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Chapter 7: Locking the Demolition Area in Advance (Please Collect)
After walking out of the finance office, the two men had another driving test handbook in their hands.

"Come to my house for lunch?"

Wang Zihao took out his cell phone and looked at the time. It was exactly eleven o'clock. It was obviously too late to go to the hospital for a physical examination.

"Forget it, next time."

Chen Yansen waved his hand, threw the brand new driving test manual into the basket with a "clang", then climbed onto the bike and took the lead riding towards the city.

"Just now, there were so many people around that I didn't feel comfortable asking. Why did you choose Coach Huang? Didn't Sister Zhang tell you in advance that he has a bad temper and curses harshly?"

Wang Zihao rode side by side with him, looking worried.

Normal people who learn to drive will choose an instructor with a good temper and enough patience. However, Chen Yansen did the opposite and chose an instructor with the worst reputation.

"Master Huang has the highest pass rate among his students, which shows that his teaching level is good. Most importantly, he currently has the fewest students."

Chen Yansen smiled faintly and explained slowly.

Fewer students means more time for driving practice, and it also reduces the waiting time for registration for subjects two and three, so that you can get your driver's license smoothly before school starts in September.

However, he did not mention the deeper reason. Uncle Huang had repeatedly scolded students and made them cry, but he had not been expelled so far. The main reason was that he had an older brother, Huang Daxiang, who was the owner of a driving school.

Huang Boxiang's original name was Huang Erxiang. The names of the two brothers are simple and unpretentious. One is honest and simple, and the other is smooth and sophisticated.

The reason why Chen Yansen knew this so clearly was because in his previous life, his driving school instructor was Huang Boxiang.

"Is it possible that he scolded all those stupid and foolish people away, so the pass rate appears high?"

Wang Zihao thought for a long time and came to a conclusion.

"You are so smart."

Chen Yansen burst out laughing, stared at him blankly, and finally nodded in affirmation.

"Damn it, I have to change coaches!"

Wang Zihao hung his face, looking very reluctant. He didn't want to be scolded.

"But you also said that Coach Huang only targets stupid and foolish people. You don't fall into that category!"

Chen Yansen chuckled, looking serious and sincere.

"That's true."

Wang Zihao nodded, agreeing with Chen Yansen's statement. He immediately became confident and grinned.

When they reached Qipan Street, one continued north while the other turned right.

However, this time Wang Zihao learned his lesson and confirmed with Chen Yansen again and again that the physical examination time was after 2 pm before he rode his bicycle home.

"Old Chen probably hasn't eaten yet at this hour. Let's go over and have a free meal."

Chen Yansen rode his bike, looking at the street scenes along the way, and slowly drove into Beiyi Lane.

When he parked the car, he saw Chen Guobin sitting on a small stool with a lunch box, reading a newspaper and putting food into his mouth.

In fact, Lao Chen can cook.

It's hard to describe his cooking skills. When Chen Yansen was a child, he could still bear it. But after he entered junior high school, he would go to Wang Zihao's house on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays to eat and drink, and go to the cafeteria outside the school on Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays and Saturdays.

"Have you signed up?"

Chen Guobin put down his chopsticks and asked when he saw his son approaching.

"Well, I'm going to the county hospital for a physical examination this afternoon with Wang Zihao."

Chen Yansen took out a folding stool from behind the pile of books and sat down opposite Lao Chen casually, but his eyes were on the other's lunch box.

"Didn't have lunch?"

There is still some tacit understanding between father and son, Chen Guobin asked casually.

"It's been a while since we've had dinner together."

Chen Yansen picked up a copy of "Fireworks", flipped through it casually, and said in a flat tone.

"How about we go out to eat?"

Chen Guobin felt warm in his heart and took the initiative to propose.

He had noticed the changes in his son in the past two days and naturally wanted to ease the relationship.

"No, just this one. Just order one for me."

Chen Yansen shook his head and pointed at Lao Chen's bowl of rice with green peppers, rice crust and pork slices.

Chen Guobin didn't force it. He took out his cell phone and called a nearby food stall.

"I heard that the higher-ups are planning to vigorously develop the tourism industry, and the salt company's tube-shaped buildings will most likely be included in the demolition area."

Chen Yansen put down the magazine and said casually.

"Who told you that? It's probably a rumor. They're trying to trick people into buying the tube-shaped buildings in the city. Whoever buys them will be fooled."

After Chen Guobin ordered the meal for him, he turned around and sneered, not believing it at all.

After all, five years ago, someone said with certainty that the price of a dilapidated house in Xicheng District was raised from 50,000 yuan to 80,000 yuan. In the end, it was discovered that it was all fake news released by the real estate agency.

"Do you still remember Meng Jie from our class?"

Chen Yansen was speechless, but he could understand Old Chen's sentiments. Most of the tube-shaped buildings in the old city were in disrepair, with outdated electrical wiring and even frequent sewer jams. They were feared by everyone and feared by ghosts.

Whenever there is extra money, people will choose to buy a property outside the city. Although the geographical location is slightly worse, at least they can live comfortably.

"I remember him. He was small, like a boy."

Chen Guobin narrowed his eyes and thought carefully.

"Her father is the president of the Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Bank in Anfeng Town."

Chen Yansen pretended to be serious, deliberately lowered his voice, and spoke word by word.

"Is it reliable?"

Chen Guobin glanced at Chen Yansen and saw that his expression did not seem fake. He could not help but sit up straight and treat it seriously.

He understood his son's temperament. Even though he was a bit of a mess, he would never talk nonsense about important matters.

"She has to be reliable. She's my girlfriend now."

Facing the scrutiny of Comrade Lao Chen, Chen Yansen behaved very naturally, but his words were irrelevant.

"Pfft! What did you say?"

Chen Guobin was stunned and spat out a mouthful of rice.

If he remembered correctly, his son's secret crush should be a girl named Zhou Keyuan.

Because of this, Zhang Li specially invited him to visit the school.

"Would a father-in-law cheat his son-in-law? I suggest you buy both rooms upstairs from our house and wait for them to be demolished in the future."

Chen Yansen paused for a moment, waiting for Old Chen to fully digest what he had said before continuing to add.

"Okay, I'll ask around later."

Chen Guobin saw that what he said was very convincing and it was difficult to refute him in person, so he agreed first, but the look he gave Chen Yansen became more and more strange.

Your son is dating the bank president’s daughter?

Still a tomboy!

Although Chen Guobin did not understand, he expressed respect and was unwilling to break this rare moment of warmth between father and son.

"Lao Chen, the rice bowl you ordered is here."

A shout from outside the door interrupted his thoughts.

"I'm coming!"

Chen Yansen patted his belly, held down Old Chen who was about to get up, and walked out quickly.

Chen Guobin looked at his son's back and muttered softly, "It seems like it's not bad for young people to have friends. It seems that Yansen has grown up a lot."

Old Chen looked relieved and thought happily, but then he changed his mind and thought that the other party came from a good family and might look down on Chen Yansen. Could it be that he wanted our son to be his son-in-law?
"No, no."

Chen Guobin muttered to himself, twisting and turning on the bench like an ant on a hot pan.

"Got a nail stuck in your butt?"

Chen Yansen was carrying a lunch box. He turned around and saw Lao Chen looking awkward. He laughed instantly and started jokingly.

"No...no!"

Chen Guobin was embarrassed by what his son said and quickly denied it.

"Old Chen, I think it's better for you to find a wife. Eating takeout all day is not healthy."

While Chen Yansen was eating, he did not forget to remind Lao Chen.

"Why do you eat it if it's not healthy?"

Chen Guobin didn't get angry immediately, but just rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily.

"I can only eat it for a year or two at most. What about you? Do you really want to eat it for the rest of your life?"

Chen Yansen raised his head and said seriously.

"Eat and get out! How could I have given birth to something like you!"

Chen Guobin's defense was instantly broken, he stood up suddenly and cursed.

"Okay, okay, get out of here!"

Chen Yansen held the lunch box and ate it faster, finishing it in just a few bites.

After saying that, he dropped his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and immediately ran away.

Chen Yansen asked Lao Chen to buy the house to be demolished in advance, not because he wanted to make a profit of several million, but because Chen Guobin was too stubborn.

In his previous life, even though he was wealthy and had more money in his card than he could spend, Old Chen never asked him for a penny.

Chen Yansen knew in his heart that Old Chen had been tough all his life and didn't like to ask for money from others, even if the person giving him money was his son, or even if he offered it voluntarily.

"Old Chen, Old Chen, I've put a lot of effort into making you a first-generation rich."

Chen Yansen whistled, facing the warm summer breeze, and smiled softly.

(End of this chapter)