So it just so happened that Chen Yin took it upon himself to set the location of the dinner directly in the small shop of the chartered public.

When I first arrived at the shop, looking at the familiar scene, the medicine and liquor advertisement of the 'men's gas station', the lacquer-green page-turning ceiling fan, and the wooden tables and chairs that were all pulped out at first glance, and the chopsticks storage tube made of chicken essence barrels, Chen Yin felt a special taste in his heart.

Sure enough, it was still this environment that made him feel a sense of comfort that he hadn't felt for a long time.

Now there are not many customers in the store, only two old men eat in the store.

Chen Yi and Chen Yin, the only staff of the two small shops, have also left, and now the charter man is busy himself, after seeing Chen Yin arrive in the store, the charter man walked out of the back kitchen with a Chinese cigarette in his mouth, wearing a white vest and big shorts, and greeted him in surprise while wiping his hands: "Yo, Chen Yin, what's the matter, off work?"

"Yes, it's time to get off work, Uncle Lin, good evening!" Chen Yin showed a heartfelt smile on his face: "I happened to get off work early today, and then, an old classmate will come over and have a meal with him later." ”

This is not the same smile as when he worked in the company, facing various customers and business elites.

"This is all very good!" The charter public was happy, and took out a bag of soft China from his pocket: "Come to Genhuazi." ”

"No, thanks, I don't smoke, you know. Chen Yin declined.

"Huazi!" the charter official emphasized.

"I know, you smoke it. Chen Yin replied, crying and laughing.

The charter man sat down: "This is now a stinky problem, I can't smoke other cigarettes, smoke other coughs, and I have to smoke Huazi." ”

"Isn't that the condition!" Chen Yin sat down in a seat unceremoniously: "Uncle Lin, what do you have to eat today?" ”

The charter public happily took out a toothpick and picked his teeth and said: "I will provide tea oil chicken all day long, and there is duck rice, you know!"

"Where's the charter wife?" Chen Yin asked suddenly.

"I went out to play mahjong, I lost hundreds of thousands yesterday, it's okay, let her play, it's good to buy a pastime or something with a little money." The charter man said casually.

Chen Yin: "......"

The boring atmosphere that came to his face made him feel as if he was in the black and non-savannah at this moment, and felt a sense of simplicity and unpretentiousness.

After chatting with the charter man for a while, Chen Yin was not in a hurry to order, but waited for another important person tonight.

That is, his old classmate, Feng Shicheng.

To be honest, this was also the first time Chen Yin had met someone who was related to his original body, which still made him a little nervous.

After all, people have been brothers for so long.

But no matter what you have to face, you still have to face it, although Chen Yin still feels that he is not ready, but he also knows that he can't hide.

Even if you don't get ready for it all your life, what can you do? Don't you see anyone who has been in contact with your predecessor in your life?

It's impossible.

However, Feng Shicheng's movements were not very slow, and soon, Chen Yin met the person who had borrowed 30,000 yuan from him at the beginning to pay off the debt.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw the figure walking into the duck soup and rice shop from outside the door, Chen Yin immediately recognized Feng Shicheng.

It's exactly as described in some of the records of its predecessor.

A little fat boy, chubby, about 165 tall, at least 210 pounds, wearing glasses, wearing half-leg shorts with a plaid shirt, and carrying a simple satchel.

At first glance, Chen Yin felt that just such a person, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like the boss of an Internet emerging industry who ran his own company.

Instead, it's like.... Appeared in the center of the major comic exhibitions, with a variety of shooting equipment, holding support posters and anime peripherals.

Of course, this is not Chen Yin's stereotype of Ah Zhai, but.... Feng Shicheng's sense of déjà vu for him is really too strong.

"Yinzi?!" As soon as Feng Shicheng entered the door, he saw Chen Yin sitting and drinking tea in the small shop, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, looking very exquisite.

"Oranges?" Chen Yin also said in confirmation.

"It's been a long time, but your feelings haven't changed. The excitement on Feng Shicheng's face floated on the surface, and he ran over laughing and gave Chen Yin a big [Fat House's warm hug X] without any anger.

"Long time no see. Chen Yin also said with a smile, feeling a sincere feeling of warmth: "Fat house leader." ”

To be honest, he doesn't have a sense of belonging to this world, and there are not many people who can make him feel at ease or familiar, except for the charter man and the charter wife, there may be Chen Yi and Duan Xuanying, that is, one of the few people in charge of his editor, Shen Ying.

But Feng Shicheng is different.

may have been influenced by the predecessor, and also a little influenced by himself, because when the predecessor was in the most difficult time, when he almost starved to death in bed, many times it was Feng Shicheng's group of roommates who helped him pull him out of the ghost gate.

Even Chen Yin himself, that is, himself, had just crossed over, and the situation had not been figured out, and when the situation was very bad, it was Feng Shicheng who helped him through the difficulties.

That's why he can lend all the manuscript fees to Feng Shicheng later.

However, now, it was the first meeting between him and Feng Shicheng in the true sense.

And Feng Shicheng looked up and down, noticed the suit on Chen Yin's body, and immediately showed surprise: "This.... Yinzi, are you writing at home? Figured it out?"

Heart knots?

Chen Yin was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized.

Oh, oh, maybe Feng Shicheng meant that he gave up stumbling on the Internet and went out to do serious work.

Chen Yin nodded and smiled: "Sort of, now I hold a position in a company, and I also write part-time, I can earn some money every month, and I can support myself." ”

"That's good, then we guys can rest assured. Feng Shicheng breathed a sigh of relief: "You should have figured it out a long time ago, in fact, there is no hurdle that you can't overcome, you haven't lost, you're just tired and don't want to play, you've always been excellent." ”

"Huh. Chen Yin smiled awkwardly but politely: "That's true." ”

Chatting and chatting, the food was served.

Under Chen Yin's strong request, the two of them didn't eat much or anything, but one person came with a guest of tea oil chicken, duck rice, and a bowl of black chicken bone gastrodia cordyceps soup.

After all, this small shop where Chen Yin has worked is still quite special, ordering is not a single dish according to the menu or something, but the latest supply every day, according to the customer, 10 yuan per customer, eat as much as you want, and eat until you can't eat.

While eating, Chen Yin asked, "By the way, why have you started to have a head iron again recently?"

"Alas, don't mention it, the situation is not very good, and now I am worried...."