Back to 1984: I built a chicken farm on a barren mountain.

"Xiao Dao, this is the legendary Brother Long, the one you've admired for so long."

Meng Ge introduced the tattooed man standing next to Manager Li to Dao Ge, implying that Long Ge had a bigger reputation. Ignoring the pain, Dao Ge got up from the ground and smiled obsequiously at Long Ge.

"Hello, Brother Long! Hello, Brother Long!"

Brother Long nodded, clearly dissatisfied with him.

At this moment, Shen Wanjun also arrived. She was worried that Chen Wenfeng was injured, so she held Chen Wenfeng's arm and checked him repeatedly.

"Brother Chen, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I'm so grateful to you this time. I helped you out last time, and you helped me out this time. We're even now."

Chen Wenfeng pretended to be relaxed, but in reality, he was in pain in several places, though he certainly wouldn't show it to Shen Wanjun.

When Shen Wanjun heard Chen Wenfeng say that they were even, she felt a little disappointed.

Manager Li looked at Brother Long with displeasure and said:

"Xiao Long, didn't you just confidently assure me that you definitely didn't have any people with you?"

Faced with Manager Li's questioning, Brother Long touched his full-arm tattoos with embarrassment and said:

"Brother Li, I don't know him, he's not one of my men. Who knew this fool would offend you? I promise it won't happen again."

"If they want a next time, they don't need to apologize to me. They've offended Teacher Chen and General Manager Wu!"

Upon hearing Manager Li's outburst, Brother Long quickly bowed and apologized to Chen Wenfeng. Chen Wenfeng knew Brother Long was also unaware of the situation, and besides, if they hadn't arrived in time, he would have been beaten up. Chen Wenfeng said:

"It's nothing, I should thank you more, Brother Long, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get away unscathed."

Chen Wenfeng was just being polite, but Brother Long understood the implication and thought that Chen Wenfeng was still dissatisfied, so he immediately slapped Brother Meng.

Seeing that Brother Long was in a rage, Brother Meng was hit for no reason, but he didn't dare to say anything. He was holding back his anger and turned around to slap Brother Dao again.

Dao Ge covered his face, looking as pathetic as a defeated rooster. He wanted to vent his anger on one of his underlings, but found that his so-called men had disappeared without a trace.

Brother Long said to Manager Li:

"Brother Li, explain to General Manager Wu later that this is just a misunderstanding, and I promise to handle things properly."

"Alright, if Teacher Chen has no objections, let's leave it at that. You can handle the rest!"

Chen Wenfeng found his bicycle and left with Manager Li and Shen Wanjun.

Behind them, Dao Ge's shouts and cries for help came from behind.

Although Mr. Li, the owner of Li's Lamb Soup, was a bit of a scoundrel, he was still a small business owner who had never seen anything like this before and was so frightened that he wet his pants.

He regretted not listening to his wife, but what was more important to him was to hurry home and change into a clean pair of pants.

After Shen Wanjun said goodbye to Chen Wenfeng, Manager Li, unusually, joked with Chen Wenfeng after she had walked away:

"Teacher Chen, that girl is good to you. She was so anxious when she got to the restaurant that she cried."

......

It was already close to noon, and the restaurant was starting to get lively. Just like last time, Chen Wenfeng followed Manager Li up to the third floor.

Wu Jiajun was waiting in the office. When Chen Wenfeng arrived, he greeted him warmly and then asked Manager Li how the matter had been resolved.

Manager Li briefly recounted the events before leaving.

Coincidentally, Wu Jiajun's son, Xiaojun, was also there. The little guy was fair-skinned and called Chen Wenfeng "Uncle Chen" in a generous manner.

Chen Wenfeng thought to himself, "Although I have decades of experience, I am only twenty years old in this life, and I'm already an uncle."

Wu Jiajun said to Chen Wenfeng:

"I've already spoken to Xiaolong. He's influential in this area. If anything similar happens again, just mention him, or you can come to the restaurant to find me."

"It feels so good to have someone protecting you," Chen Wenfeng replied.

"Then thank you, Brother Ang."

"Don't be so polite with me. Your chicken farm hasn't even been built yet, how come you already have eggs?"

Seeing Wu Jiajun's confusion, Chen Wenfeng said:

"Angkor, I'm using someone else's resources to achieve my goals."

After saying that, Chen Wenfeng explained the whole story.

Wu Jiajun thought to himself that this kid was quite resourceful, and said:

"My hotel uses a lot of eggs, so how about I buy half from you first? We also need to give the other half some face to the National Nutrition Chicken Farm."

"No need, Angkor. If I really needed your help, I already told you when we were drinking last time. Once my chickens start laying eggs and the policies become more relaxed, it won't be too late for you to let me supply eggs."

At this moment, Xiao Jun came over with a map and showed it to Chen Wenfeng. Chen Wenfeng saw that it was a map of North China.

Xiao Jun pouted his cute little lips and said to Chen Wenfeng:

"Uncle Chen, I especially love the sea. Look, this is the Bohai Sea, and this is the East China Sea..."

"Yes, Uncle also likes the sea."

"That's great, Uncle Chen! We both love the sea. My dad says he's planning to open a new restaurant, and I want to pick one of the sea-related names for it."

It turned out that Wu Jiajun was expanding his business again, and Chen Wenfeng immediately offered his congratulations:

"Angkor, your business is booming!"

"Brother, please excuse my presumption. I was just thinking of saving up for my child while I'm still young. I don't want Xiaojun to go into business; I want him to study art. But lately, I feel like Xiaojun seems quite interested in business. He's been pestering me to name our new restaurant!"

Chen Wenfeng said:

"Angkor, ultimately, we should respect the child's choice. Besides, one can have both a business career and an art education."

"Wenfeng, now that you say that, I'm no longer conflicted."

"Angkor, you're really blinded by your own involvement. By the way, Xiaojun, what name are you planning to give your dad's new hotel?"

Upon hearing Chen Wenfeng's question, Xiao Jun's big eyes lit up instantly. Holding up the map, he pointed to the Bohai Bay and said:

"Dad's new hotel will be called the Bohai Grand Hotel!"

When the words "Bohai Grand Hotel" were mentioned, Chen Wenfeng's mind went blank for a moment, because in his previous life, Bohai Grand Hotel was a well-known chain hotel, and the owner of this hotel was named Wu Xiaojun.

He looked at Xiaojun in disbelief, then said to Wu Jiajun:

"Angkor, what is Xiao Jun's full name?"

"Let's call him Xiaojun. We didn't give him a nickname. His formal name is Wu Xiaojun."

Bohai Hotel, Wu Xiaojun, Wu Group, Wu Bancheng—a series of memories flashed through my mind.

Holy crap, the future richest man in Tang City, a famous entrepreneur, philanthropist, and the head of the Wu Group, is now calling me Uncle Chen!

This rebirth is getting more and more interesting.

Xiao Jun, you must go into business. I don't want to change this part of history.

Chen Wenfeng immediately picked up Xiaojun again, lifted him high, and said with a smile:

"Haha, Uncle will give you a hug, Uncle will give you another hug, Uncle will hug Xiaojun a lot more!"

When the Wu Group rises to prominence in the future, I can brag to everyone I meet that I even held the group's CEO when he was a child!