Chapter 122

Yanjing.

On the second floor of a street in an alley on the third ring road, there are many music equipment in the room.

After receiving a call, Zhang Zhicheng received another address.

"Siheyuan?" After receiving the address, Zhang Zhicheng checked the map immediately.

"You have such an awesome friend? How come I don't know?"

A young man with dyed yellow hair next to him came over to look at the address sent, his tone full of curiosity.

"It's my childhood friend. I guess he eats nearby." Zhang Zhicheng shook his head. After the policy was introduced, the Siheyuan, which is already a non-renewable resource, has already gone crazy.

Now a small Siheyuan is worth a lot.

Even if Zhang Zhicheng earns 26,000 yuan a month, he has to work hard for 15 years, and he still has to work hard without eating or drinking, the price of the Siheyuan cannot increase, and his father doesn't make any mistakes.

If the master makes a mistake, if there is no pocket money of 20,000 yuan a month, he will not be able to afford it in his lifetime with his income of 6,000 yuan.

"I'll go for a while, and I may not come back for dinner tonight." Zhang Zhicheng greeted, tidied himself up briefly, and walked out.

He walked to the road and stopped a taxi.

Northerners are very talkative. They chatted all the way, and they didn't feel that they had spent much time, and they had already arrived.

As soon as he got off the car, Zhang Zhicheng subconsciously looked at the address in his hand, and then looked at the courtyards with high walls on both sides.

"Here?" Zhang Zhicheng was a little unsure. The courtyards here can be said to be the real rich area.

And the address seems to be the courtyard inside, not the restaurant outside.

According to the address, Zhang Zhicheng saw a courtyard with an open gate after a few steps, and it can be vaguely seen that it is full of flowers and plants.

It is exactly the life he hopes for, drinking and singing here with a few friends.

"Is anyone there?" Zhang Zhicheng knocked on the bright red door and asked uncertainly.

"You must be Mr. Chu's childhood friend, please come in." Gu Ying, wearing an apron, walked out quickly and greeted enthusiastically.

"Uh... yes..." Zhang Zhicheng stepped in, but suddenly he rubbed his eyes.

He felt that he had seen it wrong, because there was a beautiful woman next to the childhood friend in front of him, who happened to be smiling and was obviously very happy to appreciate the flowers.

Zhang Zhicheng looked at the two people holding hands, and his first reaction in his mind was.

Wouldn't it be sweaty to hold hands so tightly?

But then, Zhang Zhicheng felt that his focus had deviated.

No... Why are these two people holding hands?

Childhood friend and Liu Yifei?

What's going on?

Zhang Zhicheng looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"You..." Zhang Zhicheng's tone was a little unbelievable.

"Can't you tell?" Liu Yifei resisted the urge to blurt out and raised her hand generously.

She had actually met Zhang Zhicheng several times before, but the impression of the previous times was far less than the influence of Uncle Zhang on her.

Now when she sees Zhang Zhicheng, Liu Yifei always thinks of a sentence unconsciously.

Waste Zhang Zhicheng.

It's over... Brainwashed by Uncle Zhang, Liu Yifei is a little distressed. Now when she sees Zhang Zhicheng, she has an uncontrollable urge to call him a waste.

Facing this urge, Liu Yifei really spent some time to suppress it.

"Waste..." Chu Ze's face was a little hesitant, and his words were even more hesitant.

"I'm sorry, I kept listening to Uncle Zhang talking about you, and I couldn't control it for a while."

As soon as the words came out, Chu Ze apologized at the speed of light.

Liu Yifei, who was holding back, couldn't control the corners of her mouth when she heard the words that were hesitant and blurted out next to her.

"Talking about me?" Zhang Zhicheng looked at Chu Ze, and then at Liu Yifei whose mouth was twitching.

And the two girls not far away were looking at him with strange eyes.

"Are you... polite?"

Zhang Zhicheng slowly uttered a sentence.

"Impolite, but I can't control it." Chu Ze admitted his mistake, but told the truth.

"Yes."

Gu Ying and Xue Pan nodded and responded.

However, Chu Ze also jumped out to smooth things over immediately and put his arm around Zhang Zhicheng's shoulders.

"Let's go, let's eat."

"By the way, you..." Zhang Zhicheng was replaced by curiosity, and looked at Chu Ze and Liu Yifei with a puzzled look.

"It's the relationship you saw."

"When did you hook up with each other?" Zhang Zhicheng's mind was a little confused.

"We first met in Yucheng, and then you treated me to a meal in Yanjing. After all, you are still the matchmaker."

Chu Ze explained, but Zhang Zhicheng couldn't accept this.

Walking into the living room like a zombie, watching Liu Yifei introduce to Chu Ze which dishes her mother cooked were delicious and her specialty.

"Try this Wuchang fish, my mother's specialty."

"And this, pork ribs and lotus root soup, I love it the most, I'll serve you a bowl."

Liu Yifei's introduction made Zhang Zhicheng's three views slowly collapse.

Even Zhang Zhicheng looked at Liu Yifei's grandmother picking up food for Chu Ze from time to time in a daze, while Liu Yifei's mother watched silently.

Zhang Zhicheng was not clear at all, this was not Chu Ze's home, it was clearly Liu Yifei's courtyard.

And this was obviously the rhythm of meeting the parents, Chu Ze's status was still very high.

Zhang Zhicheng just looked at Chu Ze and Liu Yifei.

The rice was fragrant, and the dishes were also delicious, but in Zhang Zhicheng's mouth, they tasted like chewing wax.

The food in front of him was not as delicious as soft rice.

My brother drove a Land Rover... Zhang Zhicheng was very hard to love. He hadn't changed his Wuling Hongguang yet, but his brother had already driven a Land Rover.

This was even more painful than killing him.

"Chu Ze, you don't have to go to the hotel tonight, just stay here?" The old woman's direct invitation made Zhang Zhicheng look up blankly.

"No, I won't stay here. I'll stay in a guesthouse."

Chu Ze thought about it and shook his head.

Of course, there was no problem for him to stay here, but considering the added security trouble and disturbing the old man's rest, he thought about it and gave up.

"That's fine."

After Chu Ze said this, the old woman naturally wouldn't insist.

The old woman obviously saw a group of young people playing, and after dinner she found a random reason to go back to the room and took Liu Xiaoli away.

After dinner, the five of them chatted in the living room, playing games at Liu Yifei's suggestion.

Landlord and the like, but Zhang Zhicheng, who thought he was good at the game, was always the loser because his mind was confused.

Even when he left, Zhang Zhicheng was very puzzled as to why his childhood friend was with Liu Yifei.

"Grandma, auntie, no need to see you off, I'll come to see you the day after tomorrow."

Chu Ze waved goodbye, and Zhang Zhicheng, whose brain was atrophied, left with him.

Under the street light, the figure gradually lengthened.

"What a good child." The old woman looked at the back of the figure leaving under the street light, and she couldn't be more satisfied.

"Mom, what's the use of being good now, we have to look at the future." Liu Xiaoli shook her head and said.

"It will be better in the future."

"Just spoil her, how many years can you spoil her."

"I'm buried, and Xixi's wings are hard, it's not your turn to fight."

The old woman snorted lightly, making Liu Xiaoli's face pause and speechless.

The old woman looked at Liu Xiaoli seriously for a few times, then at Liu Yifei and the other two, avoiding them and whispering:

"You are used to being surrounded by people since you were a child. Suddenly you are not the center anymore and you are not used to it. You have to adjust your mentality, otherwise, you can only see the surface of many things."

"Chu Ze is destined to be brilliant, what can you compare with him?"

"You are old, but you should be more sober."

The old woman shook her head and whispered one sentence after another. Although her daughter is stupid, she is still her daughter. She is not bad, but she can't control her emotions. She knows this.

She also doesn't want to cause any trouble because of Liu Xiaoli after a hundred years.

Liu Xiaoli rarely refuted and stood there, not even knowing when the people next to her left.

To be honest, she is very satisfied with Chu Ze. Just as her mother said, maybe the focus is not on herself, and her mentality is really a bit unbalanced.

Liu Xiaoli stood at the gate of the courtyard thinking, while the old woman led Liu Yifei and the other two into the courtyard.

"Is your mother suffering from what is now called princess syndrome?" The old woman asked Liu Yifei in a low voice.

"Grandma, do you know all this?"

"Of course, I also know that Chu Ze is a man who does great things."

"Grandma, you are so amazing."

"That's right, I'll find a time to let Liu Xiaoli talk to Chu Ze's father."

"Grandma, you are so kind."

Liu Yifei supported her grandmother into the courtyard, which was full of emotional value, and the old woman laughed.

In the courtyard, there was laughter for a while.

After about five minutes, Liu Xiaoli walked in from outside the courtyard.

"I thought about it, if it's a birthday party, it's obviously not appropriate for Chu Ze to be with ordinary guests." Liu Xiaoli said with a serious face.

After saying that, he paused slightly and spoke again: "Xixi, how do you want to arrange it?"

The sudden inquiry made Liu Yifei and the other two look at Liu Xiaoli in surprise.

"Teacher Chu said that he didn't want to be special, just to accompany me to celebrate my birthday, everything is normal, he is not sure whether there will be people from his circle." Liu Yifei thought for a while and spoke uncertainly.

"If someone from his circle comes, what kind of person will it be?" Liu Xiaoli's tone obviously softened a lot, and she became more patient.

"I really don't know, he will give an answer tomorrow."

Liu Yifei shook her head. Even Chu Ze was not sure about this matter, let her know even less.

"Then notify me when there is news." Liu Xiaoli said without any hurry.

"Okay."

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Yanjing.

Zhang Zhicheng looked at a black car going away, his expression was a little melancholy.

Today's news was too shocking for him.

My brother drove a Land Rover.

His monthly salary of 26,000 yuan was not so attractive.

With a monthly salary of 26,000 yuan, how can you have a girlfriend like Liu Yifei? This soft rice is sweet and delicious.

"I may really be a waste."

Zhang Zhicheng sighed to the sky and walked towards the accommodation, sighing all over.

After sending Zhang Zhicheng home, Chu Ze went to the guesthouse in Yanjing.

The guesthouse is near Xiangyi, which is a guesthouse of the military district and has stricter security.

After returning to the guesthouse, after a short rest, Chu Ze stood on the small balcony and answered a phone call.

"Professor Yan, ten o'clock tomorrow? Okay, I will be there on time."

Chu Ze waited until the phone was silent, and then slowly put down the phone.

When he was young, he thought he could escape from the palm of his hand by closing the textbook.

But when he went to college, especially studying aerospace-related majors.

When he was mentioned at least once or more in every class, Chu Ze realized how high this mountain was, breaking through the clouds and turning into rain to nourish the direction of research.

Facing such a person, it would be a lie for Chu Ze to say that he did not respect him.