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Chapter 80

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Sitting in Zhao Yiping's mayor's car, Chen Xing stared out of the window absentmindedly. The scenery on both sides of the road was moving in the opposite direction of the car, disappearing in a flash.

The scenery that disappeared as the car moved forward was like a picture in Chen Xing's memory. Page by page, it was flipped, but as time passed, it became a thing of the past.

"Master, where are we going?" Chen Xing realized that the car was moving away from the city center.

"Secretary Chen, Mayor Zhao is waiting for you at a tea house in the suburbs."

The Shengshi Tea House in the suburbs was quite well-known in Hai City. There were also a few branches in the city. Chen Xing did not know how Zhao Yiping, who had just arrived in Hai City, knew about this place and deliberately found this restaurant in the suburbs.

"Chen Xing, we haven't seen each other for a few years."

Tonight, Zhao Yiping was dressed in a slightly casual lady's outfit. He did not have the majesty of a mayor, but more of an amiable elder. Chen Xing guessed that this was an atmosphere that Zhao Yiping deliberately created.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a few years, but Mayor Zhao has not aged at all."

"Hehe, Chen Xing, your mouth is getting better and better. Now that you're the secretary of a leader, your level is indeed different."

"Mayor Zhao, you must be joking. I'm telling the truth. You haven't aged at all. You're still so young."

"Is that so?" Zhao Yiping smiled and glanced at Chen Xing. "Chen Xing, I remember that you used to call me Auntie Zhao. We haven't seen each other for a few years and you've become estranged?" "I call you Chen Xing, so you should call me Auntie Zhao. That's better."

Chen Xing smiled indifferently. At this moment, Zhao Yiping gave him a more and more unfamiliar feeling. The Zhao Yiping in his impression was only indifference and mockery towards him. That was the Zhao Yiping he was familiar with, not the fake mask he was wearing at this moment.

Sigh, Chen Xing, I know you hate me. Zhao Yiping suddenly sighed. "But as a mother, I also have my own selfish motives. I hope that my daughter can live a happy life and not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of her life. I don't want her to have to work hard for the sake of daily necessities in this cruel and competitive society, aging prematurely and having wrinkles all over her face when she's middle-aged. That's a woman's sorrow. Auntie, I've been through it. When I was young, I had already suffered deeply, so I hope that my daughter can always live a happy life. You should understand my difficulties as a mother. At that time, your career was still uncertain, so you and Little Qing were indeed not suitable.

I understand Mayor Zhao's feelings. You are also thinking about your daughter's happiness.

Look, you still can't figure it out. You keep calling me Mayor Zhao. You're so distant from me. No matter what, you've been to auntie's house several times.

That was several years ago.

Yes, it's been several years in the blink of an eye. Zhao Yiping also seemed to feel sad, but then he smiled. "So you should visit auntie's house more often when you're free. I'm working in Hai City now, and I don't have anyone I'm familiar with. You're the only person I know. You should come and chat with auntie more often when you're free."

Chen Xing smiled and nodded. He glanced at Zhao Yiping without batting an eyelid. Zhao Yiping's words had a deep meaning. Chen Xing was not a fool. He could hear the hint in Zhao Yiping's words. In Hai City, Zhao Yiping needed him to "visit" frequently. Just as his mother said, Zhao Yiping needed to understand Zhou Mingfang comprehensively and know his thoughts in time.

"How is it, Chen Xing? Did auntie's words sink in?" Zhao Yiping smiled and stared at Chen Xing.

Mayor Zhao was too polite. It was Chen Xing's honor to be invited by Mayor Zhao. Chen Xing said calmly.

Zhao Yiping smiled, but the smile on his face became fainter and fainter.

"Chen Xing, you've matured, and you've changed." Zhao Yiping always had a faint smile on his lips. "Auntie is very pleased to see you have such achievements today. Xiao Qing got married very early, and now the child is one or two years old. You should also work hard. How about it? Do you want auntie to introduce you to a few talented and beautiful women?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Mayor Zhao. Now I'm mainly focusing on my work. Marriage is not urgent for the time being."

"As the ancients said, first get married and then start a career. There is no conflict between establishing a family and working. Chen Xing, you've fallen into the wrong path."

"Maybe, but sometimes people are like a hyena. They often have an unusual stubbornness about one thing. I once said to myself that I must make a good living in this life. How should I put it? I don't expect to be superior to others, but I also don't want to be half a head shorter than others and be looked down upon. Just like auntie, you also suffered when you were young, I also suffered a lot."

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