Chapter 41 The Elegant Old Chen Loses His Composure (Happy New Year)

After school, the two were picked up by Lao Chen and prepared to set off back to Zhang Chaoqiang's home.

Today, Lao Chen specially combed his hair back into a big slicked-back style, as today is a holiday after all.

Wearing a crimson vest shirt, perfectly ironed trousers and a spirited look, he looked like a typical social elite.

It was as if today it was not the housekeeper Lao Chen, nor the driver Lao Chen, but the elite Lao Chen.

But when he arrived at Zhang Chaoqiang's house, he became the chef Lao Chen...

"Eating is done by a group of people, cooking is done by one person..."

He continued to swing the spatula until it smoked, muttering to himself, and from time to time he would lean sideways to look at the hall, muttering again: "I want to see if Zhang Chaoqiang's mother can clean up this chicken..."

In the living room, a big rooster was crowing non-stop in a stainless steel basin. Shen Qiangwei pursed her lips with a crooked look on her face, and pressed the rooster's wings tightly through her gloves.

He whispered, "I've seen a ghost, I'm crazy, the boss is crazy, he won't give out dumplings, shopping cards or money on the winter solstice, but a big rooster?"

"You've already had your trachea cut, why are you still struggling?"

Shen Qiangwei was covered in blood after being hit by the rooster's wings, and chicken feathers were flying all over the sky. Zhang Chaoqiang, who couldn't bear it, quickly drove the energy of the psychic ring like a thin line.

Cut off the rooster's throat and trachea that have not been completely cut, and use both hands to help control the rooster's wings.

Hang the rooster upside down and bleed it.

"Zhang Chaoqiang is so awesome!" Tan Yue praised sincerely.

"Zhang Chaoqiang is so awesome!" Old Chen, the chef in the kitchen, said sarcastically.

Boiling water and plucking chicken feathers were done in one go with the help of Zhang Chaoqiang. Before Shen Qiangwei knew it, she had gone to the side to check her phone.

"Mom, come and help!"

"I'm coming."

I looked around and heard the door open. Dad Zhang Huolong was back.

Zhang Huolong's cheeks look a little swollen recently, I don't know if it's because of fatigue or some other reason.

"Hi, Lao Chen, hi, Tan Yue, my wife, mua, super strong, mua."

After going through a series of routine steps to get home, Zhang Huolong collapsed on the sofa, exhausted like Ge You.

"Hubby, you're being so perfunctory today..."

Shen Qiangwei pouted and acted coquettishly, then she lifted Zhang Huolong's chin with one hand and sat in his arms.

"mua..."

Yeah!

Zhang Chaoqiang quickly covered Tan Yue's eyes, even though she was curious and wanted to open them.

After being kissed passionately, Zhang Huolong seemed to be better, but as he was not good at lying, his expression could not hide his inner thoughts.

Everyone saw him slumped on the sofa without saying a word, especially Shen Qiangwei, who was gradually becoming worried.

"Honey, I bought you a pair of black Chelsea shoes online today. Do you like them?"

Facing the photo on the phone that Shen Qiangwei held out to him, Zhang Huolong was visibly coping and nodded: "I like it."

what?
Something must be wrong!
Although the two are usually in love, they have different opinions on aesthetics and dressing.

Neither of them will compromise with the other.

As a traditionalist, Zhang Huolong would never succumb to the trendy dark punk style or the reformists like Shen Qiangwei.

Shen Qiangwei bought a black Chelsea for Zhang Huolong, but she hesitated for two days and didn't tell him about it. Unexpectedly, he approved the decision today?
This is not normal, this is not reasonable.

"What happened to you, husband?"

Shen Qiangwei kissed Zhang Huolong directly, making the people on the opposite side faint. Hearing the noise, Old Chen hurriedly shouted, "Super strong!" He didn't need to worry at all, because Zhang Chaoqiang's hands covering Tan Yue's eyes did not move at all, and no matter how Tan Yue tried to pry them open, it was in vain.

"Say it or not, say it or not, say it or not..."

The fierce bombardment still failed to pry open the absent-minded and listless Zhang Huolong's mouth.

“Is it because…”

Shen Qiangwei realized something.

"Yesterday, Argentina's famous player Meji refused to play in the Central Country football exhibition match..."

My husband’s idol is Meiji!

She quickly changed the sports news channel on TV.

"It doesn't seem like that..."

Shen Qiangwei tried hard but failed to pry open Zhang Huolong's mouth. Finally, Zhang Chaoqiang took action.

Zhang Huolong's eyes were dull and his gaze was scattered. Zhang Chaoqiang took advantage of the moment when he called him to make eye contact. The emotional reaction of the person being stared at expanded and continued to rise.

“Wow…”

The emotions of grievance and loss were instantly aroused. After Zhang Huolong coughed, tears gushed out like a waterfall. Shen Qiangwei hurriedly handed him a tissue.

"What's wrong? Did you get treated unfairly in the factory?"

Shen Qiangwei supported him, giving him a tight hug for a moment, then stroking his back to care for him, and also persuading him.

Under the attack from both sides, Zhang Huolong finally sobbed.

"The factory has received several long-term orders these days, one of which needs to be shipped as soon as possible. The number of people recruited last month was still not enough, so we hired new employees two days ago.

I didn’t expect that one of the new employees on our production line was my junior high school classmate.

As soon as he saw me, he tried to make friends with me. He said that we were classmates and I should take care of him in the future. I thought that even though I only studied with him for one year in junior high school, we were classmates after all, so I should take care of him.

"But I didn't expect him to go too far. He refused to work the next day. When asked to work, he just said arrogantly, 'My classmate is the team leader. It's none of your business whether he works or not'."

"Of course I had to tell him straight out. You came here to work, so you can't not do anything. I didn't expect him to..."

"What?" a sudden voice.

I don't know when, but Lao Chen came out of the kitchen, moved a stool and sat on the chicken killing basin, scalded the rooster with boiling water, then plucked the feathers and processed the internal organs.

It was as if he was really here to do something.

Zhang Huolong sobbed and continued speaking intermittently:

"He, he said I don't deserve to be in this position. He also said, I'm just a second-rate guy who didn't graduate from junior high school... Why can I manage him, manage a college student, and how can I be a team leader and a small manager.

He said that everything I got today was all due to luck, and how could I, a person with my education and a young man with no education, be able to ride on his head…"

As he spoke, Zhang Huolong's eyes became red again. Shen Qiangwei quickly wiped away his tears, hugged his head, and gently cared for him and comforted him.

“Wow… I don’t know how to reason. I just know that I am where I am today not because of luck, but because of my own hard work and the strong support of my wife.

The only blank on his resume was a bachelor's degree certificate. He hadn't worked for three or four years since graduation, had no experience, and hadn't won any awards while studying.

But, but I, I really worked hard for nearly seven or eight years, and only then, I became such a team leader, and he said that I was lucky. His words of "I was lucky" negated all my efforts!"

Everyone was silent, and the air was a little heavy.

"Fuck it!"

Unexpectedly, the first person to curse was Lao Chen.

 I wish you all a happy new year and a smooth life
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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