After shopping with Little Yu'er during the weekend, Chen Hansheng asked for leave to go to Jiangnan University in Wuxi next week. This could be considered as the first step of Rocket 101.
The division of labor in the team was very clear. Kong Jing took Nie Xiaoyu and Zhang Mingrong to contact the local Shentong Express Delivery franchisees.
The headquarters of Shentong Express Delivery had already sent out the cooperation information. Those franchisees naturally welcomed it, because it was equivalent to additional income.
As for whether Rocket 101 would be sold or not in the future, it had nothing to do with them anyway. It was something that Cheng Dejun should worry about.
Chen Hansheng took Wang Zibo to visit Mo Ke, the dean of the School of Humanities of Jiangnan University. Because she was also from Harbor City, she felt closer to Wang Zibo.
Unexpectedly, Mo Ke was not in school, so Chen Hansheng did not come to Jiangnan University.
"I'm sorry, Hansheng."
Mo Ke said apologetically on the phone, "I don't have classes today, so I didn't go to school."
University teachers did not need to be on duty. Chen Hansheng's tutor, Guo Zhongyun, often went to school only once a week.
If it were other people, they would probably give up. However, Chen Hansheng thought that since they were already here, it would be better if they did not meet.
What was friendship? It was a relationship that could only be formed by constant communication. Many social relationships were established precisely because of the first time that they were thick-skinned enough to have a second and third time.
"What a coincidence."
Chen Hansheng said with a smile, "Aunt Mo, are you at home? I want to visit you at home."
Mo Ke was also surprised when she heard Chen Hansheng called her Aunt Mo. However, she thought that Chen Hansheng was right. She and Chen Zhaojun were old acquaintances, and she was also from Harbor City.
"Then come over. My address is Binhu District."
Mo Ke told him the address, and Chen Hansheng agreed with alacrity.
After hanging up, Mo Ke looked at her phone and smiled. "The two of them look very similar, but their personalities are worlds apart. One is a slow-witted person who won't move even if you beat him to death, while the other is so proactive.
Chen Hansheng immediately went to the supermarket to buy some gifts. Wang Zibo, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, said in disdain, "How can you call her auntie so casually? It's too easy to bend over backwards for business. Look at how flattering you were just now."
"The title 'Auntie' isn't worth much. Besides, she knows my dad, so why can't I call her that?"
Chen Hansheng said unhappily, "The dormitory manager's auntie is also called auntie, but you're still licking her boots."
"This is different."
Wang Zibo retorted, "In any case, I will definitely call Dean Mo."
"Call her Dean Mo. You might not be able to see her today."
Chen Hansheng thought to himself, 'This is the reason why I had tens of millions of fixed assets and hundreds of millions of liquid assets in my previous life, yet you could only be sent to Iraq by the company.
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The address that Mo Ke gave was actually a villa area beside Li Lake. Chen Hansheng was somewhat surprised. He expected that Mo Ke should be relatively rich, but he didn't expect that she was this rich.
After knocking on the door, the person who came out to open the door was not Mo Ke herself, but a middle-aged housekeeper.
Looking at the villa, the interior of the villa was decorated in Chinese style, richly ornamented, antique style, and there was even a water wheel placed in the Feng Shui area. "Hualala", the sound of water flowing could be heard.
The housekeeper introduced and said that Dean Mo was resting upstairs, then poured two cups of water for Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo to sit casually.
Wang Zibo, who was originally acting tough, did not say anything now.
The richest person that he had seen in the past should be Gao Jialiang's father. However, his father was a contractor, a real estate developer, and his entire body gave off the feeling of a nouveau riche. Suddenly seeing such a rich person with such a rich accumulation of wealth, he felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.
"How is it, my Auntie Mo's family is quite rich, right?"
Chen Hansheng said with a smile.
Wang Zibo pointed at the gifts, "You only bought some milk and fruits, don't you think that it is too shabby?"
"Zibo, this is the only bad thing about you."
Chen Hansheng saw that there was an ink stone and washed paper in the living room. He pretended to pick up the brush, and while writing on the paper, he said, "When doing things, you think too highly of the other party's identity. In the beginning, you thought that I was too old-fashioned, and that I shouldn't carelessly suck up to someone powerful. Now that you see that this person is powerful enough, you feel inferior about your own identity. There is a saying in >," No matter how powerful he is, he can be as strong as the breeze brushes past the hills. "
"Only you know so much, wasting other people's paper."
Wang Zibo muttered.
Chen Hansheng laughed, "This is called washed paper, it is used to practice writing with water. Come and give it a try."
"There is such a thing?"
It was the first time for Wang Zibo to see this kind of paper. The ink stone was indeed filled with water instead of ink. He curiously took the brush and made a horizontal stroke. A clear watermark appeared on the paper, and then slowly disappeared.
At this time, Mo Ke came down from the second floor. She saw Wang Zibo holding the brush, so she walked over and glanced at him, "College students can't write this word. In my era, many junior high school students are better than you."
"Ah?"
Wang Zibo was about to explain that he only wrote one horizontal stroke, and the rest were written by Chen Hansheng.
Unexpectedly, Chen Hansheng immediately stepped back, and stared at him with arms akimbo, "I just said, don't show off your word everywhere. Remember to practice more when you go back."
Wang Zibo, "…"
Then, Chen Hansheng introduced Wang Zibo. When Mo Ke heard that Wang Zibo was also from Harbor City No.1 Middle School, she politely asked the nanny to serve some fruits, and talked about the recent changes in Harbor City.
Wang Zibo was intimidated by Mo Ke's imposing manner, so he just stood up and greeted her. During the whole conversation, Chen Hansheng accompanied Mo Ke to chat. The link between them was actually Chen Zhaojun, so it was easy to talk about Chen Zhaojun.
"How's the relationship between your parents?"
Mo Ke asked with a smile, "After graduating from high school, we went to different schools. At that time, we wrote letters the most frequently. But after graduation, everyone had their own lives, and we haven't seen each other for many years."
"The relationship between my parents."
Chen Hansheng thought for a while, and said seriously, "It's not appropriate for me to interfere in the adult's affairs."
Wang Zibo felt a little strange. Uncle Chen and Aunt Liang had a good relationship, but why did Xiao Chen mean that there was something wrong with them?
Mo Ke also heard this, so she nodded slightly and said nothing.
In fact, Chen Hansheng felt that he came to Chen Zhaojun's "ex-girlfriend's" house as a guest and wantonly claimed that his parents had a good relationship. This was either a low EQ or a provocation, especially when he came to build a relationship.
However, Chen Hansheng didn't want to lie, so he deliberately answered vaguely. In short, that's what I said, but it's up to you how to interpret it.
Actually, it's not appropriate for me to judge the relationship between the adults.
After a short silence, Mo Ke probably also felt that the topic just now made Chen Hansheng embarrassed, so she took the initiative to change the topic, "Hansheng, you're good at talking. Do you have a girlfriend in school?"
"No."
Chen Hansheng smiled shyly, "I'm still single, waiting for Aunt Mo to introduce me."
"Okay, then wait until you graduate from college."
Mo Ke said with a smile.
Wang Zibo spat in his heart, but he saw with his own eyes that Chen Hansheng and Mo Ke were getting more and more harmonious as they talked. There were bursts of laughter in the living room, and soon the nanny finished cooking.
Chen Hansheng came to the dining table in high spirits, but he was a little dumbfounded at first sight. Why were all the plants green, and there was no trace of meat?
If it wasn't 2004, Chen Hansheng would definitely think that Mo Ke was hinting at something.
"Oh, I've been eating vegetarian for a long time."
Mo Ke patted her head, "I almost forgot that you two young men want to eat some meat."
She asked the nanny to come over and make two meat dishes. Chen Hansheng then asked about Mo Ke's husband and child while they were eating.
"My husband is a doctor, and he went abroad for a meeting these days. We don't have a child."
Mo Ke said calmly.
Chen Hansheng immediately stopped and didn't ask more about this topic.
He secretly clicked his tongue in his heart, DINK, vegetarian, college dean, this "ex-girlfriend" of Old Chen's way of life is too advanced.
After eating, Chen Hansheng considered that Mo Ke wanted to take a lunch break, so he drank two cups of tea and stood up to leave. When Mo Ke walked him to the door, she suddenly asked, "Hansheng, can you give me your father's contact number?"
"Oh, okay."
Chen Hansheng didn't hesitate and took out his phone to search for the number.
In fact, he knew Chen Zhaojun and Liang Meijuan's phone number by heart, and he could even recite it with his eyes closed. Right now, he was just pretending to search for the number, and using this free time to find an excuse.
However, before Chen Hansheng could think of a good idea, Mo Ke suddenly went back on her words, waved her hand and said, "Forget it, you two can go back, drive safely."
"Okay, Aunt Mo, then we will leave first."
Chen Hansheng hurriedly left. He didn't even bother to say anything, as he was really worried that Mo Ke would change her mind again.
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