I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Zhao Yutian's family is in Zhaojiawa Village, Shibei District. Every household in their village is a two-story building with very beautiful planning.

In the evening, he hosted a banquet for Chen Chuan at the "Zhao Family Courtyard" restaurant at the head of the village. The guests were all children from wealthy families in his own village, including those from nearby villages. There were seven people in total, large and small.

There were many cars parked at the entrance of Zhao's courtyard. At first glance, none cost less than 500,000 yuan. Some of these cars belong to brothers invited by Zhao Yutian, and some belong to diners in the village.

This small courtyard looks inconspicuous from the outside, but in fact, the bosses of factories in nearby villages are used to coming here to treat guests. On the contrary, they are not used to going to some hotels in the city.

In the village of Zhaojiawa, not only eight out of ten families, but at least five out of ten have factories or buildings.

Before Chen Chuan arrived, Zhao Yutian and several of his friends were chatting.

Everyone advised him to be more open-minded. Women, as long as they have money, they don’t have to worry about it.

They were in a spacious hall with six square tables, and they sat on one near the door.

While the group was chatting, they heard the roar of a sports car at the entrance of the courtyard.

Zhao Yutian said: "Maybe Mr. Chen is here. Mr. Chen has changed his car again. This time it is a Brabus 800. I will take you to see it later. That car is so beautiful. Unfortunately, the price is also expensive. It costs 8 million. I will sell it." Dump the McLaren and sell it to buy one."

Just as he was talking, several people walked into the courtyard.

The first few were wearing black suits, and the middle one was wearing a gray casual suit with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth. Behind him were several more black suits. There were about seven or eight people in total.

They all wore leather shoes, which made a clicking sound when they stepped on the cement road in the courtyard.

When they entered the hall, their eyes fell on Zhao Yutian's table.

Because this table of people is the only one in the hall.

One of the men in the black suit had a sullen face, looked at Zhao Yutian and others, and asked: "Who told you to eat here? Get out, where is the boss?"

The middle-aged boss hurriedly ran in and said to Zhao Yutian and others: "Yutian'er, I forgot to mention that the main hall is occupied tonight. How about we change the place? The wing hall is also quite spacious."

Zhao Yutian frowned and was not happy anymore. First of all, who are these stinky guys in black suits showing to? This is the restaurant at the entrance of their village in Zhaojiawa, and even the boss is surnamed Zhao, a member of his own family.

Secondly, we are hosting a banquet for Mr. Chen tonight, how can we go to a side hall? It must be in the main hall.

Three times...

Zhao Yutian stood up, looked at a few people in black suits, and smiled: "Who are you talking about? Who do you want to tell them to get out of here? It's the draftsman."

As soon as Zhao Yutian spoke, the brothers at the same table all stood up, raised their necks and looked at a group of black suits.

The middle-aged boss was so frightened that his face turned pale. He quickly protected Zhao Yutian and the others with his hands, lowered his voice and said nervously: "Hurry up, hurry up, Yutian'er, don't cause trouble, this is Master Duan."

"Master Duan, who is it? I am Master Zhao. In our Zhaojiawa, I have a tiger lying down and a dragon coiling up for me!" Zhao Yutian roared.

Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on the middle-aged boss's forehead, his lips trembled, and he whispered: "This, this is Duan Bin, hurry up and leave."

As soon as Zhao Yutian heard "Duan Bin", his arrogance suddenly felt like being poured cold water on him. A smile appeared on his originally boastful face, and he smiled flatteringly at the man in the black suit with the dog's tail grass in his mouth. He bent down and nodded: "Is this Brother Duan?" I always hear people talking about you, my little brother Zhao Yutian'er,

I'd like to say hello to you, and I'll come over in a moment to toast you and apologize. "

Zhao Yutian winked at the brothers behind him and told them to hurry up and leave here.

When Zhao Yutian walked to Duan Bin.

Duan Bin smiled and raised his hand to stop him.

"Brother Duan?" Zhao Yutian asked with a smile.

Snapped!

A loud slap sounded.

Zhao Yutian was a little confused by the slap, and his head was buzzing. He subconsciously covered the left side of his face that was slapped. He didn't know whether to laugh or not, but he still nodded and said: "Brother Duan, I'm sorry."

Snapped!

Another loud slap resounded throughout the main hall.

Zhao Yutian was slapped so hard that he spun around half a circle, this time on the right side of his face.

The brothers behind Zhao Yutian looked at this scene without daring to breathe.

"Well done, Brother Duan taught you a good lesson." Zhao Yutian's cheeks were burning and sore, but he still managed a smile.

Duan Bin waved his hand, indicating that Zhao Yutian could get out.

Zhao Yutian and others were relieved and hurriedly bent down and ran out of the main hall.

"Wait a minute." A man in a black suit stopped Zhao Yutian.

Zhao Yutian trembled, turned around and asked, "Brother, is there anything else?"

"What's your name?" asked the black suit.

"Zhao Yutian."

The man in the black suit said: "Wherever Brother Duan is around, you will be called Zhao Goutian."

"Understood." Zhao Yutian's face changed, but he still nodded.

At seven o'clock in the evening.

The black Brabus 800, with its bright headlights on, stopped at the entrance of the "Zhao Family Courtyard" restaurant from far to near.

Then a pink Porsche 911 followed and stopped in the parking space.

The two car doors opened and the car got out.

Wang Lixin frowned and looked around, and said, "Your friend named Zhao Yutian invites you to eat here? Doesn't he look down on you, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Chuan smiled: "Don't underestimate this kind of farmhouse. The food is better than that of a Michelin restaurant. Zhao Yutian knows how to eat, and he can't go wrong with the place he finds."

"I've been eating with you lately, and it's all thanks to you that I've gained weight." Wang Lixin said with a smile.

"It's your own fault. Not only do you have three meals a day, but you also have snacks in the evening, midnight, and sometimes in the morning. Let me tell you, from now on when you run in the morning, don't run from my door. I can't afford to serve you. , there is no food left at home." Chen Chuan said.

"I don't believe it. Whose family doesn't have it? It's impossible that your family doesn't have it. You are a superman!" Wang Lixin smiled and leaned on Chen Chuan's cheek, kissed her, and said softly, "I just like to eat it."

Chen Chuan wiped off the lipstick mark with his hand and led her into the small courtyard.

"Which table is Zhao Yutian at?" Chen Chuan asked.

"This way, please." The middle-aged boss said hurriedly.

Chen Chuan and the others were led to the west wing by the boss. There were four tables in this wing, all of which were already occupied.

Zhao Yutian and others sat at a table by the window.

"Hi, Mr. Yutian." Chen Chuan said hello in a good mood.

Zhao Yutian and others were originally sitting, but when they saw Chen Chuan, they all stood up and bent down and said:

"Master Chen, good evening."

"Brother Chen."

"Brother Chen."

Zhao Yutian covered his face with his hands, nodded, and said with a loud tongue: "No wonder I came late and picked up the girl."

Chen Chuan put down his bag and sat down. Wang Lixin sat next to Chen Chuan.

Wang Lixin looked at Zhao Yutian carefully and said in surprise: "Oh, what's wrong with your face? Is it so swollen?"

Zhao Yutian took his hand away and smiled. The result was worse than crying, which shocked Chen Chuan and Wang Lixin.

Chen Chuan was shocked: "You said on the phone that you were beaten by Lin Yingya's father. The result was like this? What the hell, his father was too cruel, wasn't he? Isn't his father an old Chinese medicine doctor? He is a parent. Heart!"

Zhao Yutian waved his hand and said: "Mr. Chen, please keep your voice down. It's okay. I knocked on the table by myself."

"How is it possible? The five fingerprints are so clear. Let me take a photo of it for you to see?" Wang Lixin took out her mobile phone.

Chen Chuan took Zhao Yutian's hand away and took a closer look. The swollen buns on both sides were high, and the five finger prints were very clear. It was obvious that someone had slapped his ears.

"Lin Yingya's father went too far. I called him to reason with him." Chen Chuan also took out his mobile phone.

Zhao Yutian held down the phone with one hand and called to the middle-aged boss: "Let's serve."

"Okay." The boss ran out.

Zhao Yutian didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He lowered his head and didn't know how to speak.

A brother behind him sighed: "Brother Yutian was beaten, it was not Lin Yingya's father, it was, it was, it was..."

Chen Chuan looked at the few people who were hesitant to speak, but he was also surprised. Who dared to beat Zhao Yutian into a pig's head in Zhaojiawa? This group of people are all young and strong young men. There are seven of them. Why are they all hesitating?

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