"Mr. Fu is waiting for you outside."
The invigilator led Zhou Chuan through many turns and found a small door, where they saw that there were more than a dozen people guarding this remote place.
Seeing the two people coming, the guard immediately took out the key and unlocked the heavy chain hanging on the door.
Zhou Chuan watched this scene from afar, and heard a crisp "click" sound, as if something heavy and invisible was moved away. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Achuan."
A kind call came, and Zhou Chuan looked and saw a slightly old car parked on the side of the road. Sitting in the driver's seat was Mr. Fu.
"Grandpa Fu."
Zhou Chuan called out softly, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat. He glanced at the old man's profile with a little suspicion, feeling that the other person's face seemed fatter after not seeing him for a day.
"Cough cough." Mr. Fu coughed twice, and instinctively moved the ice pack he had used to reduce swelling under the car seat, his face full of embarrassment.
"Haha, making two spiritual cards in one day, our Achuan is getting more and more powerful." He changed the subject.
"It's not a big problem." Zhou Chuan's answer seemed a bit unmodest, but the old man who was even more unmodest than him loved to hear such words.
"Achuan, I have the final say over Baihu. After the college entrance exam, grandpa will take you to the villa area to choose a house. If you like one, just tell us and we'll move in on the same day!" Old Fu said with great pride.
"Grandpa Fu, don't spend too much money. My house is a nice place to live in." Zhou Chuan said.
"It's not a big deal. Those houses were built by old man Yu when he was alive. How can he leave his things empty? You are not like Xiaocheng in this respect. As soon as he heard about this, he started packing up. He rented two moving trucks, and they are parked downstairs in your community now."
Zhou Chuan's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this. This was something his father would do: "Then I'll listen to you."
Since his parents had already made the decision, he stopped refusing and leaned back in the car seat, watching the sun slowly set outside the window.
Mr. Fu seemed to want him to relax his mind, so he didn't drive too fast. He just drove around the city twice as if he was taking a ride. The road was very smooth.
After all, although Baihu is a remote and poor place, for some reason, it has become a place that attaches great importance to education.
Citizens know that the children are going to take the college entrance examination these days, so they would rather walk than ride bicycles, or ride bicycles than take the bus.
Not to mention the sound of honking, there were not many cars when standing on the road and looking around.
"Si... Mr. Fu, you are here."
President Fu parked the car in front of a simply decorated noodle shop, lifted the mosquito-proof gauze curtain, and walked in with Zhou Chuan.
As soon as I entered the door, the big man behind the cashier counter, who was suspected to be the boss and had a fierce face, smiled in a simple and honest way.
"Is the old guy here?" Old Fu said after a cold snort.
"The old man is waiting for you in the private room." The big man said with a smile.
"He's very active in eating. It looks like he won't die in a year or two." Old Fu put his hands behind his back and walked towards the private room. When he reached the door, he did not forget to raise his voice and said, "The scourge will stay for a thousand years!"
The next moment, a disdainful laugh came from behind the door.
Upon hearing the voice, Mr. Fu immediately opened the door and saw Mr. Chu, with some scars on his face, sitting solemnly in the main seat.
Accompanying him were the presidents of the Baihu City Card Players Alliance and the Battle Card Masters Association, both of whom were well-known figures in the local area.
"Mr. Fu, you are here."
The gentlemanly president of the Card Players Alliance stood up immediately after seeing who was coming and welcomed Mr. Fu to his seat.
In fact, judging from the current official position alone, he is higher than his opponent who has retired to the second line, but any normal person would not dare to take a chicken feather as a sword and act like a boss in front of the old hero.
Not to mention, his ridiculously high military rank is still there, it's just that he is too old and has returned to his hometown to spend his remaining years.
"Xiao Hu, Xiao Cao, you have met them all, right?" Old Fu looked at Zhou Chuan and asked softly.
"President Hu, Uncle Cao."
Zhou Chuan quickly greeted the two of them.
President Hu had been to their school to give a lecture, so he was already familiar to them; Lao Cao, their father's colleague, was even more familiar to them.
"Just call me uncle. I'm your father's senior." President Hu said with a gentle smile.
Zhou Chuan always followed advice, so he changed his words and called him Uncle Hu. But Mr. Fu said at this time: "Ah Chuan, the old man over there is Uncle Chu."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Chu’s eyes widened instantly, and the amiable expression he had tried so hard to maintain could no longer be maintained.
Zhou Chuan suddenly knew how the two old men got the wounds on their faces, and hurriedly smiled and greeted them, "Hello, Grandpa Chu."
"It gives this old guy a new life." Old Fu muttered quietly beside him.
“Ahem.” Elder Chu tried to adjust his expression and said kindly, “Sit down, sit down. I’ve heard my son and granddaughter mention you before, and I finally get to see you today.”
When Zhou Chuan heard this, he immediately thought of the guild president who had the same name as a certain anchor, and the stupid girl who was a sneak attacker with a cunning style. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "I have indeed seen those two before."
Old Chu laughed and said, "My girl has always been arrogant, and with my third son protecting her, she is even more lawless. This time she was defeated by you, and she has calmed down a lot, which is good."
Zhou Chuan could only smile when he heard that.
Just at this moment, the boss knocked on the door and brought up a few side dishes and bowls of hot noodles on a tray. Everyone stopped talking and concentrated on eating.
After finishing their meal, Lao Cao drove Mr. Fu's car and took Zhou Chuan away.
This couldn't help but make Zhou Chuan feel a little confused. He thought that Mr. Fu brought him to meet these big men because he had something important to say, but he didn't expect that they just had a simple meal and the total number of words they said was no more than ten sentences.
Something is wrong. This is really abnormal.
"Nephew, don't think too much. Those two have their own ideas and will not let you down." Lao Cao said with a smile.
"I understand, Uncle Cao," Zhou Chuan replied.
"Time flies so fast. When I sent my little girl off yesterday, I was wondering how a child who was so small when she was born could grow up into a big girl in the blink of an eye?"
Lao Cao said with some emotion: "You are growing up so fast, how can we parents not grow old?"
After a moment of silence, Zhou Chuan said, "Uncle Cao is still very young."
"Haha, you've always been sweet-talking." Old Cao laughed and said, "In terms of heart, my tiger and Old Yu's girl, even if they're tied together, they're not even half as good as you. There must be a lot of girls in school who like you."
"No, no." Zhou Chuan explained with a little embarrassment.
"Pretty low-key." Lao Cao smiled and looked at Zhou Chuan through the rearview mirror. His eyes were full of meaning, but he didn't say much. He just encouraged him, "You must pass the college entrance examination. Uncle is waiting for your good news!"
"good!"