I Don’t Want To Be Popular Chapter 893: Let’s go to my apprentice to eat [thanks to the Silver League]

Anti overcame her initial nervousness and struggled to regain her usual composure.

She sat on the sofa in the living room, feeling the gaze of Chen Chuan's parents on her, and answered Zhang Xiangyun's question with a smile and a little nervousness.

While Zhang Xiangyun went to wash the fruit and Chen's father went to get the boiled water, Andy quickly sent a message to her little "maid" Ren Li on her mobile phone: "Fuck here!"

Buzz!

Ren Limiao replied to her and said a few details that she should pay attention to:

One, don't be too polite, it looks unfamiliar, just be polite.

Two, don't make the chat like a debate, keep the words simple and show you are caring.

Three, there is a degree of performance, don't rush to work, and be natural.

Fourth, don't be too bothered about the basic "checking account" questions, just talk about it one by one.

Five, use honorifics to speak...

6. You may be just a tool person, and Chen Chuan is pulling her to deal with her parents, so don't take it too seriously.

Anti took a deep breath, her eyes on the phone, and the notes sent by Ren Li one by one.

Chen Chuan walked over to Antti, rubbed her... and motioned her to relax.

Anti asked: "Am I a tool man, or am I for real?"

"What kind of tool person?" Chen Chuan glanced at Andy's mobile phone and said with a smile, "This Ren Li... is a ghost."

But facing Andy's serious questioning eyes.

Chen Chuan replied: "It's a tool to deal with them, but we are serious, understand?"

"Understood~" Antti saw that there was no one in the living room, and boldly approached, hugged Chen Chuan, kissed him, and hummed, "I miss you."

Hearing the footsteps, Antti immediately sat up and stood up and said, "Auntie, don't be busy..."

Zhang Xiangyun and Chen's father came back with fruit, water and snacks.

"Xiao An, eat fruit, this fruit is sweet." Zhang Xiangyun said with a smile.

The overall atmosphere is slightly awkward, but okay.

Then, Zhang Xiangyun entered the questioning session:

How old are you and where are you from? Are both parents local? What do parents do? Do you have five insurances and one housing fund? When will you retire? Are there any siblings at home? Who are the family members? where do you work? How many people are there in the company? Is this industry hard work? How did you two meet? How long have you known each other?

Of course, these questions aren't stereotyped interrogations either, they're all interspersed in the chat.

Anti answered truthfully, the first sentence did not match Chen Chuan's, and said "28".

However, Zhang Xiangyun showed no reaction on the surface, with a decent and kind smile.

Buzz!

Anti's phone vibrated on the coffee table, and a message came from Ren Li.

Ren Li: By the way, don't say you are 28, just say 24.

Everyone saw it.

Chen Chuan touched his nose.

Father Chen scratched the instep.

……

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

The chat is over.

Anti stayed at Chen Chuan's house.

She took a shower, wrapped in a towel, and stood in Chen Chuan's bedroom.

Chen Chuan patted her on the back and said, "The performance is okay."

"My age...not a good answer." Antti hesitated.

"Age is not a problem, come up." Chen Chuan lay down and said.

Anti rubbed her hands and sat up obediently.

Chen Chuan picked up the phone and asked, "Tell me your parents' addresses."

"Daguanzhuang Village, Pingxi District..." Andy asked, "What are you doing?"

"Can your dad drink a bar?"

"Hmm."

Chen Chuan bought 10 boxes of Maotai in the Maotai flagship store and sent them, each box totaling 320,000.

For Chen Chuan, this is not money anymore.

After buying it, Chen Chuan said: "For Father's Day, I bought two bottles of wine for your dad. I wish him a happy holiday."

"Thank you." Andy sat on Chen Chuan and hugged him.

"Why are you so tight...?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Ah? Because you haven't..." Andy whispered.

"No, why are you so nervous? When my mother asked you, you stuttered. Haven't you always been in a good mood?" Chen Chuan asked while holding her crotch.

"Yeah, but that's your mother, it's my ancestor, can I not be nervous when I see my ancestor." Andy said.

"Harm, what ancestor, she is very talkative, you will know after a long time together, in my heart, she is still a little girl, and she is quite naive, and her best friends, all of them are naive." Chen Chuan said .

"You dare say your mother is naive, I'll go and complain to her~" Andy said with a smile.

"Oh, this is the same line? You little traitor, we have a traitor, watch me clean up you."

"Don't..."

In the middle of the night, the Chen family was engaged in a silent battle, which ended in a disastrous defeat when the traitor was killed and disarmed.

The next morning.

Anti got up early and made breakfast, potato cakes, salty porridge, nugget soup, fried eggs, fried Parma ham, fried eggplant, fried lotus root, and pot stickers.

After Chen Chuan got up, he saw that his father's dark circles were a little heavy, and he was surprised: "What's wrong? He was beaten?"

"No..." Father Chen hurriedly lowered his head and rubbed.

"You didn't sleep last night?" Chen Chuan was surprised.

"I slept, that...cough, I slept well, very, very good." Father Chen muttered, "I have to start running again in the morning. Hey, Xiao An has made so many delicious dishes. It's amazing!"

Anti chuckled: "The craftsmanship is not good, just make some, uncle, you can try this."

Zhang Xiangyun woke up with a spring breeze on his face, and said hello to Andy in a happy mood: "Good morning, Xiao An, did you do all of this?"

"Well, aunty try this."

"Okay, I'm going to wash up, and I'll be back for a big meal later." Zhang Xiangyun hummed and danced away.

In the morning, it is a hearty breakfast for a family of four.

Then, Father Chen drove the P1 to the hot pot restaurant.

Anti also came by car. She drove the white president of Martha sent to her by Chen Chuan, and also went to work.

Zhang Xiangyun is driving a Cayenne. She didn't go to the hot pot restaurant. Because she was in a good mood, she invited a few girlfriends to go shopping (show off).

Chen Chuan was lying in his new home by himself.

Chen Chuan posted a circle of friends, photographing the coastline of Haiqin City outside the window, with the text: This place of peace of mind is my hometown.

This house was renovated at 20 million yuan, so it is not necessary to mention the luxury. The main reason is that my parents lived here, and there are traces of my parents everywhere - traces of life, which makes people feel at ease and feels like home.

Lie on the sofa in the living room like this, blowing the sea breeze from the window and basking in the faint sunlight, that is the word "comfortable".

The [Xishan Longyin] mansion in the capital is worth 200 million. [East Suburb No. 1] in Shanghai is worth 280 million ~IndoMTL.com~ [Black Butterfly Shell] in Rongcheng is worth 100 million, and [Jiuxi Terrace] in Yucheng is worth 90 million, which are not as good as the 46.8 million that my parents lived in. The house is reassuring.

So, the problem is not about money, it doesn't matter how much money you have, it's still the saying "This place is my hometown"

Looking at the balance of 1.2 billion US dollars in the card, Chen Chuan stretched his posture and felt more comfortable.

……

In a rental house in Haiqin City.

Wanwan was making dumplings in the living room. Not only did she make the dumplings alone, but there was also a man and a woman, a total of three people, all young people.

After she finished wrapping, she washed her hands and looked at her mobile phone. She saw "This place is my hometown", and she was surprised: "He went home?"

"Who?" asked the young man making dumplings.

Wanwan said: "It's... a junior from the same school, that Zeng Shipeng, Wang Meng, you two are eating here, I have to go out."

"Why are you going? Today, I deliberately took a leave of absence to make dumplings at home and eat them. The dumplings are all finished. Where are you going?" the young man asked.

"I went to give money to my little brother, and he lent me a sum of money. He happened to be back, so I'll go give it to her." Wanwan said.

"Can't you transfer it to him? Have to give it face to face?" the youth asked.

"Well...it's not a small amount, I don't worry about transferring money."

"The dumplings are almost ready. You can eat them before you leave. It's the first time the three of us have worked together to make dumplings." Youth said.

Wanwan thought for a while and said, "Then I'll take some and eat it at my junior."

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ps: Thank you to the Silver Alliance: Book friends are rewarded! Thank you, boss, for breaking 100 chapters to the boss! Exploding in the liver... Suzaku is considering whether to send 100 chapters together or to break out 20 chapters each time

Thanks to the leader, Maple Leaf Piaoxu, for his 50,000 reward, giving the boss five chapters.

Thanks to the other book friends who have rewarded books. I will thank them one by one tomorrow, and I will code them first!

Thanks again to the Silver Alliance!