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Chapter 103 Meet fellow villagers
Chen Zhao drove all the way back to the capital, and first rested in his big house for the night.

After waking up and enjoying the comfort of the high-end big bed for a while, Chen Zhao suppressed the vigorous vitality in his body. He got up, washed up, and then made himself a breakfast.

It’s not that he suddenly became industrious, it’s that the cooking utensils in the kitchen are too high-end. The full set of German Zwilling knives are shining with modern thick metal crystal luster. Among them, it seems to be a modern artwork displayed in the exhibition hall. The pot sets are imported from Switzerland and Italy, and any one costs tens of thousands.

The kitchen counter in Nakajima is also very large, it can be used as a standard bed without any problem.

With such an advanced kitchen, Chen Zhao felt it was a waste not to use it.

So he occasionally tried to make something to eat here.

It doesn't have to be too good, a simple western food will do.

What I want is the refreshing feeling of doing it myself and having enough food and clothing.

After everything was tidied up, Chen Zhao called Uncle Dequan.

Uncle Dequan is Father Chen’s childhood friend. He works in a village garment factory not far from Simatai Great Wall on the outskirts of the capital city. The workers in that factory are all from Chen Zhao’s hometown, and several of them are from Chen Zhao’s hometown. of the same year.

"Uncle Dequan, I'm Chen Zhao."

"Ah, Xiao Zhao, I heard from your father that you made a fortune in the capital."

"I'm lucky enough to work with a big boss. By the way, when I came here, my aunt asked me to bring you something. You can send me the address and I'll deliver it to you."

"Are you driving here?"

"Yes!"

"That's a good relationship. You already have a car."

"Okay, you send me the address."

After receiving the text message, Chen Zhao drove off.

Speeding all the way, it took more than two hours to arrive at the place, just as they got off work at noon, in time for lunch.

The big red jeep parked steadily at the gate of the garment factory, which immediately attracted the attention of the workers.

When Chen Zhao opened the car door, his eyes blurred.

Uncle Dequan had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw him get off the car, he smiled and said, "Chen Zhao is here!"

"Uncle Dequan, my aunt asked me to bring it here."

"Okay, let's go! Go to my room for dinner!"

"Row!"

After taking two steps, he stopped again.

"Brother Zhiqiang, Xiaogang, Xiaoyong?"

Chen Zhao exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Zhiqiang, Chen Gang, Chen Yong.

They are all young people from the same village in Chen Zhao. They all grew up together, but they all went out to work after finishing junior high school. Only Chen Zhao insisted on finishing high school and then joined the army. Gathering, just cut off contact with everyone.

Chen Zhao didn't even know they were working here.

Now I know, and I also know that Chen Zhiqiang is the production director of this small garment factory, and he is the absolute confidant of the boss.

"I heard that you are coming today, we are all waiting!"

"Yes! The wine is ready!"

"It's been a long time since we sat together, but you don't go to work in the afternoon?" Chen Zhao asked.

The garment factory does very delicate work, often using small scissors to cut threads. Drinking too much wine will make your hands unsteady.

Therefore, small clothing factories like this generally have regulations that no drinking is allowed at noon.

"fine!"

"I have to drive." Chen Zhao said with a smile.

"You can also drive the car to the yard!"

"Stay here today, leave tomorrow."

Everyone shouted.

Then several people rushed into Uncle Dequan's dormitory together, surrounded Chen Zhao and sat down.

The table is full of wine and food.

Chen Zhao also brought a few dishes bought on the way.

After a few glasses of wine, everyone slowly relaxed. As the director of the production factory, Chen Zhiqiang raised his glass and laughed first: "We have not seen Chen Zhaode for many years. I heard that you are meeting a nobleman. I went to the capital to earn a lot of money, and I still want to get together, so we just met today, let's drink this first!"

"it is good!"

Everyone shouted together, and then raised their glasses and drank.

Chen Zhao put down his glass and said with a smile, "Anyway, I'm drinking too, so I won't be leaving tonight. Brother Qiang, do you have a place to stay?" '

"Yes! Make sure you sleep soundly!"

Chen Zhiqiang patted his chest and agreed.

As the production manager, it's not easy to find an empty bed?
"Okay! Then I'll treat everyone to dinner in the afternoon. I see there is a small restaurant next to it. I'll treat everyone from our village to the neighboring villages!"

Chen Zhaohao was furious.

"Hey, are you rich?"

"You don't see how cool his car is, a rich man!"

Everyone shouted.

"I seized the opportunity and made some money by picking up the leaks, so why don't you hurry up and become a rich man." Chen Zhao said modestly.

"Okay! With your big money, we have to beat your local tyrant at night!"

"That's right, let's drink less at noon and open up to drink at night!"

"Everyone in our hometown brings them, don't save Chen Zhao money!"

"no problem!"

Everyone shouted together, and Chen Zhao also drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, feeling very high-spirited.

This is the benefit of the rich.

Because we had to go to work in the afternoon, we didn't drink much.

After lunch, the others went to work, and Chen Zhao spent the entire afternoon squinting on Uncle Dequan's bed.

Then at night, dozens of people gathered in small restaurants nearby.

Most of these people are girls.

"Chen Zhao, what business do you do?" Someone asked.

The person who asked the question was a girl named Yang Wenjing. She had a straight and delicate nose, fair skin, a tall figure, and a pair of soft eyes under slender eyelashes.

She is Uncle Dequan's niece. She is from a neighboring village. She graduated from technical secondary school and has no job. She came to work with Uncle Dequan and has been working for a year.

"It's just a small business, and you can hang out with the big boss." Chen Zhao said modestly.

"Heh..., I don't believe it, you are so rich, and you still have a small business." Yang Wenjing frowned slightly and smiled.

"Hehe, that's just luck." Chen Zhao explained.

"If you don't say it, don't say it!" Yang Wenjing stopped asking.

But in my heart I was ashamed and annoyed.

Because she felt like her heart was pounding at this moment, and the question she asked was too stupid.

Although Chen Zhao is average-looking, he must be very rich to drive such a well-cared-for jeep, so Yang Wenjing wanted to take the initiative to talk to him and attract his attention, but she didn't expect that she would ask a stupid question as soon as she opened her mouth, and she was not attractive at all. No.

Hey……

Chen Zhao didn't notice this.

It has been a long time since he drank with fellow villagers.

Besides, since he was a child, no fair-skinned and beautiful girl had contacted him on his own initiative, and Chen Zhao didn't understand what to talk about, so he might as well drink with everyone and have fun.

After waking up from the wine the next day, Chen Zhao greeted everyone, then left the mountain village garment factory and returned to the capital.

After staying comfortably for two days, news came from the auction house that the autumn auction with the theme of Yuan Sijia was about to take place, and many well-known collectors in the circle had already confirmed their participation, which made Chen Zhao very excited.

Then he heard a new task coming from his mind: "From..."

(End of this chapter)