Electronic Nezha

Chapter 162 Giving Gifts
If you're with friends you're not close to, and one of them mentions getting a new car, unless you have a grudge, you'll definitely have to ask what kind of car it is—it's basic etiquette…

So Qiao Yan then asked, "What did you change to?"

What did they change it to? They swapped their big SUV for a small electric car—

Just as I was about to change the subject, someone knocked on the door. I was about to get up when Ma Chaoran grabbed me and pressed me down.

"I'll go." I understood; she was afraid of some uninvited guest.

The door opened, and the person outside paused for a moment before asking, "Reporter Ma?"

"Director Chen?"

The person who came was Chen Zihan's father. Ma Chaoran had interviewed Huang Jiaoming, and the two had met once or twice. They were both surprised to see each other here now—maybe Ma Chaoran wasn't that surprised, but she had to pretend to be.

A little girl's head peeked out from behind Director Chen. Her hair was messy, but her features were delicate and her eyes were bright. She looked like a character who would only appear in a comic book.

"Hello, Uncle Liu." It was Chen Zihan.

"Come on, here, take this." I handed her a hamburger directly. I remembered that this little girl was a foodie. At this age, and with school ending late, there aren't many kids who aren't foodies.

"Thank you, Uncle—" Chen Zihan reached out to take it, then turned to ask Director Chen, "Dad, can I eat this?"

I said, "What, this is a stranger's stuff?"

Chen Zihan laughed and said, "No, my mom usually doesn't let me eat these things. She only makes an exception for my birthday."

Director Chen said helplessly, "Eat up, but next time, can you please not touch me before you ask me?"

Chen Zihan grinned and made a face. Seeing that I had guests, she politely greeted everyone.

I introduced everyone, "This is Chen Zihan, Liu Zhenhua's deskmate." Then I pointed to Han Shiya and said to Chen Zihan, "This is Liu Zhenhua's mother."

"Auntie... hello." Chen Zihan's eyes blinked a few times. She knew about Liu Zhenhua's situation, and the little girl was probably guessing about the relationship between us.

I don't think there's any need to introduce Qiao Yan. If everything were explained, it would cause a huge shock to the Chen family father and daughter.

"Where's Liu Zhenhua?" Chen Zihan, holding a hamburger, naturally walked to the door of Liu Zhenhua's bedroom and couldn't help but exclaim "Huh?"

Liu Zhenhua and Qiao Yuchen were watching a video with the door half-closed, unaware of the person outside. They turned around together, and Liu Zhenhua exclaimed in surprise, "Chen Zihan?"

When Chen Zihan saw a girl her age sitting next to Liu Zhenhua, she paused for a moment and asked, "This is...your friend?"

At this moment, all the adults in the room focused their attention on Chen Zihan, their expressions a variety of fascinating details.

It's not that we're heartless or think there's anything between Liu Zhenhua and his classmate. It's certain the girl doesn't dislike Liu Zhenhua, and neither does Qiao Yuchen. Kids this age are sensitive and direct; if Qiao Yuchen disliked Liu Zhenhua, she wouldn't have gone to his house with her father. We've all experienced this awkward and hazy feeling of adolescence and never thought it was a big deal. But three teenagers meeting together… how should I put it? I feel both awkward and expectant, though I don't know what I'm expecting…

This is truly a case of one wave subsiding only for another to strike, a raging storm in the vast sea of ​​people. Friends who have heard this song, how are you all doing?
Anyway, I'm just watching the show.

Liu Zhenhua pointed at Qiao Yuchen and said, "This is me..."

Qiao Yuchen also felt the need to explain, pointing at Liu Zhenhua and saying, "I am him..."

Chen Zihan frowned, but still took a bite of her hamburger.

Liu Zhenhua said, "According to my mother, this is my older sister, but don't expect me to call you 'sister'." The last sentence was directed at Qiao Yuchen.

Qiao Yuchen laughed and said, "If you had called me that, I would have left long ago."

Chen Zihan looked back at Han Shiya and Qiao Yan, then glanced at Qiao Yuchen, and said mysteriously, "I think I understand."

Liu Zhenhua said, "Don't just stand there, there are chairs over there, come and sit down—"

Chen Zihan moved a stool and sat down next to the two of them, saying, "I'm watching the video you made."

The three of them pointed at the screen and laughed together from time to time, making the atmosphere more relaxed than before.

Ma Chaoran exclaimed in surprise, "Are all kids these days so smart?"

From Chen Zihan's eyes and tone, we could tell that she had truly figured out the relationship between Qiao Yuchen and Liu Zhenhua—and in fact, she had also figured out the relationship between Qiao Yan and Han Shiya, as well as between Qiao Yan and me. Her 50th place ranking in the third grade wasn't for nothing…

Director Chen snapped out of his daze and asked, "Why is Reporter Ma here too?"

I waved my hand vigorously: "Don't ask anymore, come and eat with us." At this moment, the melons produced in this small room of less than 80 square meters are enough to sell for the entire winter at the "Good Luck" fruit market! If Sister Zhao really weren't here, given the current staffing and relationships, she would probably be happy to pay to watch.

Director Chen sat down, looking somewhat absent-minded.

I said, "What, doctors really don't eat fried food?"

Director Chen then picked up a French fry, put it in his mouth as a gesture, and chuckled, saying, "It's all because Hanhan's mother is being overly fussy. If you expect a child this age to eat healthily, isn't that just making her malnourished?"

We all laughed, except for Han Shiya. Her philosophy is similar to that of Chen Zihan's mother. When Liu Zhenhua was a child, she also deeply resented two foreign fast food brands.

Despite the laughter, the atmosphere at our table was ruined. Director Chen's arrival limited our conversation to the question, "Are you busy with your work?" and the word "busy."

Ma Chaoran gathered the hamburgers, snacks, and drinks on the table into a pile and carried it up, saying, "I'm afraid the kids won't have enough to eat." Then she ran over to sit at the table with the children.

I felt there was no need to keep putting on a brave face. The difference between Director Chen and Sister Zhao was that a busy man like him wouldn't be visiting just to watch the drama unfold. I gestured for him to come with me, and we went into my bedroom.

"Director Chen, is something the matter?"

Director Chen said, "I'm here on behalf of my teacher to discuss cooperation with you."

"What kind of cooperation? Does he want to buy fruit from me to provide welfare for the hospital?" He pretended to be naive.

Director Chen sighed and said, "You still haven't told me the truth before. What made you quit medicine?"

Director Chen was a witness to my two most recent meetings with Huang Jiaoming. The origin of the mind map from the last surgery was practically laid bare, so there was no point in continuing to deny it. I could only skip his question and ask him instead, "How does your teacher want to collaborate with me?"

"He will ask you for help again if he encounters technical problems in the future. You can make any requests you may have."

"Stop," I said decisively. "Go back and tell your teacher that I was just incredibly lucky the first two times. My only request is that he doesn't come looking for me again, otherwise he'll be ruined. He doesn't want to have the same experience twice, does he?"

Director Chen asked, "Is this your true thought?"

"Absolutely true."

"Okay, I'll pass it on." Director Chen suddenly said, "So, the surgical drawings for Hanhan really were drawn by you?"

I was stunned. How could this person suddenly change their mind like this? Is Chen Zihan's high IQ hereditary?

Seeing that I didn't speak, Director Chen reached out and took my right hand in both of his, giving it a firm squeeze: "Thank you! But I don't know how to tell Hanhan, so I don't plan to tell her..."

"It's right not to say, and it really wasn't me who drew it."

Director Chen gestured for me to stop talking, then suddenly shouted, "Chen Zihan!"

Chen Zihan was happily sipping her cola and eating fries in the other room when she heard her father call her name. She stood nervously at the door and said, "Didn't you say you had something to discuss with Uncle Liu? Why are you leaving so soon?"

Director Chen said, "Thank you to Uncle Liu."

Chen Zihan was confused, but still said to me, "Thank you, Uncle Liu."

I laughed it off and said, "It's just a KFC meal, your dad is being too polite."

Director Chen said to Chen Zihan, "You can play a little longer and ride your bicycle home by yourself. I'm leaving now."

Chen Zihan said, "I won't see you off." Then she slipped back inside.

Director Chen said to me, "Then could you please give me a ride, Teacher Liu?"

I'm baffled. Why is he acting all high and mighty?

I escorted Director Chen downstairs, and he took a gift box from the trunk and stuffed it into my arms: "Take this."

I instinctively pushed him away, saying, "What are you doing?!"

This time, before we could even start our kung fu competition, Director Chen said firmly, "Please accept this!" He then welded the gift box to my body, nodded at me, and resolutely left.

After he left, I realized it was a cherry gift box, exactly the same as the one I had asked him to deliver to Director Du last time.

(End of this chapter)