I Don’t Want To Be Popular

When Chen Chuan asked her to treat him, it was just a joke. For the cultural company that was the matchmaker, Yuan Zhen's two points were not too much.

Chen Chuan is satisfied with 5 points. He is not short of money now, so there is no need to eat Yuan Zhen just because of these 2 points.

But Yuan Zhen really "keeps his word" and forcefully dragged Chen Chuan out. He bought several large white meat buns from the most popular bun shop nearby and wrapped them in paper bags.

Then we drove to a scenic spot under Qingcheng Mountain and found a deserted pavilion to have a picnic.

Sit in the gazebo.

Seeing that Yuan Zhen was so sincere, it was better to obey orders than to be respectful. Chen Chuan took two bites of the big buns that looked quite appetizing. They tasted smooth and had a fresh aroma.

This is a place with quiet scenery and no one comes and goes, so you can eat steamed buns and chat here.

In her words, "eating steamed buns can only be regarded as an appetizer, and the main meal is in the evening." So, in the evening, she led Chen Chuan to a time-honored restaurant called Yunmen Jincui on Julu Road.

Entering the store, Yuan Zhen casually chatted about the store: "The boss spent 50 million to renovate it. How about it? Bringing you here to eat is not a disappointment, right?"

Chen Chuan looked around and saw Baroque art style, British post-modern furniture, Italian utensils and cutlery, and a 7-meter-high hall. The atmosphere was pretty good and not particularly impressive. After all, he spent 70 million to decorate his house at No. 1 Eastern Suburbs, and he had seen all kinds of magnificent decorations.

Yuan Zhen asked Chen Chuan for his opinion and ordered the dishes.

Although the steamed buns at noon were delicious, I couldn't even take a few bites of them, but they weren't enough to fill me up. Therefore, at this point, Chen Chuan was really hungry.

"The looks from those men are really enough. I can't stand the lustful looks." Yuan Zhen complained.

Indeed, what she wore today was indeed that kind of deep V wrap skirt, which highlighted her fashion and sexiness. This kind of dress is definitely eye-catching.

There were many diners in the restaurant, so naturally some of them stared at her.

"On the one hand, you call men perverted, but on the other hand, you like to dress sexy and let men praise your figure?" Chen Chuan said.

"I don't. I usually don't dress like this..." Yuan Zhen picked up the phone and asked, "Would you like to invite your art assistant to have dinner with you? After all, she did a lot for those 13 original skin paintings. "

Chen Chuan had no objection to this.

Yuan Zhen made a phone call and gave the restaurant address.

Not long after, Yuan Zhen stood up and went out to greet him in person. It was obvious that she respected Changkong Guyue.

Out of courtesy, Chen Chuan also went out together and stood on the roadside outside the restaurant.

It was an evening in Chengdu in late March, and the weather was neither cold nor hot.

The two stood on the roadside chatting casually.

"Did you eat well at lunch? Did it arouse your appetite? Do you want to have a good meal at night?" Yuan Zhen asked with a smile.

Chen Chuan couldn't tell what the sister meant by "having a good meal", so he said vaguely: "If someone treats me, it's okay to have a good meal for free this week. But...but... …”

Chen Chuan hesitated, not knowing whether he should say the second half of the sentence.

"Why are you hesitating? Do you, a handsome young man like you, sometimes stumble? It seems that I still have some charm." Yuan Zhen said jokingly.

Chen Chuan wanted to say, "But he doesn't want to eat other people's food."

But I think it’s not very polite to say this. I couldn't find the right words for a while, so I didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"Do you have any concerns?" Yuan Zhen asked.

Chen Chuan smiled: "I have something else to do tonight..."

"Oh... I understand, okay, I have something to do. In fact, I was joking just now." Yuan Zhen smiled, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Sister Yue is so good at writing, why aren't you here yet?"

This action of lowering his head to look at the watch highlights Yuan Zhen's perfect shoulder and neck lines.

Speaking of which, Yuan Zhen's appearance is not low, at least 95 points, and her figure, set off by this light pink wrap skirt, is abrupt and graceful, showing a graceful curve, and her score is at least 95 points.

Why does he always meet beautiful women?

Because...if the other person was not a beautiful woman, he would not have any interaction with her at all. Therefore, all the people I met, dated, and appeared on the stage were beauties at the level of passers-by.

This sister Yuan Zhen is not only pretty and smooth, but also talented.

Her grandfather is the retired dean of Sichuan University and a master of painting. She also inherited the family's genetic talent and has unique insights into painting...

If this sister is not someone else's girlfriend, he really wants to be a good friend with her, as good as a person.

"Do you smoke?"

Chen Chuan took out a pack of cigarettes and pushed them in front of Yuan Zhen.

"I can't, thank you." Yuan Zhen said.

"Are you okay?" Chen Chuan looked at her serious look.

"No? It's just that it's hard to wait for someone." Yuan Zhen raised her wrist to look at her watch again. Then she looked at Chen Chuan again and said with a smile, "Why are you asking me if I'm okay? I seem to be such a petty person. ?"

"Some people don't see anything on the surface, but in fact they are smaller than the eye of a needle."

"Hmm... I don't know if I am big or small." Yuan Zhen covered his mouth and chuckled.

She has an oval face, big eyes, a high nose bridge, a small cherry mouth, a slender figure, and a dignified manner. With fresh nude makeup, she shows a natural and dewy posture. She is indeed a good airs and good clothes shelf.

This restaurant is located next to an intersection.

There are many shared motorcycles parked there, including Tiantian Bicycle owned by Chen Chuan. The silver body looks more classy among a bunch of yellow, blue, and green motorcycles.

Four or five young people were sitting on their motorcycles chatting. When they saw Chen Chuan and Yuan Zhen waiting for someone by the roadside, they cast a few glances at them.

Some fell on Yuan Zhen, while others looked at Chen Chuan from head to toe, with an air of indifference and unfriendliness.

That kind of scrutiny is very uncomfortable.

There is a joke in Northeast China that the cause of street fights is "What are you looking at?" "What are you looking at?" "Look at you again"... and then a fight breaks out.

In fact, this is not just a joke, there are real fights over this.

Yuan Zhen said: "Why don't you go in first? I'll just wait here. It will probably take five or six minutes. She lives far away from here."

Chen Chuan didn't have anything to do. When he went back to the restaurant, he just checked his mobile phone, looked for nearby beauties on Douyin and other social apps, chatted a few words, and if there were any good-looking ones, he would ask them out to have a meal and drive a sports car. It’s not fun to take her for a ride, and when the conversation gets better, she takes her shopping and buys things for her to eat.

Moreover, Chen Chuan's attention was attracted by several young men riding motorcycles next to him, because there was one person who was always looking at him.

Chen Chuan looked back and saw that the other party's cold eyes did not move away, but looked at him.

Chen Chuan walked up to the young man, raised his hand and slapped him.

With a crisp slap, the young man was thrown away and fell four to five meters from the motorcycle. The motorcycle also fell to the ground.

The young man covered his nose and lay on the ground, blood spilled from between his fingers. He stared at the person who beat him in surprise and a hint of fear.

Several other young people were also stunned, watching this scene blankly.

Yuan Zhen was also stunned. He didn't expect Chen Chuan, a young painter who looked gentle and elegant, to do this.

"Ding, a special event was generated. It was detected that the young man who was slapped by the host had committed several crimes and committed crimes. Therefore, the achievement [Evil people need to be punished by good people] was triggered and is available for purchase."

"[Evil people need to be punished]: When you face a criminal/bad conductor, you can force the other person to tell you a disgraceful thing they have done. PS1: The host needs Propose - Do you know why I hit you? PS2: The rarity of this achievement is super rare. You can get it by paying an additional 50 million. Do you want to pay?"

Two pieces of information appeared in Chen Chuan's mind.

Chen Chuan was delighted. Looking at these guys, with the dragons and phoenixes on their arms and the provocative look in their eyes, they didn't look like good people. In the end, they really weren't good people. A slap in the face actually triggered an achievement.

You need to pay 50 million to get it, which is not a small amount, but fortunately he has money now. The balance in the card was 2.7 billion, so I silently said "pay"

"Ding, 50 million has been deducted. You have obtained this achievement [Evil people need to be punished by good people], and it can be used in the current scene. This achievement can only be triggered once a day, and it may malfunction occasionally." The system prompts.

"..." Chen Chuan was speechless. Damn it, he had already paid the money. What's more, it can only be triggered once a day? Does it occasionally malfunction? ?

Isn't this too deceiving?

That is to say, there is a lot of money now and there is no shortage of money. Otherwise, if you have a flaw in your mind, you will spend 50 million to buy such an achievement that occasionally malfunctions.

Chen Chuan looked at the young man on the ground.

The young man lay on the ground and looked at Chen Chuan and said, "You haven't asked me why I'm looking at you, and I haven't said why I'm looking at you. Besides, this is Sichuan Mansion, not the Northeast. Why do you beat someone?"

Chen Chuan asked: "Do you know why I hit you?"

The young man opened his mouth and blurted out: "Last Tuesday, because I was riding [Tiantian Bicycle], I obviously arrived at the return point, but the app said it was not there. In a fit of anger, I kicked over the bicycle and smashed it. I also stole two bicycles that night. …”

After saying this, the young man covered his mouth, seemingly surprised as to why he even said this.

Chen Chuan was speechless after hearing this. This guy... really deserves to be beaten! Did he steal the motorcycle all on his head? You know, [Tiantian Bicycle] is his industry!

"Return the stolen car and pay for the original price of the damage, otherwise..." Chen Chuan pointed at the young man with a Wang Jingze-like gesture and warned him.

The young man got up and ran away with several of his accomplices.

Yuan Zhen watched the whole process, dumbfounded and said, "Chen Chuan, what's so scary about you? Can one person scare four of them away?"

"Who knows, maybe they have a guilty conscience." Chen Chuan said.

At this time, the young men had already run a hundred meters away, and one of them shouted loudly: "Sister Yuan Zhen, I know you! Today is Brother Qingyun's birthday, but you are dating other men here. I told Brother Qingyun to go!"

After saying that, several young people ran away again.

Yuan Zhen rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "He recognized me together. No wonder these guys always look at me and thought they were fascinated by my beauty. It turns out they are from Wu Qingyun."

"What should we do? Are we still going to eat? How about you go celebrate Wu Qingyun's birthday?" Chen Chuan said.

"It's okay." Yuan Zhen said with a smile, "We just met not long ago, we just held hands and kissed each other, but we haven't slept with each other, and I don't want any benefits from him. I'm not an official girlfriend yet, so how can he control me? Where’s the freedom?”

"Well……"

"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhen looked at Chen Chuan.

"It's okay." Chen Chuan said.

"Haha, I'm just kidding. Your face is pale. I've never been touched by him, so don't be nervous. I only fell in love when I was in college. Speaking of which, I haven't touched a man in three years now." Yuan Zhen said, " I have almost forgotten what it feels like.”

"Uh... I hope you find a good husband." Chen Chuan said.

"My father also knows Wu Qingyun. The Wu family's business is related to my family. My father agrees with me and Wu Qingyun, and even encourages and brings me and Wu Qingyun together. My father is in debt and hopes to sell my daughter. Go, you can pay off your debt with the money." Yuan Zhen said.

"Well... with your figure and looks, I guess you can fetch a good price." Chen Chuan said.

"I think so too. The car is here, it should be Sister Yue's car." Yuan Zhen looked at a red Cayenne approaching from the opposite side.

Chen Chuan discovered that these rich women really loved driving this car.

Many rich ladies I know drive this car. Of course, Changkong Guyue cannot be considered a young lady, but an old one.

"Hello, you two, I'm late. There's a traffic jam in the Financial City. It's so heavy." The car turned into the parking area, the door opened, and a graceful beauty in a beige dress got out of the car.

The passenger door also opened, and a pretty little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old jumped out.

"Hi, Sister Yue, you're not too late. Hi, insignificant beauty, you are beautiful again! Good evening!" Yuan Zhen greeted with a bright smile.

"Good evening, sister Zhen." the little girl said crisply.

"You two already know each other, don't you need me to introduce you?" Yuan Zhen looked at the lonely moon in the sky, and then at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "We have known each other for a long time, but we have no close friendship. My art assistant sister turned out to be the dean of Sichuan Academy of Fine Arts. It feels like I hired an emperor who paid a private visit in disguise to work at home."

Changkong Guyue smiled softly: "What's so special about the dean's status? When it comes to the field of painting, I have to bend down and call you Master Chen. Dean Yuan asked me to accept you as a graduate student and train you well. I said I How dare you? Master Chen's level is more than enough to teach me. Will he be willing to worship me in my pomegranate skirt, no, worship under my disciple?"

"What kind of door is it?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Shanmen, I feel like I really can't teach you. Being my graduate student is a waste of time for you. But if you want a degree, you can apply for my exam in October this year. If you show your true self and have excellent skills, you don't need to give me any help. If you open the back door, you can come in." Changkong Guyue said, "Miaomiao, my name is Brother Chen."

"I won't scream," the little girl said.

"Huh?" Changkong Guyue glared.

The little girl said: "Mom, you worked early in the morning and late at night just to help him? I have never seen you so active. How can you look like a dean? And when you saw him, you laughed so hard that I didn't even I have laughed like this before. Am I, as a daughter, not as good as him?"

"Changkong Miao!" Changkong Lone Moon glared fiercely and shouted.

The little girl had no choice but to surrender and bow to Chen Chuan: "Okay, brother Chen, good evening."

"Oh, you're so good and pretty. I don't have much as a greeting gift. I'll make up for it some other time." Chen Chuan said.

Yuan Zhen covered his mouth and chuckled.

Changkong Guyue smiled awkwardly: "I've spoiled this kid, making Master Chen a joke."

"It's okay, Tongyan Wuji." Chen Chuan said, "I heard from Yuan Zhen that it's not easy for you to take care of your children by yourself. If you need help, please let me know. You painted for me. I owe you a favor. I'll find an opportunity to supply it." you."

"Well, okay." Changkong Guyue smiled shyly and nodded.

"Tsk, tsk, are you getting shy? What about that?" The little girl rolled her eyes.

…

In Yunmen Jincui's restaurant, the four of them, Chen Chuan, ate a table full of delicious food.

Since we had to drive, we didn’t even drink.

However, since everyone is in the field of painting, if we have common topics, we can chat more freely.

It took more than an hour to eat.

"Tomorrow, Saturday, let's go sing some songs?" Yuan Zhen suggested.

The others had no objections and agreed.

Chen Chuan looked at the date and planned that at least the day after tomorrow, he should go to the Pyeongtaek factory in Seoul to take over the [Ssangyong Motors Co., Ltd.] industry. He hoped to use that industry as the cornerstone to develop well, and maybe he could live in South Korea. Live the chaebol addiction.

After finishing their meal, the four of them walked out of the restaurant. It was already 8:30 pm.

Thousands of lights.

There is a narrow path leading to the outside of the restaurant. This is the first time for Chen Chuan to have dinner with three girls of different ages, a little girl in her 14s, a mature woman in her twenties, and A forty-year-old eldest sister.

Walking on a dark road gave birth to a sense of responsibility as a man to protect women.

A few minutes later, the four people walked out and came to the parking area outside, only to see seven or eight cars heading straight for them.

After the cars stopped, a man got out of the car headed by him. He walked over and said sternly: "Yuan Zhen, why are you here? Where is your cell phone?"

Yuan Zhen was stunned for a moment, then said weakly: "Dad, why are you here?"

"Why am I here? How many times have I called you, but you haven't answered the phone? Do you know what day it is? Are you hanging out with the wrong people here?" The man came closer and glared at Chen Chuan. .

Chen Chuan saw clearly that this was a middle-aged man in his forties, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a dignified appearance, and a rather dignified voice.

"Chen Chuan is not an ordinary person!" Yuan Zhen said.

"Stop talking nonsense and leave!" his father yelled.

Yuan Zhen stuck out his tongue at Chen Chuan: "My dad is here in person. It seems that he can't accompany you to sing. You and Sister Yue can go."

With that said, Yuan Zhen walked to her father's car.

But Changkong Guyue held her hand and said coldly to her father: "Boss Yuan is so majestic. Have I become a bad person?"

"Huh? Are you...ah? Here, Dean Changkong! Oops, I just didn't see you. Sorry, sorry, I'm so...so blind! I really didn't see you. Say hello to you, old man. Are you in good health?" Yuan Zhen's father immediately put on a flattering smile.

"It's good. Xiaozhen and I had a meal, didn't we eat it? What a big day it is today, did I cause any trouble for you?" Changkong Guyue asked.

"It's okay, it's okay! It's just... it's Xiaozhen's friend's birthday, and people are looking for her all over the world to express their love for her, but this stinky girl hides here with you. This girl is very noisy, I will take her away right now, and... Please be quiet," her father said.

"But, I haven't seen Xiaozhen for a long time. Do you want to sing with her?" Changkong Guyue said.