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Chapter 365 Chen Guobin: Huizhen, I misread it, it's a fish, not a pig! Apple, come here!
Chun Shen, the front gate of Guobin Bookstore.

Chen Guobin was carrying a bucket of water, with a car wash towel draped over his shoulder, and was working around a black BMW X5, his whole body steaming from the heat.

"Brother Bin, you're already driving a BMW worth over two million, and you still wash it yourself?"

Wang the Bald from the photo studio next door, holding a handful of melon seeds, cracked them open while joking with a smile.

"My son bought the car, so I have to pay for the car wash myself. I should save where I can and spend where I can."

Chen Guobin replied loudly with a smile on his face.

"Brother Bin, no offense, but why are you saving money? To buy Xiaosen a house and help him get married? Does he even need it?"

Baldy Wang chuckled and pressed on with the question.

Buy a house for Xiaosen so he can get married?

Chen Guobin was taken aback upon hearing this, and his hands stopped moving as a strange negative emotion surged in his heart.

It's not good for a son to be too successful. He earned tens of billions of US dollars in two years, but the few hundred thousand in his own account wasn't even enough for Chen Yansen to buy two car wheels.

Old Chen swallowed hard, but choked violently, then coughed so hard his face turned red.

Seeing this, Baldy Wang quickly stepped forward and patted him on the back, asking in bewilderment, "What's wrong? Why are you so excited?"

Over the past year, the owners of agricultural and sideline product processing plants in the surrounding villages have all treated Chen Guobin like an emperor emeritus, frequently coming to curry favor with him, bringing him tea, cigarettes, rice, rapeseed oil, and other gifts.

Fruit farmers on Beishan Mountain would bring over boxes of crisp pears, grapes, yellow apricots, and peaches during festivals.

We can't refuse to accept it!
Drop it and run!

Chen Guobin couldn't cook, and he couldn't finish the food, so he shared it with the surrounding merchants.

This is also the main reason why Wang the Bald keeps calling Chen Guobin "Brother Bin". You should know that he used to call Chen Guobin "Old Chen".

"It's nothing, I just choked a little," Chen Guobin said, waving his hand as he took a breath.

But he soon fell into confusion again.

Chen Yansen is his biggest source of psychological support. When his son was young, he had to earn money to buy milk powder; when his son was in school, he had to earn money to pay tuition; and after his son entered high school, he had to save money to buy a house.

In his entire life, apart from Liang Huizhen, his son was his only source of solace.

But after Wang the Bald reminded him, Old Chen suddenly realized: Chen Yansen no longer needed him.

It seems pointless for him to stay and run this bookstore.

At that moment, all that remained in Chen Guobin's mind was that girl in a linen dress with a radiant smile.

"Chen Guobin, we're getting married!"

"Brother Bin, I'm pregnant, what should I do if I'm scared?"

"Let's name our son Chen Yansen. It's easy to pronounce and has a nice meaning."

"Brother Bin, save me..."

As he thought about it, two lines of tears slid down Old Chen's cheeks.

Huizhen!
Chen Guobin raised his arm, wiped away his tears, and his lips unconsciously turned down. Finally, he let out a long sigh of relief, forcibly suppressing the deep sorrow in his heart.

In an instant, Old Chen lost the desire to continue washing the car.

He packed up his things, pulled down the bookstore's shutter, and drove towards the salt company's residential area.

"Brother Bin, are you not doing business anymore?" Baldy Wang shouted, his face full of doubt.

After returning home, Chen Guobin picked up Liang Huizhen's photo frame, packed a few clothes, went downstairs, and sped onto the highway.

the other side.

Upon receiving the message, Tang Lixin frowned deeply, fearing that Chen Guobin might never return, and his heart was filled with anxiety.

“Boss, should I give Mr. Chen a call?” Zhao Siyuan, the assistant standing to the side, suggested.

"Alright, no matter where he goes, have the patrol station send someone to follow him. Safety first."

Tang Lixin looked very nervous, and his concern for Chen Guobin even exceeded that for his own father.

Zhao Siyuan quickly took out his phone and dialed Chen Guobin's number.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The continuous beeping for over ten seconds made Tang Lixin feel extremely annoyed.

"Hello, is this Secretary Zhao? What's up?" Chen Guobin asked casually, wearing a Bluetooth headset.

"Brother Chen, I brought you two cans of new Guniujiang tea, but the bookstore is closed."

Zhao Siyuan lied through his teeth and asked tentatively.

"Oh, Secretary Zhao, you're too kind. I'll pass on the tea; I'm going on a long trip to see my son in Xucheng today."

Chen Guobin stated the truth.

To see your son?
Tang Lixin's tense spirits finally relaxed a little.

He smiled slightly, returned to his mahogany desk, and resumed his usual calm and composed demeanor.

As long as they don't run away, everything is fine.

Last year, with the support of Chen Yansen, local agricultural products in Chun Shen generated over 3 billion yuan in sales, creating nearly 10,000 jobs for the county and increasing the income of fruit farmers in Beishan several times over.

The county's GDP increased by 33.6% year-on-year!

Last week, I went to a meeting in the city, and he was specifically commended for his work achievements in 2012.

Having tasted the benefits, he naturally wanted to cling tightly to Chen Yansen's coattails.

At the same time, Chen Yansen, who was squatting by the pond feeding the fish, received a call from the security personnel.

"I understand. Just follow behind. Thank you for your hard work." Chen Yansen made the arrangements immediately after hearing the report.

Has Old Chen lost his mind?
At my age, why am I still taking spontaneous trips?

After hanging up the phone, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

After all, he was his biological father, and Chen Yansen was not as heartless as he claimed.

Privately, a team of security personnel was still assigned to ensure Old Chen's safety.

An hour later, the security personnel synchronized their positions again, and Chen Guobin's destination was most likely the virtual city.

Chen Yansen didn't think much of it. If Old Chen wanted to come, so be it. As a model youth of the 21st century, he didn't have any shameful bad habits.

Thinking of this, he turned around and went back to the living room, locking the cosplay costumes of Pikachu, Calabash Brothers, Teletubbies, Rainbow Cat, and Bull Demon King in the safe on the third floor.

"Now everything is foolproof!" Chen Yansen squinted, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

"Come to the Delta."

After everything was settled, Chen Yansen sent another text message to Ye Qiuping.

Neither he nor Lao Chen can cook, so of course they need to find a cook.

"Do you want to wear that Six-Child cosplay outfit?" Ye Qiuping replied.

"Let's change the theme today. Go buy a chef's uniform, and don't forget the hat."

Chen Yansen replied instantly.

"Chef? A new scene?" Ye Qiuping was slightly taken aback, and involuntarily squeezed her legs together, a teaching video flashing through her mind.

The kitchen? Won't it be too uncomfortable?
Ye Qiuping didn't dare to ask any more questions. When she passed by Huamao Shopping Mall, she obediently bought a pure white chef's uniform.

At 3 p.m., a black X5 slowly drove into the Delta Villa District.

"Wow! I wonder who this kid takes after. He's good at making money, and he's good at spending it too."

Following the route planned by Gaode Maps, Chen Guobin didn't take a single detour. After registering with the security guard at the gate, he drove his car into the community.

Number 108!
Three minutes later, Chen Guobin saw a detached villa in the distance, with a numbered sign at the entrance.

Hearing the noise outside the door, Chen Yansen did not get up, but lay on the soft couch by the pool, leisurely scattering fish feed.

Judging by the method, it's like feeding pigs.

For this reason, Song Yuncheng even reminded him: Feed the fish less, or you'll turn the koi into koi pigs!

Chen Yansen didn't bother with it; he just liked plump fish.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

Old Chen knocked on the wooden door.

"The door isn't locked." Chen Yansen turned over, his voice soft but clear enough to reach Old Chen's ears.

Chen Guobin, carrying the photo frame, strode into the courtyard.

Chen Yansen glanced at it casually and was secretly pleased. He hadn't expected Chen Guobin to actually bring his mother along.

As soon as Old Chen entered the door, he saw Chen Yansen lounging around like Ge You. He immediately wanted to say a few words, but then he thought, what's the point of saying anything?
Before he turned eighteen, Chen Yansen wouldn't listen to him; after he turned eighteen, he would listen to him even less.

So, without even saying hello, Old Chen led Liang Huizhen around, smiling and muttering to himself, "Huizhen, your son bought a big house, much bigger than ours. Look, there are even a few pigs being raised in this water..."

"Pah! Huizhen, I misread it, it's a fish, not a pig. This brat is feeding fish like pigs."

"Wow, this living room is so big, you'll definitely love it..."

Chen Yansen lay on the soft couch, listening to Old Chen's rambling words, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

As Chen Guobin walked, he reached the kitchen door. Because the room was so big, he thought it was a guest room and wanted to go in for a look around. But as soon as he lifted his foot, he bumped into Ye Qiuping, who was about to walk out.

"who are you?"

"That's the question I should be asking you: Who are you?" Ye Qiuping retorted.

She had only been there a short time when Chen Yansen pushed her into the kitchen instead of the bathroom as soon as she entered the door.

Before I could even prepare, Chen Yansen said, "Five dishes and a soup will do. No need to make things too complicated. The ingredients are all in the refrigerator. You can decide for yourself."

Ye Qiuping laughed in exasperation. "No way, you really think I'm a chef?"

"I am Chen Yansen's father. You are the chef, right?" Although Chen Guobin felt that the family chef in front of him seemed too young, he thought that maybe he was a good cook.

Chen Yansen's father?

Ye Qiuping carefully examined Chen Guobin. The two did indeed look three or four parts alike, so she was secretly pleased. But when she thought of her own identity, she could only bite the bullet and say, "Hello, Mr. Chen, I am Mr. Chen's private chef."

"Oh, then you go ahead and get busy."

Chen Guobin had no suspicions whatsoever, and led Liang Huizhen on a tour of the place.

To give Boss Chen an immersive role-playing experience, Ye Qiuping carefully selected an extremely professional chef's uniform, which was highly credible.

Therefore, Chen Guobin did not notice anything unusual at all.

Ye Qiuping watched Old Chen's muttering figure disappear into the distance, then rushed into the yard and ran up to Mr. Chen, asking, "Your dad's here. Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

"Why should I tell you in advance?" Chen Yansen asked curiously.

"..." Ye Qiuping regretted it. Why didn't she buy one more packet of rat poison?

“My mom is here too, should I tell you that as well?” Chen Yansen asked again.

"Your mother is here too?" Ye Qiuping's pupils contracted slightly, her face filled with shock.

"Yes, in my dad's arms," ​​Chen Yansen said truthfully.

"..." Ye Qiuping suddenly thought of the photo album in Chen Guobin's arms, and then rolled her eyes listlessly.

She's no match for Chen Yansen!
Then he went to cook, dejected.

A short while later, Chen Guobin returned from his rounds and said to Chen Yansen, "Call Mengjie over for dinner so your mother can meet her."

"Next time, you can hold my mom and not scare the little girl," Chen Yansen said decisively.

"Well, that's true. Sigh, it's my fault for being too impatient." Chen Guobin pulled up a chair, sat down by the pool, and stared blankly at the several fat koi.

"Do you like this house?" Chen Yansen asked.

"It's too big, it's tiring to live in," Chen Guobin commented.

Chen Yansen chuckled. The villa he bought for Chen Guobin in Chunshen was 300 square meters, but this 500-square-meter house in front of him was indeed much larger.

"Would you like to buy me a set, so my mom can have a new environment too?" Chen Yansen asked again.

"No need, I'll stay for two days and then go back." Old Chen shook his head.

"What about the Chinese New Year?" Chen Yansen frowned.

"I'll stay with your mother in our hometown," Old Chen said firmly.

"Fine, whatever you want." Chen Yansen patted his butt and turned to go into the kitchen.

Old Chen doesn't care about him, and he won't interfere in Old Chen's life.

The following morning, Apple's Managing Director for Asia, Ge Yue, arrived at Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park with seven or eight entourage members.

Firstly, it was to negotiate the architecture licensing of the Orange Z1 instruction set; secondly, the proportion of shipments through online sales channels was increasing, making Pinduoduo's importance undeniable.

(End of this chapter)