r>“How many do you want?”

“Xu Fan fluently replied, “Two.
One for my Daddy and one for myshof.”

The boss of the buns shop kindly said, “Sure.
Uncle will get it for you.”

“Thank you, Uncle.”

“Oh my.
No need for thanks.”

The boss of the buns shop was greatly amused by Xu Fan and laughed.
He specially grabbed two large buns and wrapped them in wax paper, and had Xu Fan hold them in his shirt.

He cautiously arrived back at Xu Fan’s side.
Xu Zhao showered Xu Fan with compliments.

Xu Fan’s happy little face reddened, looking especially pretty.
His small meaty hand squeezed the bun as he sat in front of Xu Zhao and happily started eating.

While eating, a black compact car suddenly stopped beside Xu Zhao and Xu Fan.
It brought along a cloud of dust that choked Xu Zhao and Xu Fan.

“Are you alright?” Cui Dingchen asked as he stepped out of the car.

“We’re fine,” Xu Zhao quickly said.
After speaking, he coughed a few more times before asking, “Youngest uncle, how did you get here so quickly?”

“Was it quick?” Cui Dingchen asked.

“It was pretty quick.” It felt like only a few minutes had passed since he hung up the phone.

“Then it was probably pretty fast.”

“…” He was really a smooth talker, and completely didn’t let others talk back.

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Xu Zhao pulled Xu Fan to stand, and just as he was about to invite Cui Dingchen for a meal, he looked down and saw that he and his son had eaten first.
He was a bit embarrassed, and directly used Xu Fan as the scapegoat and said, “Xu Fan was hungry so we bought a bun to pad our stomachs.
Youngest uncle, do you want some?”

“No, let’s go eat something else.”

“Eat what?” Xu Zhao asked.

Cui Dingchen raised his brow at Xu Zhao and said, “Didn’t you say you were going to treat me to a meal? Doesn’t that mean I get to pick?”

“…Yes.”

“Let’s go.
Tie the bike to the trunk.”

Without waiting for Xu Zhao to make a move, Cui Dingchen grabbed a brand new bundle of rope from inside the car.
It looked like it had been specially prepared.
After tying the bicycle to the trunk, he drove Xu Zhao and Xu Fan to a restaurant named “Red Sun” that was inside the city.
The restaurant was huge, and although it looked like there weren’t a lot of decorations, it was already quite stylish for the eighties.

However, to Xu Zhao who had come from the 21st century, it was still very simple and crude.
However, it was very much in line with the tastes of this century, and Xu Zhao liked it very much.

When the three people entered the restaurant, it was already dark, so the light bulbs in the restaurant were already lit.
Xu Fan was immediately attracted to them.
Xu Fan sat in Xu Zhao’s embrace.
He lifted his small face and pointed to the light on the ceiling and said, “Daddy, look! How did they put the kerosene lamp up there?”

Xu Zhao was a bit helpless and explained, “Sanwa, that isn’t a kerosene lamp.”

“What is it then?” Xu Fan raised his small head, his face full of confusion.

“It’s a light bulb,” Xu Zhao patiently explained.

“What’s a light bulb?” It seemed like Xu Fan had a thousand questions.

Xu Zhao thought for a moment, then replied, “A light bulb is a light that turns on using electricity.”

“A kerosene lamp is a light that turns on using kerosene,” Xu Fan continued.

Hearing this, Cui Dingchen couldn’t help but look at Xu Fan, secretly thinking that this child was very smart.
He knew logic and understood examples.
He was very amazing.

Cui Dingchen’s gaze didn’t stray on Xu Fan, and he led Xu Zhao and Xu Fan to a table.
He ordered a roast lamb chop, white porridge, and a boiled egg before sitting down at the table to wait.

Cui Dingchen asked the waiter for a pot of water, and after pouring a cup for Xu Zhao and Xu Fan, he asked Xu Fan, “I heard you signed a contract for mooncakes at the steel and cigarette factory?”

Xu Zhao nodded and said, “Mn, I just signed it today.”

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“It’s 9,000 mooncakes, right?” Cui Dingchen had heard from Cui Qingfeng.

“Yes,” Xu Zhao nodded and said.

“Only 9,000?” Cui Dingchen asked.

“Not just that.
There’s still other shops,” Xu Zhao said.

“Shops? What shops?”

“The shops in the city.
There are 17 shops for now.”

17 shops in the city—and just for now—

Cui Dingchen couldn’t help but lift his gaze to Xu Zhao.
He entered society a long time ago and encountered many people and situations.
He thought that he was a good judge of character, but he was a bit unable to see through Xu Zhao.
He clearly looked like a refined and polite man, and he was very low-key.
However, his actions were very bold and outstanding.
His every action shocked others.

A young man, who only did small businesses in the county town, not only managed to obtain contracts with the steel and cigarette factories, these two national enterprises, but also obtained business from 17 other shops.
Just how capable was he? Moreover, he also seemed to be a year younger than Cui Qingfeng.

Cui Dingchen pondered while drinking water.

At this moment, the boss carried the lamp chop over.
Since it was cooked in the back, it was piping hot when brought over.
The tender meat juice flowed and the crackling of the oil could be heard.
It brought along a mouth-watering fragrance as well.

Xu Zhao instantly became hungry.

Xu Fan had already swallowed his spit a few times.

“Boss, are the white porridge and the egg ready?” Cui Dingchen asked.

“They’re ready.
I’ll bring them out now.”

“Thank you.
Please bring out a small spoon too.”

“Sure.”

When the boss brought the porridge and egg over, Cui Dingchen lifted his hand to accept it, then placed it in front of Xu Fan.
Xu Fan looked at the white porridge and egg, his watery eyes looked at Cui Dingchen, unclear of the meaning.

“Eat,” Cui Dingchen said, not planning on giving Xu Fan any meat.

Xu Fan immediately understood, and his small mouth involuntarily flattened.

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