Rebirth: Starting with Capturing the Goddess Mentor

Chapter 251 One scumbag is still a scumbag, two scumbags are still scumbags, three scumbags...

Chen Yan then stayed in Jiangsu Province for another week.

He only left Jiangsu Province after the two newly appointed city managers were fully familiar with their jobs.

The day I returned to Hangzhou happened to be October 1st, National Day.

The good news is that highways are toll-free nationwide; the bad news is that highways are completely jammed.

As soon as Chen Yan entered the highway entrance, he was caught in a dense traffic jam.

On the navigation map, the original green route had turned into a glaring dark red, and the vehicle could only move at a snail's pace, as if it had been paused.

And so, we walked and stopped, enduring hour after hour.

What should have been a three-hour journey took a full six hours on the highway.

At 3 p.m., the Mercedes-Benz S400 finally stopped downstairs in dormitory building No. 11 of the Polytechnic University.

After getting out of the car, Chen Yan rubbed his lower back, which was slightly sore from the long drive, and muttered, "Driving a sedan for long distances is really hard on the back. I need to buy an SUV when I have time."

I locked my bike and went into the dormitory building.

Because Chen Yan's dormitory is on the 3rd floor, he usually goes up the stairs directly.

But today, after a 6-hour drive, my back and neck are really sore, so I'm too lazy to climb the stairs again.

As Chen Yan waited for the elevator to come down, he noticed a few boys next to him. They had been chattering away, seemingly discussing some game, but when they saw him arrive, they suddenly lowered their voices and kept glancing at him.

After a while, one of the boys walked over first: "Hello, are you senior Chen Yan?"

Chen Yan paused for half a second, then replied, "Yes, what's wrong?"

The boy's eyes lit up instantly, a bright smile spreading across his face as he excitedly exclaimed:
"Senior, I'm also from the School of Economics and Management, and I haven't been here long! I heard about your entrepreneurial achievements at the freshman orientation, and I really admire you! Can we take a photo together?"

As he spoke, he eagerly pulled out his phone, his finger hovering over the shutter button.

"Picture?"

A strange feeling suddenly rose in Chen Yan's heart: Had he finally made it this far?
It's worth noting that later generations of charismatic entrepreneurs (such as Lei Jun and Liu Qiangdong) were surrounded by fans wherever they went, and their popularity and influence even far surpassed that of top-tier celebrities.

Having a photo with your idol is something fans are incredibly proud of and something to brag about.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan unconsciously smiled and nodded, saying, "Of course."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boys who had been whispering behind him suddenly lit up and quickly gathered around: "Senior, we want to take a picture with you too!"

"No problem, no problem, one at a time."

Then, some people frantically adjusted their hoodie collars, some repeatedly checked if their phone cameras were clean, and others excitedly whispered, "Holy crap, I'm going to set this photo as my WeChat Moments cover photo!"

After everyone had taken their photos, Chen Yan and the others entered the elevator car together.

However, the elevator soon arrived at the third floor with a "ding". Chen Yan waved to them and stepped out of the elevator.

Still not quite done, the boys shouted before the elevator doors closed completely, "Senior is awesome! [Daily Part-Time Job] is awesome!"

Chen Yan paused, turned around and said "thank you," and then the elevator doors closed with a "ding."

The aroma of instant noodles wafted through the hallway, mixed with the game sound effects coming from the next dormitory room.

Chen Yan took out his key and opened room 303, which was empty.

That makes sense; during the 7-day National Day holiday, my roommates must have all gone home.

Chen Yan pulled out a chair from under the desk, the chair legs scraping against the tiles with a "sizzling" sound.

In the empty dormitory room, only the overhead fan was slowly turning, stirring up dust that swirled in the beam of light.

He plopped down in a chair and muttered to himself, "This National Day holiday seems pretty boring!"

Jiang Zhixin and Ruan Yusang both told me during a voice call yesterday that they were going home to visit their parents during the holiday; one went back to Shanghai and the other to Suzhou.

This is why, after returning to Hangzhou, Chen Yan neither went to his own riverside apartment nor to Jiang Zhixin's place.

I thought that coming to the dorm would allow me to play cards and eat barbecue with my good-for-nothing roommates to pass the time.

Who would have thought that these guys would slip away so quickly? It was only the first day of their holiday, and they were all gone without a trace.

Just as Chen Yan was considering whether to go to Shanghai to find his goddaughter Xi Yingying, or go back to his hometown of Ningbo to soak his feet with Yang Jinquan, a new message popped up on WeChat.

It was a message from Jiang Muyun.

Jiang Muyun: "Happy National Day, brother!"

Chen Yingjun: "Happy together!"

Jiang Muyun: "What are your plans for this holiday, brother?"

Chen Yingjun: "I'm free."

After the message was sent, it took a full three minutes for the other party to reply.

Jiang Muyun: "Brother, would you like to come to my house for a casual meal tonight? My mom keeps nagging me to invite you over for a casual meal."

Chen Yan thought he had nothing else to do, so he readily agreed.

Chen Yingjun: "No problem."

Jiang Muyun: "Hehe, see you tonight~"

……

At 6 p.m., Chen Yan drove to the residential area where Jiang Muyun and her daughter lived.

The mother and daughter are still living in the same house that Chen Yan rented for them before. He has been there a few times and naturally knows the way.

Following his memory, Chen Yan arrived at their door and knocked.

"Dong dong dong."

Soon, a series of hurried yet light footsteps came from inside the house.

The moment the doorknob turned, Jiang Muyun's head, tied in a bun, popped out. A few specks of flour clung to her pink apron, and her eyes curved into crescents: "Brother, you're here!"

She turned and opened the door. The aroma of steaming food, along with the warm air, wafted towards her. Next to two pairs of neatly stacked women's slippers in the entryway, a new pair of navy blue men's slippers had been added.

Chen Yan changed his shoes and went inside. Under the warm yellow light of the living room, Wen Suya was wearing an apron and walking briskly out of the kitchen: "Little Chen, Auntie knows your time is precious and was afraid you would just wait there, so we prepared all the dishes in advance and have been keeping them warm in the steam oven."

As she spoke, she turned around and deftly opened the oven door. The rising steam, carrying the aroma of braised fish, instantly filled the air, and glistening oil clung to the edge of the porcelain plate.

"Aunt Wen, you're too kind. The company is on holiday these past few days, and I've been quite free." Hearing this, Wen Suya smiled broadly: "Really? Since you're not in a hurry to go back, you should eat more tonight. My daughter and I have been cooking all afternoon!"

"Okay, I'll definitely eat and drink my fill tonight," Chen Yan replied with a smile.

The table was quickly filled with dishes. The rich aroma of chicken soup filled the air, the sweet and sour pork ribs were coated with white sesame seeds in a glossy sauce, and the stir-fried vegetables still shone with a vibrant green luster.

"Xiao Chen, please sit down. I'll go get a bottle of wine. We'll have a little drink today to celebrate the holiday."

As she spoke, Wen Suya took off the apron hanging in front of her and walked towards the sideboard.

Today she wore a floor-length floral dress that hugged her voluptuous figure, and her hips swayed with each step, exuding an indescribable charm.

As Wen Suya bent down to get the wine, the floral fabric stretched out a full curve at her waist and hips.

Chen Yan glanced at it again subconsciously, and suddenly felt something soft brush against his calf.

"Brother, try this cold jellyfish salad."

Jiang Muyun suddenly picked up a piece of crystal-clear cold dish and put it into his bowl, the white porcelain spoon clinking against the rim of the bowl.

The girl rested her chin on her hand and tilted her head to look at him, her almond-shaped eyes filled with a sweet smile. Under the tablecloth, a small, white foot slowly moved up the man's trousers.

Chen Yan's Adam's apple bobbed, and the steam from the chicken soup made the back of his ears feel hot.

Just as he was about to speak, that mischievous little foot suddenly gave him a light kick on his calf.

"Did this girl find out I was looking at her mom's butt?"

Just as Chen Yan was thinking, Wen Suya returned with the wine.

"Xiao Chen, try this wine."

She placed a bottle of wine with gold foil packaging on the dining table. "I bought it for Mu Mu's birthday last year, but I haven't had a chance to drink it yet..."

As she spoke, Wen Suya bent down slightly to pour wine for Chen Yan.

Chen Yan quickly stood up to stop her, "Aunt Wen, I can do it myself. What kind of logic is it to let an elder pour wine?"

He reached for the wine bottle, but Wen Suya wouldn't let go, smiling and scolding, "No, you're a VIP in our family, so I have to pour the wine for you."

In the struggle, their hands inevitably touched.

Wen Suya's hands were soft and smooth, with an excellent feel, and Chen Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Wen Suya seemed to be struck by lightning. Her hand trembled, but she did not immediately pull it back. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she met Chen Yan's gaze for a moment with a hint of panic before quickly looking away.

"Stop fighting over it, you two!"

Jiang Muyun's light and melodious voice broke the delicate atmosphere. She smiled and took the wine bottle from the two of them, "I'll pour it, I'll pour it."

The crimson wine was poured into a stemmed glass, shimmering with an amber glow under the warm light.

Wen Suya coughed lightly, tidied her stray hairs, and said with feigned composure, "Alright, alright, everyone, sit down and eat. The food won't taste good if it gets cold."

Then she raised her glass and said, "Come on, Xiao Chen, let me toast you. Thank you for your help to our family."

Chen Yan also raised his glass and clinked it with Wen Suya's. "No need to thank Aunt Wen, it was just a small favor."

"By the way, Xiao Chen, are you satisfied with living in that big apartment now?"

"I'm very satisfied. I also want to thank Aunt Wen for recommending such a great house to me," Chen Yan said modestly.

"You're such a good talker, child. You're the one who helped Auntie close a big deal; Auntie should be thanking you..."

"and many more!"

Jiang Muyun was a little confused. "What are you talking about, a large apartment? A big deal? I don't understand."

Chen Yan swallowed a mouthful of fish and explained casually, "Just a while ago, I wanted to buy a house, and Aunt Wen happened to be a real estate agent, so I bought one from her."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Muyun pouted and said in a low voice, "Really? I've never heard my brother mention it."

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow under the light.

Chen Yan waved his hand dismissively: "It's not a nice house, what's there to say?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Suya exclaimed in surprise: "A house worth nearly 800 million isn't considered a good house? If I could live in a house like that, I'd be willing to do any kind of work."

"Hoho~"

Chen Yan smiled and didn't dwell on the topic.

…………

After a satisfying meal, Chen Yan let out a contented burp.

Then he got up to prepare to leave.

Seeing this, Wen Suya said politely, "Xiao Chen, why don't you stay at my place tonight and go back tomorrow when you've sobered up?"

Logically speaking, a normal person would say, "No need to bother, I'll just call a designated driver."

Then Wen Suya added, "Okay, be careful on the road."

Thus, both host and guests enjoyed themselves to the fullest.

But who is Chen Yan? He just doesn't play by the rules.

"Alright, then I'll trouble you, Aunt Wen."

Upon hearing this, Wen Suya was stunned.

No, you're not staying in your perfectly good 200-square-meter duplex, but instead want to stay in our tiny two-bedroom apartment?

But since Chen Yan had already said that, Wen Suya couldn't very well send him away.

After all, besides being a benefactor to his family, he was also a creditor.

To repay the debt left by Jiang Muyun's father, Chen Yan lent her family a full 18 yuan.

Wen Suya would pay off a portion of Chen Yan's salary every time she received it. Several months have passed, and she has already paid off 3 yuan, leaving a shortfall of 15 yuan.

However, the apartment where the mother and daughter live is an 89-square-meter two-bedroom apartment. If Chen Yan is going to stay overnight, it is impossible for him to sleep on the sofa. So the mother and daughter will have to squeeze into one room, and Chen Yan will have to sleep in another room by himself.

So Wen Suya smiled again: "Okay then, I'll tidy up Mumu's room in a bit, and you can sleep in her room tonight."

……

(End of this chapter)