Chen Zhao drove back to the capital all the way and took a night off in his big house.

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

It’s not that he suddenly became diligent, but the various cooking utensils in the kitchen were too high-end. The complete set of knives of German Shuanglien people flashed with a modern thick metal crystal luster. Various elegant styles of pots were in transparent glass cabinets, as if they were modern art displayed in the exhibition hall. The pot sets were imported Swiss and Italian goods, and any one cost tens of thousands.

The kitchen counter in Nakajima is also very large, so it is okay to be a standard bed.

With such a high-end kitchen, Chen Zhao felt that it would be a waste not to be a waste.

So he occasionally tried to make something here to eat.

It doesn't have to be too good, just a simple Western food.

What you want is the feeling of doing it yourself and having enough food and clothing.

Everything was cleaned up, so Chen Zhao called Uncle Dequan.

Uncle Dequan is Chen's father's childhood friend. He works in a garment factory in a village not far from Simatai Great Wall. In that factory, the people working in that factory are all from Chen Zhao's hometown, and several of them are from the same age as Chen Zhao.

"Uncle Dequan, I am Chen Zhao."

"Ah, Xiao Zhao, I heard your father say you've made a fortune in the capital."

"I was lucky and followed a big boss. By the way, when I came, my aunt asked me to bring you something, and you send me the address and I'll send it to you."

"You're driving?"

"yes!"

"Then the relationship is good, you have a car."

"Okay, send me the address."

After receiving the text message, Chen Zhao drove away.

It took more than two hours to get to the place, and they just got off work at noon and caught lunch.

The big red jeep stopped smoothly at the entrance of the clothing factory, which attracted the attention of the workers.

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

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

"Uncle Dequan, this is what my aunt asked me to bring."

"Okay, go! Go to my house for dinner!"

"OK!"

I just took two steps and stopped again.

"Brother Zhiqiang, Xiaogang, Xiaoyong?"

Chen Zhao shouted in surprise.

Chen Zhiqiang, Chen Gang, Chen Yong.

They are all young people in Chen Zhao's village. Everyone grew up together. However, they all went out to work after junior high school. Only Chen Zhao insisted on going to high school and joined the army. Everyone went their separate ways and it was rare to get together during the Chinese New Year, so they broke off contact with everyone.

Chen Zhao didn't know that they worked here before.

Now that I know, I also know that Chen Zhiqiang is the manufacturer of this small clothing factory and the boss’s absolute confidant.

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

"Yes! The wine is ready!"

"I haven't sat together for a long time, but you don't go to work in the afternoon?" Chen Zhao asked.

Clothing factories do fine work and often use small scissors to cut threads. If you drink too much wine, your hands will become unstable.

Therefore, this kind of small clothing factory generally has regulations that drinking is not allowed at noon.

"fine!"

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

"You can drive the car into the yard, too!"

"Live here today and leave tomorrow."

Everyone shouted.

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

The table was full of wine and food.

Chen Zhao also bought a few dishes from the way.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, everyone slowly relaxed their hearts. As the factory director, Chen Zhiqiang raised his glass and smiled: "We have not seen Chen Zhaode for many years. I heard that you have met noble people and went to the capital to make a lot of money. I still want to get together. We happened to meet today and have this cup first!"

"good!"

Everyone shouted together, then raised their glasses to drink.

Chen Zhao put down his glass and smiled and said, "Anyway, I'm drinking too. I won't leave tonight. Brother Qiang, is there a place to live?"

"Yes! Make sure you sleep soundly!"

Chen Zhiqiang patted his chest and agreed.

As the factory manager, isn’t it easy to find an empty bed?

"Okay! Then I'll invite everyone to dinner in the afternoon. I see there is a small restaurant next to me. I'll invite them from our village and from the neighboring village!"

Chen Zhao was very generous.

"Yeah, are you rich?"

"You don't think he's so cool, rich people!"

Everyone shouted.

"I seized the opportunity and made some money after finding a bargain. Why don't I come here to be a big money quickly?" Chen Zhao said modestly.

"Okay! With your mighty talent, we have to beat your rich man tonight!"

"That's right, let's drink less at noon and drink open to the evening!"

"Take everyone from our hometown with you, don't save money for Chen Zhao!"

"no problem!"

Everyone shouted together, and Chen Zhao also drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, feeling so arrogant.

This is the benefit of rich people.

Because I had to continue working in the afternoon, everyone didn't drink much.

After lunch, the others went to work, and Chen Zhao sniffed on Uncle Dequan's bed for an afternoon.

Then at night, dozens of people gathered in a nearby restaurant.

Most of these people are girls.

"Chen Zhao, what business are you doing?" someone asked.

The person who asked about the question was an eighteen-year-old girl named Yang Wenjing. She had a tall and charming nose, fair skin, tall figure, and a pair of soft eyes under her slender eyelashes.

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

"Just do some small business and follow the big boss." Chen Zhao said modestly.

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

"Haha, that's all good luck." Chen Zhao explained.

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

But I felt ashamed and annoyed.

Because she felt that her heart was so silly that she was asking questions.

Although Chen Zhao looks average, he must be very rich when driving such a well-cared jeep, so Yang Wenjing wanted to take the initiative to talk to him and attract his attention. Unexpectedly, he asked stupid things as soon as he opened his mouth, and there was no at all attraction.

Why……

Chen Zhao didn't notice this.

He hasn't drunk with his fellow villagers for a long time.

Besides, since childhood, no girl with fair skin and beautiful appearance has ever contacted him. She doesn’t know what to talk about, so she might as well have a drink with everyone.

After sobering up the next day, Chen Zhao greeted everyone, and left the mountain village clothing factory and returned to the capital.

After staying comfortably for two days, Chen Zhao was very excited when he heard from the auction house that the autumn auction with the four Yuan companies as the theme was about to be held. Many well-known collectors in the circle have already confirmed to participate.
Chapter completed!