The atmosphere of everyone's chat was like a family affair, without too many polite words, which actually made Gu Chen feel very comfortable.
The same is true for Zhang Wenle.
This is why Zhang Wenle chose to come to his uncle's restaurant after returning to Jiangnan City from the capital.
Here Lu Weiwei and Yuan Shasha took a group photo with Zhang Wenle. Over there, Officer Wang couldn't lose face, so he could only pick up his phone and take a few random photos of Zhang Wenle.
Seeing that the atmosphere was harmonious, Zhang Lei also asked everyone to eat food while asking Zhang Wenle: "Wenle, when you return home, will you live in the city or in the country?"
"Maybe in the countryside." Zhang Wenle drank a glass of wine and said helplessly: "I bought a house in the city and just got the key, but it hasn't been renovated yet, so I can't live there for the time being, so I can only live in the countryside."
After saying this, Zhang Wenle sighed.
Gu Chen, who noticed something unusual, asked him out of curiosity: "You don't want to live in the country?"
"No, I just don't want people to know that I'm home." Zhang Wenle frowned and explained to Gu Chen:
"After I returned home last year, to be honest with you, all kinds of people invited me to dinner, including those I had never met and those I had met, including my former classmates."
"Even classmates I haven't seen for several years have sent text messages and made phone calls, saying they must treat me to dinner."
Shaking his head, Zhang Wenle also said helplessly: "What's even more annoying is that someone I haven't met yet insists on inviting me to dinner."
"To be honest, Officer Gu, I really don't want to go."
It was obvious that Zhang Wenle had social phobia, and Gu Chen also nodded silently: "There are more social events during the New Year. You are famous now. People who know you and those who don't know you will definitely come to you for dinner. This is normal."
"This is not normal." Zhang Wenle shook his head and sighed helplessly: "Last year, I was only slightly famous."
"But this year is different. If I hadn't been wearing a hat and sunglasses and wrapping myself tightly when I went out, I might have been recognized on the street."
"So the scene last year was embarrassing enough for me. I really don't want too many people to know that I'm going home this year, so..."
"So don't go there. We can live in your Uncle Lei's house. Although the house is not big, there is still no problem in giving you a room."
Zhang Lei drank a glass of juice and couldn't help but say.
But Zhang Wenle shook his head and sighed: "But my mother said, I still have to go, otherwise after drinking, she would call me and say, oh, you see you have changed now, you are not the same person before."
"So this makes me very... very embarrassed, you know? My mother has always been proud of me, and she has been very proud of me in the past two years in the village. The main reason is that I am embarrassed."
"I don't know what to do. To be honest, it was those few days in my hometown last year that made me very uncomfortable."
"In the past, those people who knew you or didn't know you well, were close to you or not very close to you, they would often talk about me and make things against me, you know? But they would hardly say good things."
"Haha." Hearing that Zhang Wenle was distressed, Lu Weiwei also smiled and said: "I really can't believe that you, a big star, have so many worries?"
"Isn't that right? Who made me suddenly famous?" Zhang Wenle also lay on the seat and couldn't help complaining: "It makes me have a psychological shadow when I go home now."
"Because this is... a very normal phenomenon." Zhang Lei took a sip of the drink and said calmly:
"You said those people mentioned you, yes, they will definitely tell people, do you know so-and-so? It turns out he is from our village. Hey, that grandson, let me tell you, I don't even like to look at him."
Zhang Lei smiled faintly and said: "So they will say that Zhang Wenle is famous now."
"Whatever happened back then, from now on, whether they are true or false, they will tell you many things one after another. This is a very normal phenomenon, let me tell you."
After a pause, Zhang Lei suddenly raised his head and thought: "There is a word called...what is it?"
"There are many famous people," Gu Chen added.
Zhang Lei flicked his finger: "Yes, it makes people famous and has a lot of right and wrong."
"I'm telling you Wen Le, you must grit your teeth and remember it thousands and thousands of times. There will be no one who praises you. Anyone who can't reach you will definitely not say good things about you."
"Even those who were in the same class with you, even if they were three grades behind you, even the people who guarded the gate when you were in elementary school would make complaints about you."
"For example, if that guy Zhang Wenle went to the capital to join the entertainment industry, he would have to speak out. Even I would have to speak out."
"And after that, even you may not know, but the classmates in Jiangnan City will say that he wet the bed in our dormitory back then."
"puff!"
Hearing Zhang Lei's words, Lu Weiwei and Yuan Shasha couldn't help laughing.
When Zhang Wenle heard this, he immediately felt embarrassed and quickly clarified: "Uncle, when did I wet the bed? Please stop talking nonsense, okay?"
"Isn't this an analogy?" Zhang Lei also complained.
Zhang Wenle looked unhappy and retorted: "There is no need to spread such rumors."
"But if I don't say it, others will." Zhang Lei picked up the vegetables with chopsticks and couldn't help but talk about it: "They won't say good things about you."
"Yes." Zhang Wenle also nodded in agreement: "They really won't say good things about me, they just use me to make trouble."
"Isn't that right?" When Officer Wang heard this, he also interjected and complained: "You are famous now, but those people will definitely say something bad about you and tell them, look, Zhang Wenle, who you admire so much, was in my life back then.
This, I won't take him seriously."
"And when these people are bragging, they will say, now that he is like this, I still don't like to see him."
"Yes." It felt like everyone was on point. Zhang Wenle nodded silently and admitted, "That's what those people are like."
"Sometimes, when I am filming in Beijing and working, they will tease me and give me a cold call during dinner."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "If this call is connected, they will say that you saw it, right? Just answer the call as soon as it is called."
"And if I don't answer, they will say, maybe this grandson is doing something. This is human nature."
At this point, Zhang Wenle also sighed and complained helplessly: "This is also the reason why I don't want to go back to the countryside, I just want to stay in the city for a while."
"Because after returning home, the whole village will start live broadcasts and use me as a traffic tool, saying that I am an old classmate, a childhood playmate, and so on."
"Of course, what they said is right. They just over-consumed me and made me feel very uncomfortable."
"Take another artist who also returned to our Jiangnan City last year as an example. He is also somewhat famous in the entertainment industry."
"But after returning to Jiangnan City, do you know what he was doing?"
Everyone looked at each other, expressing their ignorance.
"He goes to and from the wedding banquets of his seven aunts and eight aunts every day, and serves as the best man for those cousins. Every time he comes back, he is the best man. It feels like these relatives have set the wedding date for when he comes home, and fans send him out.
It’s called ‘The Best Man, Little Prince’.”
"Pfft." After hearing Zhang Wenle's words, Lu Weiwei couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I used to think that being an artist was quite glorious, but I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to go home as an artist?"
"Yes, so these people don't want to go home to celebrate the New Year, mainly because they are afraid of being dominated by their relatives. After all, celebrities and artists also want to pay New Year's greetings." Gu Chen also understood Zhang Wenle's difficulties deeply.
It can be seen that I miss my hometown if I don’t go home for the New Year.
But when I go home for the New Year, all kinds of trivial matters come one after another.
Although I can bring face to my family, embarrassing things happen one after another.
Zhang Lei covered his mouth and snickered, and gave advice: "I mean Wen Le, I suggest you not to go back and stay at your Uncle Lei's house."
"Wait until the New Year's Day before going back to pay New Year greetings. In this way, your friends who want to meet you for dinner will not know your specific whereabouts."
"If you go back to the countryside now, the whole village might be broadcasting live for you 24 hours a day. Those people are really capable of doing this."
"I know, I originally wanted to stay in a hotel and didn't want to disturb Uncle Lei."
"Huh, why should I bother you? They are all family members and don't speak the same language. Your Uncle Lei is not the kind of person who wants to consume you."
"You, just stay at Uncle Lei's house with peace of mind. Don't tell your mother about it for the time being. Just say that you are still in the capital."
"Otherwise, I can imagine now that your mother is telling everyone about your return home."
"If this is really the case, then the people who are getting married and the people who are serving the wine, can't they catch you to perform?"
"Yes, Wen Le, just listen to your Uncle Lei." Zheng Kewen, who had been sitting silently for a long time, also suggested.
Hearing this, Zhang Lei thought briefly for a few seconds before silently nodding his head and agreeing: "That's okay, it's just that I've troubled Uncle Lei these days."
"Harm, what are you talking about? This isn't called trouble. Your Uncle Lei has a small family. After you go, it will be called lively."
Looking at the dishes in front of him, Zhang Lei reminded him: "Don't stop using your chopsticks, everyone, eat while it's hot."
"Um."
Everyone picked up their chopsticks and started to enjoy.
At Zhang Lei's suggestion, everyone toasted and drank together, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
Zhang Lei glanced at Gu Chen and asked for advice: "Gu Chen, you have a good sense and know a lot. Have you paid attention to the new shopping malls that have opened nearby recently?"
"Yes." Gu Chen put down his chopsticks and couldn't help but said: "This newly opened shopping mall takes a high-end route."
"Yes, I want to open another branch and open it in that shopping mall. What do you think?" Zhang Lei asked.
Gu Chen frowned and asked Zhang Lei: "What about the funds?"
"It's not a lot, but if a few partners work together, they can come up with some. I just don't know if this shopping mall can be built."
"I advise you to speak slowly." Gu Chen took a sip of his drink and said as a reminder: "I've seen your restaurant and the business is generally pretty good."
"So, just focus on this store and do a good job in management. Don't always think about moving to a shopping mall."
"But the mall has a lot of traffic, and the location of our store is not particularly good." Zhang Lei expressed his anxiety.
But Gu Chen still shook his head and said: "Uncle Lei, what you see is the traffic of the mall, and the rent has increased several times. Can your turnover increase so much?"
"I don't know, maybe not? But I think KFC and McDonald's are also here."
"It's different." Gu Chen smiled lightly and explained: "KFC? Can you compare? Like KFC, McDonald's, Starbucks, Haidilao."
"Many shopping malls don't charge them rent at all, and even subsidize decoration costs."
"What?" After hearing Gu Chen's words, Zhang Lei was a little confused: "You still don't charge them rent? And you also subsidize the decoration costs?"
"Yes, I'm talking about some shopping malls. They will sign internal contracts with these big brands. Why? Because shopping malls also have to rely on these big brands to attract traffic, and then harvest the rents from small households like you."
"So you think you are taking advantage of the shopping mall's traffic? In fact, you may also be cut off like a leek, so you need to be cautious in controlling costs and don't fall into it on impulse."
"Yes." Seeing that Gu Chen was right, Yuan Shasha quickly added: "This shopping mall is still in its infancy, and the flow of people will definitely not be very large, especially the food stores, which are mostly along the street."
"If Uncle Lei wants to open a new store in a shopping mall, I don't think it's necessary because the cost cycle is too long."
"If Uncle Lei can run this store well and double its turnover, there is no need to worry about the impact of this mall."
In fact, Lu Weiwei had already seen Zhang Lei's thoughts.
As shopping malls are rising nearby, they are faced with the problem of attracting investment. Many merchants along the street are afraid that their small street shops will be affected by the shopping malls, so they follow suit and want to build a store above the shopping mall.
But when Zhang Lei heard what Gu Chen and Yuan Shasha said, it seemed to make sense, so he nodded in agreement:
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The main reason is that I don't have much spare money on hand now. If I keep it in the bank, I might as well use it to do business."
"To be honest, with the little spare money I have, I can't buy a bigger store in the mall, and it puts more pressure on myself."
"If that's the case, then I won't rent it for the time being."
"Uncle Lei, it's not that I won't let you rent. It's just that considering your financial pressure, it can really be slowed down."
"After all, such an investment lasts a long time. If you have plenty of cash on hand, you might be able to give it a try."
"No, I'll just listen to you." Zhang Lei said with a smile.
At the wine table, Zhang Lei also interacted frequently with everyone.
Everyone had been chatting and drinking for a while. Gu Chen made an excuse and left with Lu Weiwei, Officer Wang and Yuan Shasha, and returned to the third group of private rooms.
At this moment, everyone stayed for a while, and it was not until the check was settled that everyone left one after another.
Since the payment is made from the criminal investigation team’s party fund, no one needs to pay extra.
The cashier also followed Zhang Lei's instructions and gave everyone discounts.
After bringing everyone to the entrance of the store, Gu Chen also arranged vehicles one by one to send everyone home safely.
It was busy for a while, and it was already 8 o'clock in the evening.
Gu Chen lent his vehicle to Lao Ding and asked Officer Ding to leave with a few colleagues who had urgent matters. He, along with Lu Weiwei, Officer Wang and Yuan Shasha, prepared to walk back to Furong Branch.
On the way, Officer Wang also said with emotion: "It seems that Zhang Lei's family has a lot of trivial matters. There is a nephew who is a comedian, and it is difficult to return home."
"I want to open a store in a high-end shopping mall, but I don't have enough funds. Do you think this person is a contradictory person?"
"Having money can solve everything." Seeing that Officer Wang had a lot of emotions tonight, Lu Weiwei couldn't help but complain: "In my opinion, the key is lack of money."
"But when you give up buying a house, you will find that you have a lot of money."
"When you give up on getting married, you will find that you will run out of time."
"When you give up having children, you not only find that you have a lot of money and time."
"Yes, Lu Weiwei, you are right." Officer Wang crossed his arms and said as he walked: "This person is usually older, and you always feel like there is something pressing on your chest."
"Maybe you start to worry about your marriage, your family, your children, your parents, and your job."
"No matter what, there is always one thing that affects your heart."
Glancing at the people around him, Officer Wang added: "Sometimes, this feeling will make you toss and turn and keep you awake at night."
"Yeah." Lu Weiwei folded her arms and couldn't help complaining: "So the user experience is not good when I grow up, and I always want to return it."
"And at this time, you have to choose the time and place even if you collapse."
"You are secretly wiping your tears while telling your family that you are fine and that you are fine."
"Maybe this is the life of an adult. We break down 800 times a day, but as long as someone asks, it's okay. Zhang Wenle is the best example."
"Haha." Seeing Lu Weiwei also starting to lament life, Officer Wang was immediately proud.
After all, this girl can finally realize that she is no longer young, at least not 18 years old anymore.
Just as everyone was walking through the door of a business building, a woman in a suit was standing on the roadside shivering.
On a cold day, she waited through the glass door, seemingly in a very agitated mood.
At this moment, a battery car stopped quickly on the side of the road. A young man wearing takeout clothes immediately picked up the takeout in his hand and rushed over at rocket speed.
At the same time, the woman who had been watching through the glass door angrily opened the door and walked forward with an angry look on her face.
"Sorry for the long wait." The takeaway boy hurriedly put the takeaway into the woman's hands and turned around to leave.
When the woman in uniform saw this, she said angrily: "Hey, what's wrong with you? It's already this hour and I have to go to work."
When she mentioned the takeaway in her hand, the woman in uniform was furious and said, "Look at this food, it's cold. How do you want me to eat it?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The delivery boy seemed anxious, running towards his electric car and waving his hands to apologize.
But this move directly angered the woman in uniform.
The woman in uniform also frowned slightly and said angrily: "Hey, what's your attitude? Be careful I give you a bad review."
As soon as the words fell, the delivery boy was stunned on the spot, turned around slowly, and looked at the woman in uniform with a sad look on his face.
"What are you looking at? With your attitude, you sent it here so late. What's wrong with me saying a few words to you? Do you know how long I've been waiting for you here? It's enough to send you off twice."
The woman in uniform was still angry and looked at her watch from time to time. She seemed to be in a hurry.
At this time, the delivery boy took a deep breath and said: "The last rider was in a car accident. He... disappeared on the spot. I delivered it to you again."
"What?" After hearing what the delivery boy said, the uniformed woman suddenly froze on the spot and said with a stiff expression: "Is it... is the food gone, or..."
"He died on the spot." The takeaway boy breathed a sigh of relief, but also said with a frustrated look: "The boss made the food from scratch, so it's better not to leave a bad review, right? Thank you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the delivery boy rode directly on his electric bicycle and quickly disappeared into the night.
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