Volume 1: When a Hero Appears, People Pay Attention. Chapter 6 Returning Home (First Update Guaranteed)

Chapter Six Returning Home (First update guaranteed)

"hero."

"Um?"

"Do you know something?"

"What?"

"Remember the woman you were interested in at the Versace charity dinner that day?"

"ah……"

Chen Yingxiong thought of the three-day Milan holiday again. Ivanka is right, memories are indeed perfect. To this day, when he occasionally recalls every detail of those three days, he can't help but smile.

"I remember I told you that she has a boyfriend who has been in love for three years. They were originally planning to get engaged in July."

"Then what?"

"I just saw the news that not long after she returned to New York, she called off the engagement ceremony. It seems they blew it. You have a chance, hero."

Chen Yingxiong laughed silently.

Dracula on the other end of the phone couldn't see the smile on Chen Yingxiong's face. He was still saying: "It's not concrete this time, it's a little better. If you are still interested, you can try it."

Chen Yingxiong didn't know how to tell Dracula, "We have already done it"? Or "She has left me"?

They separated without leaving any contact information, no phone number or mailing address. For the two of them, this was a beautiful encounter, short but perfect. Maybe this was enough?

Chen Yingxiong hung up the phone and thought to himself: Maybe this is a real one-night stand?

It's completely different from those women who go to a bar to get drunk, and their eyes light up when they see their bulging wallets, and they half-recommend and book a hotel room by themselves... This is one-night sex, that's a one-night stand.

In any case, it is enough for Ivanka Trump to leave a wonderful impression in her life for three full days.

He also left an equally important impression on Ivanka.

He didn't know when he would meet that woman again, and maybe there would never be a face-to-face time in his life, but so what?

Don't care about eternity, only care about what you once had.

"Hero, what are you doing?" Seeing that her son went to the back room to make a phone call and didn't come out for a long time, his mother knocked on the door.

Chen Yingxiong came to his senses and opened the door to see his mother who was worried about him.

"Nothing to do, have you eaten?"

"Are you hungry? I'm cooking. I fried your favorite cold rabbit. Why don't you eat some first?" Mom, wearing an apron and rolling up her sleeves, came directly from the kitchen.

"No, I want to take it to Italy to eat!" Chen Yingxiong shook his head and resisted the alluring aroma of the cold rabbit.

Now that they have moved out of the narrow and dilapidated house and community, Chen Yingxiong bought his elders a two-bedroom and one-living house in a newly built high-end community nearby. They didn't buy a bigger house because their parents thought it would be too deserted for just the two of them to live in, and it would be too tiring and cumbersome to clean, so they bought a two-bedroom apartment. They shared one bedroom, and the other was reserved for their son when he returned. Most of the time, Chen Yingxiong was not at home, and even if he came back, he would not stay for long. Now he is a big star and getting busier and busier.

He had just arrived home the day before yesterday and would be leaving again tomorrow. This time I said I was going to Beijing to be interviewed by a TV station and record a program.

"Hey, mom will cook it for you after you finish eating. It's not that unusual..." Upon hearing her son's answer, the mother couldn't help but frown.

"But you are too tired, Mom." These days, Chen Yingxiong felt that his mother never stopped to rest. Every morning, while he was still lying on the bed, he could vaguely hear the sound of his mother mopping the floor. When I got up, breakfast was already on the table, still radiating warmth, but the house was empty. Dad went to the store, and mom went to the nearby vegetable market. After buying groceries, he started cooking, making all kinds of dishes. They were all home-cooked dishes that Chen Yingxiong liked to eat since he was a child. In addition, he also had to prepare many things for Chen Yingxiong to take away, such as spicy sauce and bean paste. , homemade kimchi and the like. After lunch, she went to the store to bring food to Chen Yingxiong's father, Chen Tao, and guarded the store together. When it was almost dinner, she rushed back to prepare dinner for the two men. After dinner, it’s time to clean up and wash the clothes. Although there is a washing machine, they still have to be dried. After finally being able to sit down on the sofa and watch TV for a while...she fell asleep again.

"Yes, you are tired, but you only get tired so many days a year. Why can't your mother be tired?" With a happy smile, her mother turned and walked into the kitchen, where the sound of oil popping into the pot was heard again. .

Her son is back home. These days are the happiest times for a mother, so no matter how tired she is, it feels sweet to her heart. Even after her son left and she lay in bed unable to get out of bed for several days, she was still happy.

After lunch today, my mother is going to deliver food to my father again.

But Chen Yingxiong pushed her down on the chair.

"You rest, I'll go!" He picked up the thermos bucket and went out.

"Eh..." He moved so fast that the mother didn't even have time to stop him and watched him disappear into the elevator.

"Go, I'm afraid your dad's business won't even work..." Mom murmured as she stood at the door.

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Chen Tao is guarding his shop.

Ever since his son became famous, his shop's business has been booming. Chen Yingxiong also specially took pictures of promotional posters for his father's store and asked him to post them in the store for advertising.

Anyway, now the portrait rights are 100% in his hands, he can use them however he wants, and no one will accuse him of infringement.

Many fans of Chen Yingxiong came here specifically to buy those cheap clothes to show their support for Chen Yingxiong.

Chen Yingxiong also gave his father an idea. He would send Naples postcards signed by him from time to time and put them in the store as prizes. If you spend any amount of money, you can get these prizes.

As a result, the business is even more prosperous...

Since my father doesn't want to retire and enjoy a happy life, then I should find a way to help my father make more money... In fact, my father used to be a very business-minded person, if he hadn't spent all the money he earned on himself to learn to play football. If so, maybe his father is now one of the richest men in Chengdu...

Many of his friends who set up street stalls on Chunxi Road with him have now earned at least tens of millions, and are now multi-millionaires or even billionaires. Where is your father? Moved from Chunxi Road to Jianshe Road, and upgraded from a street stall to a small storefront, selling cheap clothes imported from Guangzhou to earn some hard-earned money for living expenses.

Human destiny is so strange. He is now a football star, and his father, who sacrificed his dream, has become a small business owner. He must have had the dream of becoming a business tycoon, right?

My dream has now come true, now it's my father's turn.

Chen Yingxiong knew that his father was unwilling to directly accept financial assistance from him, so he had no choice but to help his father through these "crooked ways".

He is still thinking that if possible in the future, he might just jointly set up a clothing company with his father to build a brand instead of retail...

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Chen Tao was a little surprised to see that it was his son who brought him food today, not his mother.

"Have you ever been stopped on your way to ask for an autograph or a photo or something?"

Chen Yingxiong pointed to his face. Sunglasses and a peaked cap are must-have items.

"No one recognized me."

At noon, the store was a little deserted, but there were still girls from the nearby University of Electronic Science and Technology of China choosing clothes. The clothes here are all imported from Guangzhou, they are of high quality, low price and fashionable. Chen Tao has been in the clothing business for so many years, and he still has a good eye for clothes.

However, these girls are obviously not interested in football. They only have eyes for colorful and beautiful clothes and skirts.

Chen Yingxiong handed the thermos bucket to his father, and the two of them got into the back room. Dad sat at the door, eating and taking care of his business.

"It's still more dangerous. If someone recognizes you... don't do anything else."

Why is the mother so busy and has to deliver food to the father every day instead of letting the son who is resting at home do it? It is because he is worried that he will be recognized by the fans and cause some trouble and trouble...

Just looking at the daily turnover of his small shop, you can tell how popular Chen Yingxiong is in this city.

"I'm leaving tomorrow. Why don't I come and deliver you a meal before I leave?" Chen Yingxiong sat on a chair in the back room and watched his father eat.

However, it is almost impossible for business people to have a continuous meal. If they are always eating, they will be woken up by customers who keep coming. For business people, this is a good thing and means your business is doing well.

Chen Tao got up and dealt with three groups of customers in the time it took him to eat. Two of them bought clothes, and one group just asked about the price and left.

"Business is good." Chen Yingxiong said when his father returned to the dinner table.

"Thank you." Dad replied.

Then both of them laughed. After more than half a month of traveling in Europe, the relationship between father and son became special. Sometimes, they didn't feel like father and son, but like two friends.

"Now that I think about it, when you said you would take me to Europe, I still feel it was as unreal as a dream." Chen Yingxiong said. "I didn't expect that it would actually happen..."

"It's not okay to let you play games at home all the time. Do you still want to spend your whole life playing games?"

Chen Yingxiong smiled sheepishly. He had really thought about this problem vaguely at the beginning - if football really didn't work out, he would become a game coach. With his extraordinary energy, he felt like he wouldn't sleep for days and nights. Even if he plays games all night long, he can still do it...

But fortunately he didn't do this, otherwise this literary travel novel would have been included...

"Aren't you afraid that you will get nothing when you go out? I didn't find a job and I still owe a lot of debt?"

"So what if you're afraid? You always have to take risks. And..." Chen Tao looked at Chen Yingxiong and said with a smile: "Aren't you a genius? Are you afraid that you won't have a chance?"

Chen Yingxiong was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "Yes, I am a genius!"

Father would never know his secret. To him, his son, whose physical fitness has been better than that of his peers since childhood, is a genius, so he invests all the money he earns from business to train his son to play football. In fact, my father doesn't know much about football. His understanding of football is very general and superficial. But with the simple belief of trusting his son, he borrowed 100,000 yuan in debt and embarked on a long journey with his son.

If the experience of more than half a month were written down and published into a book, it would be called an epic...

It was an old man who took his son, who had devoted all his efforts and even gave up his dream for him, with a borrowed 100,000 yuan and a cheap electronic dictionary, packed his bags and headed for Europe, a place he was unfamiliar with. Mainland, the story of pursuing dreams for his son.