Lin Hai Ting Tao
Chapter 316 Returning Home (First Guaranteed Update)
What I want to say is: It is normal not to like a certain book, and it is normal to express opposing opinions. It is also normal for you to be banned from speaking for cursing people in the book review area—posting book reviews with a "Lin Hai you motherfucker" every time you open your mouth, I don't owe you anything, do I? Those book friends who said that the water flooded Jinshan Temple in the book review area, and expressed that they didn't like this plot, no one banned them from speaking, right? Why did you alone have your speech tightened?
It's just reading a novel, there's no need to make it like this, right? The moderator banned you from speaking, and you said that my wife is being fucked, then you must be very domineering in real life, Chen Hero is nothing compared to you.
In addition, take this opportunity to announce the most basic rules of the forum—whether you like to read this book or hate it, please observe basic courtesy and do not insult others in the book review area, otherwise you will be banned from speaking for one month.
I hope everyone reads books harmoniously.
Lin Hai Ting Tao bows and exits.
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"Hero."
"Hmm?"
"Do you know something?"
"What?"
"Remember the woman you were interested in at the Versace charity dinner that day?"
"Ah..."
Chen Hero remembered his three-day Milan holiday again. Ivanka was right, memories are indeed perfect. To this day, he still can't help but smile when he occasionally recalls the bits and pieces of those three days.
"I remember I told you that she had a boyfriend of three years, and they were originally planning to get engaged in July."
"And then?"
"I just saw the news that she cancelled the engagement ceremony not long after returning to New York. It seems they broke up. You have a chance, Hero."
Chen Hero laughed silently.
De Kula, on the other end of the phone, couldn't see the smile on Chen Hero's face. He was still saying, "This time it's not concrete, it's a little better. If you're still interested, you can give it a try."
Chen Hero didn't know how to tell De Kula, should he say "We've already done it"? Or should he say "She has already left me"?
They separated without leaving any contact information, no phone number, no address. For the two of them, it was a beautiful encounter, short but perfect. Perhaps that was enough?
Chen Hero hung up the phone and thought to himself: Perhaps this is the real one-night stand?
Completely different from those women who go to bars and randomly find someone who is drunk, whose eyes light up when they see his bulging wallet, and who half-heartedly go to the hotel with him... That's a one-night stand, that's a one-night fling.
In any case, Ivanka left a full three days of beautiful impressions in his life, which was enough.
He also left an equally important impression in Ivanka's heart.
He didn't know when he would see that woman again, maybe they would never meet face to face in their lives, but so what?
He didn't care about forever, he only cared about having it once.
"Hero, what are you doing?" Seeing her son go to the back room to make a phone call and not come out for a long time, his mother knocked on the door.
Chen Hero came back to his senses, opened the door and saw his mother looking a little worried.
"Nothing, have you eaten?"
"Are you hungry? I'm cooking. I stir-fried your favorite cold-eaten rabbit. Why don't you eat some first?" His mother, wearing an apron and rolling up her sleeves, came directly from the kitchen.
"No, I want to take it to Italy to eat!" Chen Hero shook his head, resisting the tempting aroma of the cold-eaten rabbit.
Now they had moved out of the narrow and dilapidated house and community. Chen Hero bought a two-bedroom apartment in a newly built high-end community nearby for his parents. He didn't buy too big because his parents felt that if the house was too big, only the two of them would live in it, which would be too lonely, and it would be too tiring and troublesome to clean, so they bought a two-bedroom apartment. They lived in one bedroom, and the other bedroom was reserved for their son to live in when he came back. Most of the time, Chen Hero was not at home, and even if he came back, he wouldn't stay for long. Now he was a big star, and he was getting busier and busier.
He had just returned home the day before yesterday, and he was leaving again tomorrow. This time, he was said to be going to Beijing to be interviewed by the TV station and record a program.
"Hey, I'll make it for you again after you finish eating. It's not that rare..." Hearing her son's answer, the mother couldn't help but frown.
"But you're too tired, Mom." These days, Chen Hero felt that his mother had never stopped to rest. Every day, early in the morning, when he was still lying in bed, he could vaguely hear his mother mopping and sweeping the floor. When he got up, breakfast was already on the table, still emitting residual heat, but the house was empty. His father went to the store, and his mother went to the nearby vegetable market. After buying vegetables, she started cooking, making all kinds of dishes, all of which Chen Hero had liked to eat since he was a child. In addition to that, she had to prepare a lot of things for Chen Hero to take away, such as spicy sauce, fermented soybeans, and homemade pickles. After lunch, she went to the store to bring lunch to Chen Hero's father, Chen Tao, and took care of the store together. When it was almost dinner time, she rushed back to prepare dinner for the two of them. After dinner, she cleaned up and washed clothes. Although there was a washing machine, she still had to dry them. When she finally managed to sit on the sofa and watch TV for a while... She fell asleep again.
"It's tiring, but it's only tiring for a few days a year. What can't your mother handle?" The mother smiled happily, turned around and walked into the kitchen, where the sound of oil popping in the pot rang out again.
When her son came home, these few days were the happiest time for the mother, so no matter how tired she was, her heart was sweet. Even if she stayed in bed for several days after her son left, she would still be happy.
After lunch today, the mother had to go to deliver lunch to the father again.
But Chen Hero pressed her on the chair.
"You rest, I'll go!" He picked up the thermos and went out.
"Hey..." He moved so fast that the mother didn't have time to stop him, and watched his figure disappear into the elevator.
"If you go, I'm afraid your dad's business won't be able to continue..." The mother muttered at the door.
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Chen Tao was guarding his own shop.
Since his son became famous, his shop's business had been booming. Chen Hero had also specially taken promotional photos for his father's shop, and asked him to put them up in the shop to advertise.
Anyway, the portrait rights were 100% in his hands now, and he could use them however he wanted, and no one would say that he was infringing.
Many of Chen Hero's fans came here specifically to buy those cheap clothes, to show their support for Chen Hero.
Chen Hero also gave his father an idea: he would send signed Napoli postcards back home from time to time and put them in the store as prizes—those who spent a certain amount of money could get these prizes.
As a result, the business became even more booming...
Since his father was unwilling to retire and enjoy his old age, he would find a way to help his father earn more money... In fact, his father used to be a very shrewd businessman. If he hadn't used all the money he earned to invest in him to learn to play football, maybe his father would be one of the richest people in Chengdu now...
Many of his partners who used to set up stalls with him on Chunxi Road had now earned at least tens of millions of yuan, and were millionaires or even billionaires. What about his father? He moved from Chunxi Road to Jianshe Road, upgraded from a stall to a small storefront, selling cheap clothes imported from Guangzhou, earning a little living money with hard work.
People's fates were so strange. Now he had become a football star, and his father, who had sacrificed his dream, had become a small business owner. He must have also had the dream of becoming a business tycoon, right?
His dream had now been realized, and now, it was his father's turn.
Chen Hero knew that his father would not directly accept his financial assistance, so he had to use these "crooked ways" to help his father.
He was still thinking that if it was possible in the future, he might as well join forces with his father to start a clothing company, create a brand, and not do retail anymore...
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Chen Tao was a little surprised to see that it was his son, not his son's mother, who was delivering food to him today.
"You weren't stopped on the road and asked for autographs or photos, were you?"
Chen Hero pointed to his face. Sunglasses and baseball caps were essential items.
"No one recognized me."
At noon, the shop was a little quieter, but there were still girls from the nearby University of Electronic Science and Technology picking out clothes. The clothes here were all imported from Guangzhou, with good quality and low prices, and the styles were novel. Chen Tao had been in the clothing business for so many years, and he still had an eye for clothes.
However, these girls were obviously not interested in football. Their eyes were only on the colorful and beautiful clothes and skirts.
Chen Hero handed the thermos to his father, and the two of them went into the back room. The father sat at the door, eating while still being able to take care of the business.
"It's still quite dangerous. What if someone recognizes you... then you won't be able to do anything."
The reason why his mother was so busy and still delivered food to his father every day, instead of letting his son who was resting at home deliver it, was because she was worried that he would be recognized by fans, causing some trouble and embarrassment...
Just looking at the daily turnover of his small shop, you could tell how popular Chen Hero was in this city.
"I'm leaving tomorrow. I have to come and deliver you a meal before I leave, right?" Chen Hero sat on the chair in the back room, watching his father eat.
However, it was almost impossible for people in business to eat a complete meal. They were always interrupted by customers who kept coming in. For business people, this was a good thing, meaning that your business was good.
Chen Tao got up three times to deal with three groups of customers while eating. Two of them bought clothes, and one just asked about the price and left.
"Business is good." Chen Hero said when his father returned to the table again.
"Thanks to you." The father replied.
Then they both laughed. After the trip to Europe for more than half a month, the relationship between father and son had become special. Sometimes it didn't seem like father and son, but more like two friends.
"Now that I think about it, when you said you would take me to Europe, I still felt like it was an unreal dream." Chen Hero said. "I didn't expect it to really happen..."
"It's not good to let you play games at home all the time. Did you still want to live your whole life by playing games?"
Chen Hero smiled a little embarrassedly. At first, he really vaguely thought about this question—if he really couldn't make it on the path of playing football, he would become a game代练 (game leveler). With his extraordinary energy, he felt that he could stay up all night for a few days and nights, playing games all night, and he would still be able to do it...
But fortunately, he didn't do that, otherwise this book would have been categorized as an online game novel...
"Aren't you afraid that you would gain nothing when you went out at that time? I didn't find a job and still owed a lot of money?"
"What if I'm afraid? I always have to take a risk. And..." Chen Tao looked at Chen Hero and said with a smile: "Aren't you a genius? Are you still afraid of not having a chance?"
Chen Hero was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "That's right, I'm a genius!"
His father would never know his secret. To him, his son, who had been physically superior to his peers since childhood, was a genius, so he would put all the money he earned from doing business into it, to train his son to play football. In fact, his father didn't know much about football. His understanding of football was very general and superficial. But with the simple belief in trusting his son, he borrowed 100,000 yuan and embarked on a long journey with his son.
If the experience of these two and a half months was written into a book, it could be called an epic...
It was the story of an old man taking his son, who had put all his heart and soul into it, and even gave up his dream for it, with 100,000 yuan borrowed and a cheap electronic dictionary, packing his bags and heading to the unfamiliar European continent to pursue his son's dream.