The amount of the meal order will not be less than twice your minimum consumption."

Chen Yansen was well aware of the unspoken rules in the catering industry. He said there were no private rooms, but he was just serving different dishes to different customers because he was afraid that their low consumption would affect business.

"Okay, please come this way." The waiter's attitude changed instantly, as if he had become a different person.

“…” Chen Guobin looked at the waiter and then at his son, and only then did he understand the meaning of “money makes the world go round”.

The father and son entered the private room, and Chen Yansen ordered a lot of food, a combination of meat and vegetables, and he chose the expensive ones. The cost of three or four dishes was more than three times the minimum consumption for the private room.

This was the first time in his life that he invited Lao Chen to dinner.

Chen Guobin wanted to persuade him, but when he saw Chen Yansen's attitude, he realized that this kid had been disobedient before and would not listen to him in the future.

"Another bottle of Moutai." Chen Yansen said to the waiter.

It’s not that I want to drink it, but Old Chen has never tasted it, so I just treat it as a filial piety to the old man.

"It's not appropriate to drink while driving." Chen Guobin shook his head and refused.

"It's okay, just call a designated driver." Chen Yansen said lightly, blocking Lao Chen's way out.

After the waiter left, the two looked at each other, neither of them saying a word.

After a long silence, Chen Guobin suddenly said, "Your third uncle came to me last month and wanted you to go and pay New Year's greetings to your grandparents."

"Did you agree?" Chen Yansen picked up the teacup, took a sip and asked.

"No, I told you to make the decision yourself." Chen Guobin said in a muffled voice.

"Old Chen, it's not that I'm heartless. When you took me to my grandfather's house when I was little, I still remember all the sarcasm and ridicule. They didn't think I was young and had forgotten everything, did they?"

Chen Yansen snorted coldly, and his meaning was very clear: No!
"Okay, I'll explain it to your third uncle next time." Chen Guobin knew the Liang family's style.

Nowadays, people want to build a relationship with Chen Yansen simply because they heard that he made a lot of money by starting a business, and they want to use the excuse of paying New Year's greetings to gain benefits.

"Tell me about you. You're only 41 years old this year. Are you really not planning to find another one? I'm not interested in taking care of you in your old age. You need to find a wife and live comfortably."

Chen Yansen spoke in an air of superiority, as if he were scolding his son.

"I really don't have such an intention." Chen Guobin stared, and after more than ten seconds, he sighed and said in a muffled voice.

"Then I won't care about you since you're old." Chen Yansen smiled and didn't care about Chen Guobin's feelings at all.

"I have money, why do I need you to care about me?" Chen Guobin snorted coldly.

After that, the two fell silent again.

For more than ten years, they have become accustomed to this way of getting along.

When the food and wine were served, the two men clinked glasses tentatively. After a few drinks, Chen Guobin finally relaxed a little.

"That girl you mentioned last time, is she in the same school as you?" Chen Guobin asked, slightly tipsy, with a smile. "Yes, her father is the president of the Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Bank, and her mother is an English teacher at Experimental Primary School. She's an only child, and all her family property will belong to me from now on."

Chen Yansen said casually.

"You are not only after the girl, but also after the family property?" Chen Guobin was both angry and amused. He couldn't believe that this thing was actually his own son.

"What else? Should I learn from you?" Chen Yansen retorted.

Chen Guobin has three uncles, two of whom dislike him. Only the youngest brother-in-law is willing to associate with him because of his good relationship with Liang Huizhen.

The father-in-law treats Chen Guobin even less warmly than he treats his own dog.

"By the way, last time I asked you to buy a few more tube-shaped buildings from the salt company. Have you bought them?" Seeing that Old Chen had his head down and looked depressed, Chen Yansen quickly changed the subject.

"I bought two houses. When the houses are really demolished, I will..." Chen Guobin stopped talking halfway.

At this time, he also realized that with the current speed at which Chen Yansen made money, there was no need for him to prepare a wedding house.

This guy is shameless. He is not only thinking about the girl, but also coveting her property. There is no need for him to worry about buying a house.

"Buy a dozen more. If you don't have enough money, I'll lend you some. After the demolition, go to Chunshen Commercial Street and buy a few more shops to rent out."

With just a few words, Chen Yansen planned Chen Guobin's retirement life.

"Let's talk about it later." Chen Guobin couldn't bring himself to use Chen Yansen's money, even if it was a loan, he couldn't open his mouth.

Chen Yansen smiled. This was the reason why Lao Chen had been poor all his life. He couldn't seize the opportunity to make money. He was thin-skinned and had too strong a sense of morality.

Chen Yansen figured it out and decided not to force Lao Chen. He planned to go back and find an agent to handle the matter himself.

The two of them clinked glasses and got along like friends or buddies, definitely not like father and son.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Old Chen stood up shakily, squinting his eyes and smiling.

Chen Yansen responded and clicked on the picture sent by Mengjie. There was a family of three, and the table was filled with home-cooked dishes. The cooking skills looked good, so he replied, "Our mom is a great cook. I want to go over and eat with her tomorrow?"

"Mom, Chen Yansen praised your cooking skills and wanted to come to our house for dinner?" Meng Jie didn't think too much and told the story truthfully. Chen Yansen's words "our mom" made her cheeks blush.

"Ah!?" Meng Jie's mother Zhang Yanni was stunned and looked at Meng Zhenguo.

"Isn't it too fast?" Zhang Yanni asked. She knew Chen Yansen and had heard her daughter talk about his achievements in college.

He had already brought the company's valuation to 28 billion when he was just a freshman in college. He was quite outstanding. She didn't object to their relationship.

But it was still hard for her to accept meeting her parents so early.

"This kid is just trying to coax you. If you really let him come, he will definitely find an excuse to refuse." Meng Zhenguo curled his lips and said in a firm tone.

"Okay, my mom said that she will go to the vegetable market early tomorrow morning and prepare some signature dishes for you." Meng Jie was dissatisfied when she heard what her father said, so she tested Chen Yansen.

"Tomorrow? What a coincidence! My mother came to me in a dream and told me that she didn't have enough money down there and asked me to burn some for her." Chen Yansen replied immediately.

"I told you, this kid is like a reincarnated fox spirit, talking nonsense." Meng Zhenguo pointed at the message, looking like he was right, as if to say it was a prediction.

"The day after tomorrow at noon." Chen Yansen sent another message.

Meng Jie held up her phone, waved it in front of Meng Zhenguo's eyes, and said with a pout, "Dad, you guessed wrong!"

Meng Zhenguo stared and thought to himself, why doesn't this kid play by the rules? He didn't want to entertain Chen Yansen.

the other side.

Chen Yansen waited in the box for a long time, but Chen Guobin still hadn't come back. He wondered in his heart: Could it be that Old Chen drank too much and fell asleep in the toilet?

Thinking of this, he got up and went out, heading towards the bathroom.

After taking a few steps, he saw Chen Guobin arguing with a man in his fifties with red faces and thick necks.

"Old Chen, what's going on?" Chen Yansen stepped forward, pushed away the man who was arguing with Old Chen, looked at Chen Guobin and asked.

"Look, this kid you taught has no manners at all. He didn't even say hello to his uncle when he saw him." Liang Anguo pointed at Chen Guobin's nose and scolded him.

Uncle?

Chen Yansen turned to look at him and grinned, "Mr. Liang, you're in the supermarket business? Do you believe I can open another one across the street from you and force you out of business?"

What a shitty uncle!
Chen Yansen will not give him any face!
"Boy, you dare!" Liang Anguo covered his chest, very angry. He pointed at Chen Yansen and wanted to curse but didn't dare.

He heard that Chen Yansen made a lot of money in the Internet industry, often in the billions, and his small supermarket could not afford the consequences.

"Get lost!" Chen Yansen cursed, but he didn't forget to warn, "Be respectful to my dad next time you see him, or I won't mind spending tens of millions to take over your business."

Liang Guoan didn't expect Chen Yansen to be so ruthless. His face turned pale and blue, and he stood there at a loss.

Chen Yansen pulled Chen Guobin back to the box. He was too lazy to deal with the Liang family.

"Alas, he is your uncle after all." Chen Guobin sighed.

"Next time, please be tougher. If someone points at you and scolds you, just fight back. I will back you up," Chen Yansen taught.

"You little bastard! I'm not a child anymore. I'm old, and I still want to fight with others?" Chen Guobin couldn't help but smile bitterly, holding the wine, his eyes red, obviously he was thinking about his wife again.

Chen Yansen smiled and thought to himself: Even if I meet a girl like my mother, it won’t stop me from falling in love with another girl.

Life is so long, and it’s such a waste to only love one person!

After having a good meal and a drink, Chen Yansen called a designated driver and drove the car back to the Salt Company’s staff building.

When the neighbors saw the BMW downstairs, they all started talking about who the car belonged to.

It was not until they saw Chen Yansen supporting Chen Guobin upstairs that they were sure that the news was correct and that the Chen family's son had indeed become rich.

Room 401.

Chen Yansen was lying in bed, clicking on the news link forwarded by the middleman. The headline was: Amazon is having a major internal cleanup, and former channel director Zhang Hanhua has been criminally detained.

"Mr. Zhang, it seems you won't have to worry about food and drink in the future. When you come out in five years, you'll have an extra skill to support your family. Don't thank me too much."

Chen Yansen smiled slightly and talked to himself.

It doesn’t really matter whether he was responsible for the fake liquor incident or not.

Chen Yansen is a person who, once he becomes suspicious, even if it really wasn't you, he will treat it as if it was you who did it and beat you to death. This is his usual style of doing things.

(End of this chapter)