Chen Yang, who hasn't slept in for a long time, is in love with the hotel sheets, but is awakened by a noisy sound.

"Alipay has received 60 yuan."

"WeChat collects 55 yuan."

"WeChat collects 100 yuan."

“…”

Then I remembered that I set up a QR code for my mobile phone to receive the money. As long as someone sends money, I will send a prompt sound. It seems that Lao Chen, who is helping me see the store, took the wrong QR code to collect the money.

Chen Yang, who was awakened, looked at the phone time and rubbed his sleepy eyes at 7 o'clock in the morning. According to the past, he would definitely get up and turn off his phone and continue to sleep. But when he thought about the other day, he still swears to tell Lao Chen that he would hand over the store to him.

As a result, I have been busy with my own affairs these days, and I feel a little guilty. I reluctantly said goodbye to the bed, washed up briefly, went downstairs to buy a soy milk fried dough stick, and took a taxi to go directly to the LH market.

When you arrive at the LH market.

It was almost eight o'clock in the morning. When I walked to my seafood shop, I found that Old Chen, who sold seafood, was sitting alone on a plastic chair smoking a cigarette, staring at a location with his brows tightly locked, as if he was having something to worry about.

Chen Yang asked, "Old Chen, are you sold out?"

After hearing the sound, Old Chen reacted. It was his son who came over, so he nodded and said, "I'm willing to come."

Then he sighed and took out his cell phone to Chen Yang: "You can take a good look at it yourself."

Chen Yang frowned slightly.

After taking the phone, I saw many old men and aunts added Lao Chen’s WeChat and sent him a lot of red envelopes, which contained a list of seafood to buy.

"Old Chen, two green crabs, I'll give you a deposit of 100."

"I want two groupers."

"I want a gentian."

......

"Old Chen, why don't you speak?"

"Old Chen, you're receiving red envelopes."

In addition to this, there is also a special seafood shopping group in the LH market. Lao Chen was also pulled into the group. Many people in the group @ him and asked from time to time: "Lao Chen, have the green crabs arrived?"

However, Lao Chen didn't reply a word.

Seeing this, Chen Yang smiled unkindly. He instantly understood why Old Chen looked depressed. This is how relationships are. He can’t chat with others on WeChat and can’t even make the most basic reply. Chen Yang suddenly felt that his son was really too dereliction of duty.

Chen Yang held his cell phone and said to Lao Chen: "It doesn't matter if you can't type. There is something like a speaker here. You just need to hold it down and talk."

Chen Yang picked up his cell phone and demonstrated it directly to Lao Chen.

Old Chen took his cell phone and gave his son a blank look: "How could I not do such a simple thing? I mean, when did you have those goods? I have collected a lot of deposits these days. If there is no goods, I have to return the deposits quickly."

After saying that, he picked up his phone and said to a WeChat account named San Ge.

"San brother, there are no blue crabs today, why don't you wait any longer? If there is really no, I will return the money to you."

Then he clicked on a WeChat account called Defa and said.

“…”

Chen Yang stood there, closing his mouth tightly, not laughing, absolutely not laughing at me. Chen is often made fun of by his mother because he can't type. If he laughs at him again, he might be really angry and embarrassed to repair himself.

Old Chen talked about it for about ten times in one go.

He breathed a sigh of relief. He understood the past few days after opening the store.

The reason why my own seafood shop is resurrected is all because of his son’s group of wild and top-notch goods. The first thing these customers who come to buy seafood is whether the blue crabs and groupers were still there a few days ago. If they told them that they didn’t have one, they would also buy some seafood from the store.

But the more this happens, the more worried Lao Chen is.

With overfishing along the coast and various industrial pollution, wild blue crabs and groupers in the offshore have always been scarce. Many people who specialize in this industry are difficult to supply continuously, let alone his small shop.

What I am afraid of is that after the supply of goods is cut off, everyone knows that there are no top-notch goods here, and they will gradually forget the store and the business becomes the same as before. At that time, the confidence that this kid finally built up may be destroyed again.

His son finally became so motivated. Old Chen didn't want to see the otaku son who was unwilling to leave the door again.

"Don't worry about goods," Chen Yang said with a smile.

"Really." Old Chen said seriously.

"I promise you." Chen Yang continued, laughing, "Dad, there is something I want to discuss with you."

When Old Chen heard this, he frowned. Why did this kid suddenly become polite? He was shouting just now, but why did he suddenly change his words and call him dad? However, he was a little uncomfortable, and his little face smiled so sweetly. You don’t have to think about it and you must have something to ask for him.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Chen Yang said coldly.

"Then I'll say it." Chen Yang said with a smile.

"It's so hard."

Chen Yang licked Zhang's smile. He felt that something was going to end early, so he said seriously: "Well, I don't like Mu Xiaoyao. Can you just stop this blind date? Besides, our two families have such a different economy, so they will be a great god when they get it back. I also expect to marry a virtuous wife and be filial to the two elders."

After hearing this, Old Chen frowned even deeper. He thought he wanted to help him, or to rent a house and ask for money, but he didn't expect it to be this.

But wasn’t the blind date going well?

Why did he suddenly say he didn't like it? Old Chen shook his cigarette box and smoked another cigarette: "You can just decide on the matter of young people. Even if you don't get married, I have no objection, but have you told your mother about this?"

Chen Yang scratched his head: "Not yet."

Old Chen gave his son a blank look: "You asked me to be scolded, but I support you in this matter. To be honest, I can't get along with people from that kind of family. I don't like Western food very much. It's not delicious and can't eat enough. Although I have never seen your father, Xiaoyao's father's watch seems to be a meal. Is one watch enough for us to earn for several months?"

Chen Yang smiled and said, "The 12-year Vacheron Constantin Malte 100, the 100th anniversary limited edition edition has a total of 100 pieces worldwide, not a few months. According to the income from our previous store, it will take about five or six years."

"Ahem."

Old Chen was almost choked by the cigarette he smoked. He thought that Chen Yang's second uncle introduced it to be a relatively rich family, but he really didn't expect that he would be so rich, and a watch costs about one million. Old Chen couldn't understand the lives of rich people in an instant.

When the father and son were chatting.

Fatty Zhang walked over with a smile, holding a box of tea in his hand, and said with a smile: "Old Chen, your son is here too today. Is there any tea at home? This tea was fried by one of my brothers himself. I've given it to you."

"It's okay, what tea do you send?" Old Chen said in confusion.

Fatty Zhang smiled and said, "There is too much tea at home."

"There are so many, so give me more." Old Chen was not polite.

Fatty Zhang was stunned for a moment and smiled awkwardly: "Next time, I didn't bring it here today."

After saying that, he said to Chen Yang, "The dog on Lao Zhu is pretty good. I heard that you bought a Du Gao. Has he given you a discount? If you don't give it, I'll call him to scold him."

"Buy a dog?" Old Chen said in confusion.
Chapter completed!