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Chapter 369 Going home for the New Year
"Lin Chen laughed, as if he was teasing a cat. The aunt was totally unaware, perhaps the atmosphere of the New Year made her a little confused.

His uncle and cousin were also somewhat smug, looking at Lin Chen with their chests puffed out, as if they were one of the Fortune 500 companies in the world.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. A clear female voice called out, "Is Lin Chen home?"

Lin Chen stood up immediately, knowing that An Ran had arrived. He walked over, opened the door, and led An Ran in.

An Ran was wearing a neat military uniform, which was bright green with golden accessories of all sizes, and a large hat on his head, making him look heroic.

Of course, the most important thing is her temperament and connotation. An Ran put on a little makeup, and the whole person was as fresh and refined as a lotus emerging from water.

"Is this your legendary girlfriend?" The aunt was shocked and pointed at An Ran and said vaguely.

"Oh, auntie really has a keen eye. Nothing can escape your sharp vision." Lin Chen said with a smile, and he kept talking nonsense all the way. He might as well talk nonsense to the end to see how his auntie would react.

An Ran knew that Lin Chen was teasing her, so she didn't argue with him. She just said, "The leader wants you to go!"

"Chief?!" Auntie was even more stunned. She blinked her big eyes, looked at Lin Chen and then at An Ran, and said, "What chief?"

"An officer in the war zone." An Ran answered truthfully.

Auntie's eyes almost popped out of her head, and she stood up from her chair and said, "Lin Chen, you little bastard, tell me the truth, what are you doing? You opened a repair shop, and you got an invitation from a war zone officer? It's New Year's Day."

"He really is running a repair shop!" Lin Chen smiled innocently and pointed at An Ran, "If you don't believe me, ask her."

"That's right, Lin Chen runs a repair shop." An Ran said with a smile.

These words were like a sharp thorn that pierced deeply into the aunt's heart, causing her previous elation to fall instantly.

She wiped the corners of her eyes, trying to bring herself back to reality, then turned to Lin Chen and said, "Auntie may have made a mistake. I never thought that opening a repair shop would alarm the officers in the war zone."

Lin Chen put away his smile, turned to An Ran and said, "Please tell the officer that it's Chinese New Year, so we won't talk about business for now. I need to be with my family now."

An Ran smiled and responded, "Don't be ungrateful. The war zone officer invited you during the New Year. This is a great honor for you. Ordinary people don't have this opportunity."

Lin Chen's reaction shocked his aunt and his family. They didn't expect that in Lin Chen's eyes, war zone officers were no different from street vendors.

"That's true." Lin Chen said calmly but firmly, "Chinese New Year is about relaxing and reuniting with family. For me, family always comes first."

An Ran shrugged and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll go first."

After saying that, she turned and left. Lin Chen saw her off, while her aunt and her family were talking in the back, as if they were holding a pre-war mobilization meeting or a post-war summary. They looked like a group of mice fighting for food when they got together.

Lin Chen's parents were also surprised. They didn't understand why their son dared to reject such a high-level leader.

After Lin Chen came back, his father immediately asked, "Son, the war zone leader is a high-ranking official, how could you do this? Do you still want to stay in China in the future?"

"Dad, don't worry about it!" Lin Chen waved his hand and smiled, sitting down next to his father. "Everyone has his own way to go. I have my own plans, don't worry."

Lin Chen's mother also leaned over and asked, "Is this really a good idea?"

"Mom, don't worry." Lin Chen replied with a smile.

The aunt stopped boasting. She began to feel that there was something unfathomable behind Lin Chen's calmness, as if a huge tsunami was hidden under the calm Pacific Ocean, so she began to chat about family matters honestly.

When it was time to eat, the table was filled with sumptuous dishes and everyone was chatting and laughing until the afternoon.

At this time, there was another knock on the door. It turned out that An Ran had returned.

Lin Chen walked out quickly. He really enjoyed meeting An Ran.

"What's going on? Does this count as meeting the parents?" Lin Chen's mother smiled faintly.

When Lin Chen went out, he found not only An Ran, but also Liu Dingcang and Fang Weihai.

"Hello, Chief." Lin Chen greeted respectfully with a smile, "Happy New Year!" He also bowed.

"Young man, you are such a popular guy!" Liu Dingcang said with a smile, "We, the older generation, are wishing the younger generation a happy new year!" Fang Weihai was also smiling behind him.

"I'm really sorry to have caused you trouble, Chief." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"That's understandable!" Liu Dingcang waved his hand and smiled, "In the reunion year, the most important thing is family reunion. Lin Chen has made great contributions this year. He has contributed so many cutting-edge technologies to the country. He must be exhausted. He should rest well with his parents!"

Lin Chen felt warm in his heart after hearing this, and quickly said, "Commander, please come in!"

"No need." Liu Dingcang said with a smile, "We are here to ask you if your repair shop can be assigned to the logistics department of the war zone, and then you can directly enter the system without taking any exams. In the future, you will be a formal civil servant and enjoy military subsidies. This way you can better serve the motherland and it will also be beneficial to your personal development!"

After Liu Dingcang finished speaking, Fang Weihai also echoed, "That's right!" just like Mencius echoed Confucius.

Lin Chen laughed out loud. He was of course flattered, but his mind was firm. He waved his hand and said, "My small repair shop should not cause trouble to the country. I am used to a free and easy life. I will still accept orders freely like this! If I enter the system, various regulations will restrict me and prevent me from showing my talents!"

This makes sense.

Fang Weihai and Liu Dingcang nodded and exchanged glances.

Liu Dingcang patted Lin Chen on the shoulder and said with a smile: "No matter what position you are in, you can contribute to the motherland and the people! I hope you can continue to maintain your true colors and let the motherland, with the help of your cutting-edge technology, soar into the sky like a crane and swim in the deep sea like a tortoise!"

"Well! Thank you for the appreciation, leader! I will continue to work hard!" Lin Chen said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

Liu Dingcang felt that although this visit did not achieve the original purpose, he had not lost anything, so he turned around and left.

Fang Weihai called for the guard to bring over a red paper box tied with a golden rope and a picture of a colorful golden dragon coiling around a plate of dumplings.

"It's Chinese New Year, I'm sending some dumplings to your parents. They are freshly made in the military canteen and can be cooked tonight!" Fang Weihai said with a smile. "Thank you! The leader is so enthusiastic, I feel a little embarrassed!" Lin Chen said with a smile, but he was not embarrassed at all and accepted it generously.

"You! You're starting to sound so sweet." Fang Weihai saw what he was thinking, smiled and hit him, then turned and left.

Lin Chen carried the bag home and told his parents what happened. His parents nodded and asked him to put the dumplings in the refrigerator.

When he came back, he found that everyone at the table was quiet. His uncle was drinking tea, his cousin was eating melon seeds, and his aunt was staring at him blankly, as if she was looking at a giant panda.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you talking?" Lin Chen looked at his smiling parents, then at his aunt's family.

"I say, the war zone leaders wish you a happy new year? You are doing well now, right?" the aunt asked, smacking her lips, her eyes rolling around.

"Haha, it's a small matter, a small matter!" Lin Chen waved his hands, very satisfied with the current results, "I am quite familiar with the war zone leaders."

"I say, is that repair shop of yours a military repair shop? It has to be a high-end one. It probably involves state secrets, right?" My uncle said with a smile, holding some melon seeds in his hand.

"Yes, there is indeed a secret." Lin Chen nodded, thinking to himself that I am worth hundreds of billions, this is also a big secret!

"You opened it yourself?" the aunt asked again, "It seems as if the whole country revolves around you."

"That's right!" Lin Chen said with a smile shamelessly.

"Oh my God, why does the country revolve around you? There are more than one billion people in our country! You are just a young man with no background, how capable can you be?" Although the aunt was not convinced, she still admired him and praised him.

"Yeah, that's right. Maybe I'm lucky!" Lin Chen said with a smile, thinking that he had to keep a close eye on it and not reveal more things. Otherwise, not only would he leak state secrets, but his aunt might even come after him to ask for money.

But he was not afraid. He had plenty of money and his aunt had no international background, so it would not be a big deal if the information was leaked.

His parents saw through his thoughts, and his mother smiled and said, "It's New Year's Day, don't talk nonsense. Don't listen to Lin Chen's nonsense. It's possible to have a military friend, but how can the war zone leader have him? It's better to turn a blind eye! Let's continue chatting about family matters!"

Only then did the aunt regain her spirits, and the family began to chat and laugh again.

In Youzhi City, Deji did not go home during the Chinese New Year.

This is not because she focuses too much on work and neglects her family, but because Tibetans use the Buddhist calendar and they celebrate the Buddhist New Year, which is different from the Spring Festival.

She carefully reviewed the script of "Life and Destiny" and admired Fang Lan's writing style and ideas. She felt that as long as she promoted it vigorously, although she could not return to the top of the entertainment industry, she could still be a successful behind-the-scenes player. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile.

"Ding Dong!" The phone rang.

Deji picked up the phone and saw that it was a call from her boyfriend Zhi Youce.

"What's the matter?" Deji asked coldly.

"Since you have always ignored me and the children, I decided to raise our two children alone. In addition, I have fallen in love with our surrogate mother Han Lin'er and decided to pursue her to give the children a complete home. If you still want to save our relationship, I can give you a chance." Zhi Youce said coldly, as if reading out the court's verdict.

"Tsk!" Deji sneered. She hadn't seen the children since they were born, so her relationship with them was limited to photos. She only provided two eggs. Women have many eggs, and some of them die during each menstruation. She didn't care.

"You mean just forget it? Well, goodbye! Maybe, never see each other again!" Zhi Youce said and hung up the phone.

Deji’s employees are all from the mainland, and they have all gone home to celebrate the New Year.

After Zhi Youce hung up the phone, the room fell silent for a while. She suddenly felt a little desolate, as if she was drifting alone in the universe, and for a moment she lost her sense of right and wrong, success and failure.

However, being a strong woman is not just a casual remark. She immediately started surfing the Internet to prepare for a new drama.

First, she posted a recruitment notice for actors.

Fang Lan spent the New Year laughing and joking with her parents. Naturally, her parents asked about her boyfriend and her trip to Europe.

"I'm telling you, it was horrific, you know?" Fang Lan's eyes widened, still with lingering fear as she spoke of the incident. "The operating table was right in front of me at the time. If Tu Dali hadn't fought hard, my organs would have been harvested! And then the gunfight, wow, it was a hundred times more terrifying than in TV dramas! Tu Dali was beaten to death in front of me, blood splattered all over the floor and even on my face!"

"Oh, a full 100 times? Is it really that much?" Fang Hai joked with Fang Lan, with a smile on his face. "In my opinion, it should be only 99.9 times, right?"

"Dad, you're teasing me again." Fang Lan pretended to be angry, pouted her lips, rolled her eyes upwards, her rosy face showed her childishness, she was so cute that she seemed as if she was only ten years old.

Fang Hai and his mother laughed out loud together.

When talking about Lin Chen, Fang Lan talked endlessly about his real intentions, and did not forget to mention Tesla.

"What kind of big business is Lin Chen doing? How did he get rich so quickly?" Fang Hai asked thoughtfully, staring at the gift Lin Chen sent, estimating that it was worth a lot of money.

"That's right. I think that Tesla car is worth at least one million yuan!" said the mother with a smile. She has always been indifferent to money, treating it like dirt and having no concept of numbers.

"He just opened a repair shop, but he never told me the specific business. If I asked, he would just give me a few perfunctory answers." Fang Lan said with a smile.

"Okay. Actually, dad is not the kind of person who likes to pry. As long as you live well, that's more important than anything else. I hope Lin Chen is doing a legitimate business, otherwise it will be very dangerous." Fang Hai said with a smile.

"He is indeed doing a legitimate business." Fang Lan said with a smile, "I think he has always been straightforward and open-minded, and doesn't seem like a person who would do evil. And he seems to have a good relationship with the government."

"That's good! It's never wrong to follow the government." Fang Hai said with a smile.

Anfia drove her newly bought Porsche out for a spin, visited a few shops that were still open, and then returned home.

She opened her takeout Starbucks coffee and walked over to the fireplace, leisurely scrolling through her phone.

On the forum she often visited, a job posting stood out: "Recruiting actors. Mature studio production, large-scale ancient costume time-travel drama. Generous benefits. If interested, please contact Miss De, phone: 0707007-13586."

Anfia noticed that there was a file attached below, which contained a list of characters and their personalities.

(End of this chapter)