Chapter 147 The 147th Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 147 The 147th Day of Not Running Away...

The cicadas remain silent.

Chen Bozheng smiled and said, "Mr. Song, Mrs. Song, there's something I didn't want to say, especially with so many people here, but now it seems inappropriate not to. First of all, Mr. Song, did you know that your niece recently had surgery?"

Song Shiming was taken aback. "Surgery? What kind of surgery?"

Chen Bozheng glanced at Wen Chan and said, "You call yourself an elder, yet you don't care about your niece at all. Didn't Wen Chan's brother and I come to your door to ask for money before? We told you then that Wen Chan has a heart condition and needs surgery to get better. It hasn't even been a few years, and you've already forgotten all about it?"

Chen Bozheng's words startled everyone at the table.

Aunt Lin and the others exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Wen is in poor health? We've never heard of that!"

The Song family looked somewhat embarrassed.

Zhao Hongzao hurriedly replied, "We know that, how could we forget? We just didn't notice and thought it wouldn't hurt to have a drink, right, Lao Song?"

Song Shiming was somewhat annoyed, but he suppressed his anger and said stubbornly, "That's right, I thought a glass of wine wouldn't matter. Besides, now that the surgery has been done, it's nothing, isn't it?"

Chen Bo was so angry he almost laughed.

He said, "Now that you know she had surgery, how come you, as her elder, haven't said a single word of concern?"

He glanced at the table and said to Song Shiming, "We don't need to spell out what you're up to with this meal today. You didn't treat my wife like a junior before, so don't put on any airs of being an elder now!"

After Chen Bo finished speaking, he looked at Wen Chan.

Wen Chan stood up and said to Song Shiming's family, "What my wife said is what I mean. We haven't had any dealings before, and we don't need to in the future. However, if your family dares to do anything in my name, you'd better think twice."

Chen Bozheng took out a thousand yuan from his pocket, put it on the table, and was about to leave with Wen Chan.

Everyone who came to the banquet was stunned.

No one expected that such a big change would happen today when the Song family was recognizing relatives.

After all, everyone thought that with so many banquets already set up, relatives should be mindful of appearances, and besides, although Song Shiming was not respectable, he was indeed an elder in terms of seniority.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Bozheng wasn't buying it, nor was Wen Chan.

"You have no manners!"

Song Shiming, who always valued his reputation, was humiliated by such a blunt rebuke. His face turned red from his neck to his face, and he rushed forward angrily to grab Wen Chan.

Chen Bo reacted faster than him, grabbing his hand and scolding with a furrowed brow: "What do you think you're doing?!"

Song Shiming sensed that everyone around him was looking in his direction.

His face flushed red, the alcohol and anger surging into his head. "What did I do? I'm her uncle, you should call me uncle too. What, now that you're rich and powerful, you can disown your relatives? Look at this, everyone, are there still such shameless people in the world!"

Song Shiming's shouts were quite loud.

The other people at the table felt awkward listening to this.

Aunt Wu kindly advised, "Old Song, stop making a scene, don't let everyone laugh at you!"

"What a joke? What's so funny?"

Song Shiming stiffened his neck, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"As an elder, what's wrong with me disciplining a younger person?!"

Wen Chan stared at Song Shiming and suddenly asked, "Do you know when my brother will pass away?"

The courtyard fell silent as soon as she asked the question.

Meeting Wen Chan's gaze, Song Shiming broke out in a cold sweat, "Your brother..."

Wen Chan looked at Chen Bozheng: "When my brother passed away, did his family come to pay their respects or help with the funeral?"

Chen Bozheng shook his head. "I sent someone over to tell them that they have no such relation!"

Wen Chan looked at the people around her and said, "Fellow neighbors, I am really sorry to have made a fool of myself in front of you today. But as you have heard, my brother is not here because I am his uncle, aunt and cousin. According to our tradition, this is no different from severing ties with his family, right?"

Aunt Wu and the others nodded silently.

That's right.

The two most important events for Chinese people are weddings and funerals.

You don't have to come to a wedding, as long as you show your courtesy, but not coming to a funeral is tantamount to severing ties.

Wen Chan looked at Song Shiming, whose lips were trembling and who was speechless after being questioned, and said, "Why didn't you think back then that we were all relatives and you could have come to help us out, or at the very least, come and show your faces? I wouldn't mind acknowledging you as relatives now. But in the past few years, your family has acted as if we weren't relatives at all. Now what, your son knows I've made a fortune, and your whole family wants to come and take advantage of me?"

The truth is just hard to hear.

The Song family was visibly shocked.

Wen Chan said, "I'll tell you straight, it's impossible. Don't even dream about it. We'd rather throw our money into the water than give it to you!"

Wen Chan pulled Chen Bozheng away.

Back home, Wen Chan remained silent. Chen Bo brewed her a cup of herbal tea and handed it to her, saying, "Everything's been resolved, don't keep it bottled up."

Wen Chan took the tea, sipped it, and found the flower tea to be sweet and sour. She wondered where Chen Bozheng had gotten it from. After drinking it, she felt much better. "I just remembered that I didn't go to sweep my brother's grave this year."

"If you're willing, we can go there tomorrow."

Chen Bozheng said, "Back then we didn't have any money, so the graves were all pooled together by everyone. They're located in the Babaoshan Cemetery."

Wen Chan looked up at Chen Bozheng, her expression hesitant.

On her way back, she thought carefully and realized that she had revealed a lot of flaws over the past year.

Previously, Wen Chan was unrestrained and carefree, simply thinking that she and Chen Bozheng were just a fake couple and there was no need to care too much. But now the two are obviously taking their fake relationship seriously, and many flaws make people wonder.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I don't remember anything about the funeral?"

Wen Chan couldn't help but probe, holding the warm cup.

Chen Bo thought for a moment and said, "It was a mess back then. Not to mention you, I don't even remember whether I asked anyone to tell Song Shiming and the others."

He patted Wen Chan's hair. "Don't overthink it. But this incident has reminded me that while it was an accident when you were interviewing people and you ran into someone like Song Ke, it's not impossible that you won't encounter another oddball. I'll ask Brother Wang to find a few retired brothers to be your bodyguards and drivers. What do you think?"

Wen Chan thought about it carefully, "That's fine too. Brother Wang is a very reliable person, and the people he finds should be trustworthy. If you hadn't mentioned the driver, I would have forgotten that I also need a car."

"You can drive my Santana for now," Chen Bozheng said.

Wen Chan put down her cup, picked up the phone, and said, "No need. The cars are allocated to the company. I'll ask Yu Rong to help arrange a few cars to come over."

Chen Bozheng paused, and Wen Chan noticed the change in his expression. She looked up at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Bozheng shook his head: "It's nothing. I just feel that I'm not as good as her and can't give you as many good things."

Wen Chan was speechless and amused. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Why are you competing with Yu Rong? She's my boss. I'm basically helping her build her empire from scratch. She's not providing for me, she's providing resources for the company's future development. Besides, don't you think about how many generations of wealth Yu Rong's family has accumulated? You think you can surpass the resources accumulated by her family over several generations? That's too much to ask of yourself."

Wen Chan could understand Chen Bozheng's feelings.

She was a partner in her past life and had a net worth of hundreds of millions, but the gap between her and children from old money families is still huge.

Her annual salary plus bonuses amounted to less than what others could afford to buy a yacht. The insider information she had to go to great lengths to uncover was exactly the kind of topic people casually discussed over meals.

Thinking of this, Wen Chan affectionately kissed Chen Bozheng's cheek, "Don't worry, you can buy my first private car. Buy me an even better one later."

The monk clearly noticed that Zheng Ge was in a good mood.

This is quite rare.

This month, they have an incredible amount of work to do. On one hand, the Jingyun residential area needs to be finished, and on the other hand, the Jingyang residential area needs to be demolished.

Many of the migrant workers they had previously recruited had said they would be going home next month. After all, they had been working for more than half a year and had earned a lot of money. They wanted to have a good New Year this year, so who wouldn't want to go home early to make their family happy and buy them some things?

Unexpectedly, another job came up, which put Chen Bozheng and his team in a dilemma. If they persuaded the migrant workers to stay and help with the work, train tickets would be hard to buy at the end of the year. If they didn't persuade them, they would have to find new people, which would not only require them to re-establish a working relationship and teach the new workers the safety rules of the construction site, but also pay them more.

In short, they are all trivial matters, seemingly insignificant, but they can be exhausting to handle.

Of the several bosses, Wang Jianquan is the most patient, but he's not good with words and can be impatient at times, so he's willing but unable to do much. Hua Lingfeng, on the other hand, is impatient. If you ask him to keep accounts or teach the sales staff, he'll be even worse off. Plus, he has a bit of a playboy vibe, so he's prone to arguing with migrant workers.

Needless to say, monks are usually very quiet, so asking them to recruit workers and teach safety rules would be putting both sides in a difficult position.

Liang Wenxuan is actually a good fit, but he's been in trouble lately. Hu Cheng is in jail, right? His god-sister, Sun Yue, has been harassed by her former in-laws.

It's said that Hu Cheng's wealthy wife dumped him when he was in detention. She's an overseas Chinese who travels all over the world, and nobody knows where she is now. In short, it's impossible for Hu Cheng to get help from her.

After considering all the options, Hu Cheng's parents realized that Sun Yue was the only one who could help him.

These old folks are shameless. When they kicked Sun Yue and her son out, they were so arrogant. Now, they actually have the nerve to come to their door, begging Sun Yue to get back together with their son and asking her to give Hu Cheng money to help him get through the New Year.

Hu Cheng injured Manager Liu and was swindled out of money; both of these issues can be resolved with money.

Liang Wenxuan wasn't afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that Sun Yue would be confused and foolishly reconcile with someone else, thinking about their years of friendship.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically brought Sun Yue and her mother to the neighborhood to buy a house. He wanted them to spend some of their money first, so that if they really did something foolish and ended up with nothing, at least they would have a few houses to rely on.

Therefore, these responsibilities fell squarely on Chen Bozheng's shoulders.

Chen Bozheng was able to handle it, but with so many things to do, he sometimes got angry.

"Monk, take Wen Qunshu with you for the next few days to act as your sister-in-law's bodyguard temporarily."

Chen Bozheng asked Wang Jianquan to find someone, but this matter couldn't be resolved so quickly. He was afraid that Song Shiming and his son, those two idiots, might do something, so he summoned the monk and gave Wen Qunshu a few instructions.

The monk glanced at Wen Qunshu. "Me and him?"

He sounded somewhat surprised, glancing at Chen Bozheng with a hint of hesitation, his meaning clear: let's find someone else.

Wen Qunshu protested, dissatisfied: "What, am I not good enough? Although I am a college student, I am also a man. With this height and physique, I have never lost a fight."

The monk was helpless; this was not the real problem.

The main point is that this guy is too close to his sister-in-law. His sister-in-law doesn't usually talk much to others, but for some reason, she is quite patient with Wen Qunshu.

That's really strange.

Chen Bozheng said, "Don't worry, he can do it."

He is now full of confidence; Wen Chan loves him.

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Author's note: Chen Bo is jealous.

Chen Bozheng managed to calm himself down.