I Don’t Want To Be Popular

"Well, eh, this crystal ball is so beautiful. You gave it to me when you were in college, right?" Pan Lu pointed to a handicraft on the table.

Chen Chuan said: "Well, looking at it now, the workmanship is relatively inferior and not very high-end."

"I think it's pretty good, I like it, and I'll keep it."

"gone."

"okay……"

Pan Lu watched Chen Chuan enter the elevator. The elevator numbers changed to 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Pan Lu returned to the room, called Guo Weiwei and asked, "What does it mean to pass me a gourd baby?"

Guo Weiwei: What, Calabash Baby? Don’t you have a little wife at home? Oops, I sent it wrongly. That film was a headline-grabbing one. It was given to me by someone else and I haven’t seen it either. I'll find another one for you.

Pan Lu: Looking for a P, did you do it on purpose?

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Chen Chuan was also confused. It was understandable that he was repairing a computer. What was the hint of putting a gourd baby? Implying that he is a parallel importer?

Don't understand.

Chen Chuan didn't think about things he didn't understand.

He drove his car, roaring on the streets of Shanghai at nine o'clock at night.

It was still early to go back to bed at this time. Since I didn’t eat too much at night, I found a high-end-looking specialty hot pot restaurant called "Taihe Palace". I went in and ordered a set meal of 688 yuan, and slowly cooked the hotpot. Hot pot, while scrolling through my phone, is a late-night snack.

P1's car key was nearby, which also attracted a few words from the young lady sitting next to him.

"Does Nike still make cars?" the girl asked.

"Made with airmax technology, it's an air-cushion car," Chen Chuan said.

"Real or false? Is that easy to drive?"

"It's very easy to drive, and the shock absorption effect is unparalleled." Chen Chuan said.

He was really too lazy to explain that this was not Nike but McLaren. Although they both mentioned the √ logo, the details were different. Because people always asked me when I drove the McLaren 720S before.

So now he just talks nonsense.

"Don't lie to me. Who are you, my second sister? This is McLaren. Do you think I'm stupid?" The woman chuckled.

"A person from Chongqing?"

"Yes, Sa, you too?"

"No, I'm getting to know that person."

Chen Chuan thought of He Jinglan, the class monitor in college, whom he didn't know well in real life but was quite close to her in real life, and her cousin Shen Fangfei, who said he had never seen her before and wondered if there was such a person.

There is also a driver named Wu Jiayi, but I don’t know if it’s realistic or not?

I was chatting with the woman next to me while eating hot pot. The bottom of the pot in this restaurant is very clean. Each slice of snowflake beef and frosty beef is thick and delicious.

After eating hot pot, it is not healthy to go back to sleep without exercising.

Chen Chuan was driving around the city. Many people sent messages on WeChat. He stopped at a secluded road and read the messages.

When receiving daily greetings from Yao Qian, he usually responded with a few expressions.

There are also some other friends from Haiqin City, all greetings are ordinary.

In the past, he could not receive so many chats from friends, such as:

"Chuan, what are you doing? Come out and buy you a drink."

"have you slept,

Pay attention to rest”

"Drink more hot water and don't stay up late."

"Are you ready to ignore me?"

"There are many, many more things I can do for you."

"It's over. The one is supposed to come on the 3rd of this month. What should I do?"

"Every time I wait for you for a long time, you only reply to me? Do you feel like a fool, treating me as a distraction when you are bored? No one else is like you when they are busy, and they don't reply for a long time!"

"good night"

"miss you"

"What are you doing?"

"The new avatar is cool!"

"I've never been so humble before!"

"What are you doing? I just asked casually, for fear of losing contact."

The reason for so many messages is not that he is unkind, but that he cannot reply. Once he replies, the other party will definitely start chatting with you online, so if you want to reply to others at this time, you will be talking to 3, 4, 5, and 8 people at the same time. , but more than a dozen people were chatting at the same time.

These people include company subordinates, big anchors and small anchors who have tipped, some are selling luxury cars and mansions, some are new friends who have met after having dinner a few times, some are old classmates, some are girls who have dated, and some are good at playing games. Good friends, relatives, neighbors, bar marketing, freshman year college crush, crush’s mother...

The most annoying thing is that there is a neighbor who greets me in person. Not only does he greet me in person, but he also harasses me on WeChat.

Chen Chuan flipped through the pages and saw President Teng in a group in Shanghai.

The last one was sent by myself.

On the day I arrived, I said hello to President Teng. When I mentioned that I was in Shanghai, President Teng felt uncomfortable and refused to come out to see me. He went back there to have a good rest.

It's been two days, and President Teng hasn't contacted him.

Is it that the beautiful lady is too arrogant, or is the relationship between the two not as good as Chen Chuan thought?

Sitting in the car, I felt the vehicles on the road passing by P1 one by one.

Chen Chuan took a photo of the steering wheel and sent it to WeChat Moments to commemorate the fact that he filed for P1 in Shanghai this time.

Buzz~

Buzz~

In less than a minute, new like reminders began to arrive, along with new information.

Chen Chuan didn't look at it, turned on the stereo and listened to two songs.

Lower the car window and enjoy the Shanghai market breeze.

After the time for the two songs was over, I clicked on the circle of friends to take a look. Oh, in just this moment, there were over 300 likes and comments.

Because there are six heads in a row, and if you scroll down, there are about fifty rows.

In fact, he hasn't added many people on WeChat and has been carefully controlling the number. So far, he only has about 500 friends.

Generally speaking, those who have more than 500 friends are either work accounts or micro-business people. Ordinary people only have one or two hundred.

Chen Chuan can't help it. When he goes out to eat, drink and have fun, there are always a bunch of young ladies chasing after him to be friends. It's so annoying!

In the photo he sent, many people may not know that it is a P1, but it can be seen that both the interior panels and the steering wheel are made of carbon fiber, which is enough to show how extraordinary this car is. Moreover, although the P1 is not recognizable, many people still know McLaren.

Since many people are commenting and asking: Brother Chen, which model is this?

Chen Chuan replied calmly with two words worth a thousand gold: P1

Buzz!

President Teng: Where are you at Jing'an Sports Center?

When Chen Chuan saw her asking, he replied: "Where are you? I'll find you."

President Teng: At home, come on.

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Ten o'clock at night.

When Chen Chuan arrived at Teng's Manor, the side door opened and the car drove directly in. It seemed that President Teng had greeted the security guard.

The car stopped in front of President Teng's villa, and Chen Chuan pushed open the door of the villa.

The light is on in the master bedroom on the second floor.

"President Teng?" Chen Chuan called softly.

A man appeared on the terrace.

"Chen Chuan." The man said softly.

The voice was one that President Teng was familiar with, but her voice also sounded a little unhappy.

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