Chapter 225 The Younger Generation Has Promise
Chen Yuanjun strode to the sports car and tapped on the window twice with his knuckles.

The sports car, which was already moving slowly, stopped immediately, and the window slowly rolled down.

The chassis of the sports car was not high, and the body was not high either, so Chen Yuanjun had to bend down and look into the car. Suddenly, his gaze froze, and he blurted out:

"Yuanzi?!"

There were two people in the car. Besides the beautiful woman who was often surrounded by young people and old uncles in the Security Department on her way to and from work, there was also a young man in the passenger seat. It was none other than his unlucky younger cousin.

"Brother, what a coincidence," Zhang Yuanqing said with an awkward but polite smile.

"Why are you here?" Chen Yuanjun looked at his younger cousin and then at the stunning mixed-race female colleague. He seemed to understand and his expression became complicated.

"Guan Ya is my friend. I came to her today to ask her to do something and invited her to dinner." Zhang Yuanqing gave his cousin a "you know" expression, and added:

"Tell Grandma that I won't be home for dinner tonight."

Guan Ya gave a very goddess-like and reserved smile, nodding in greeting: "Captain Chen, oh, I should call you Police Chief Chen from now on."

As expected, it was him. It really was him. Chen Yuanjun nodded with mixed feelings.

He never expected that his younger cousin actually knew someone in the system, and it was the famous goddess of the Security Department.

Such a big thing, done so easily, their relationship must be extraordinary. When did they meet? Is it a normal romantic relationship? As an excellent security officer, he immediately thought of many things. In addition, he remembered that a colleague had once said that the goddess of the special department often went in and out with a young man.

Is that legendary young man Yuanzi? Is it my younger cousin?

At this moment, the business car behind honked its horn, and Chen Yuanjun swallowed back the words he wanted to say, took a few steps back, and nodded slightly. The blue sports car drove out of the gate steadily and merged into the traffic.

Chen Yuanjun stood there, his mood unable to calm down for a long time.

At half past six in the evening, Chen Yuanjun returned home. In the spacious living room, his father, who was not respecting his age, was practicing the moonwalk, the soles of his shoes rubbing against the smooth floor and making harsh noises. "Yo, son is back!"

His uncle greeted him cheerfully.

Chen Yuanjun nodded lightly, hung his briefcase on the coat rack, took off his leather shoes, and put on cotton slippers. His aunt heard the sound and poked her head out of the bathroom, saying:

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? Come out with me later. Your uncle introduced a friend in the security system. Mom didn't sleep all night, she's just not willing to give up. You work so hard, and you're so capable, what's wrong with being a police chief? The Chen family has no connections and can't help you, but your grandpa's side has connections."

His uncle didn't like hearing this:

"What kind of connections? Your dad is just a mixed-up official, he has nothing to do with the security system. You can find someone for small things, but who will give your family face for such big things? Don't waste money and then have them send you off with a 'we tried our best.'" His aunt seemed to have some concerns about this, and said angrily:

"We still have to try!"

"Try, try!" His uncle shrugged.

Seeing his attitude, his aunt was furious, gritting her teeth and saying:

"You don't care about your son's future at all, you're always laughing and joking. Every man in the Chen family is unreliable." "Isn't my dad reliable?"

"Your dad is too reliable, so reliable that everyone thinks he's stern and impartial!"

His aunt snorted. His uncle immediately stopped talking.

Chen Yuanjun finally found an opportunity to speak, saying:

"Mom, cancel the dinner tonight. My promotion is confirmed, and the headquarters' documents are out. I'll be the police chief of the Security Department from now on, and the unit is still in Kangyang District." His aunt was stunned, looking at him in astonishment. After a few seconds, she asked to confirm:

"Really?"

She seemed to have thought of something and said with pleasant surprise, "Did Bureau Chief Li get it done? He said yesterday that it was difficult. Yuanjun, we have to prepare a big gift and thank him properly." Chen Yuanjun shook his head: "Yuanzi asked a friend to do it." His aunt was stunned again, and his uncle also looked over.

"Yuan, Yuanzi?"

His aunt had an incredulous look on her face. Could a college student accomplish such a thing?

Moreover, Yuanzi is still in school and has a limited social circle. There's no way he could know such a friend. Chen Yuanjun nodded, revealing a smile:

"That's right, I just saw him in the Security Department. He's taking his friend out to dinner tonight."

His aunt became pleasantly surprised, "Really? This kid Yuanzi actually knows such a capable friend? Husband, we have to take Yuanzi out to dinner tomorrow and thank him properly." His uncle continued to practice his moonwalk: "We're family, there's no need to thank each other."

His aunt thought about it and nodded with a smile:

"That's right, that would be too distant. I have to give Yuanzi more pocket money in the future. Husband, I really didn't dote on him for nothing." She was in a great mood.

His uncle grunted:

"I knew Yuanzi would be promising in the future. In this day and age, people who know how to socialize can make a name for themselves. Those who bury their heads in work are nothing. Look at my dad and Yuanjun.

"My mantle is still stronger."

At the dinner table, Chen Yuanjun said:

"Grandpa, the headquarters' documents are out, promoting me to police chief. The unit is still the Kangyang District Security Department." His gray-haired grandfather was stunned, slightly moved: "What's going on?"

He stared at his grandson with bright eyes, his face somewhat nervous.

His grandfather knew that if there were no accidents, Yuanjun would not be able to be promoted to police chief. He was too familiar with the style of the security system. Jiang Yuer, who was eating with her head down, raised her face and looked at Chen Yuanjun with her mother.

Chen Yuanjun said: "I saw Yuanzi when I got off work. He knows someone with a high status in the security system, and it just so happened that that person could help me. So it's done. Yuanzi isn't coming home for dinner, he's taking her out to dinner." His grandfather was stunned, seemingly not expecting such an answer.

His grandmother was dumbfounded: "He really knows such a friend? I thought he was bragging."

His grandmother was immediately very happy, saying that Yuanzi was promising, I knew he would be promising in the future, because he has friends wherever he goes.

His grandfather put away the expression on his face and nodded steadily:

"Yuanjun,

You and Yuanzi are on different paths. I've always been harsh on you because you're the one who does the work, you can climb up step by step. Yuanzi is different from you, he's suitable for wild growth. As long as he doesn't go astray, he won't be bad." After a pause, his grandfather's aged face revealed a smile:

"You are all promising."

Zhang Yuanqing returned home very late, reeking of alcohol. The breath he exhaled was mixed with the fragrance of malt.

He usually didn't drink, but gatherings are for having fun. At the dinner table, except for Jiang Jingwei, who was too young to drink, and Guan Ya, who had to drive Yuan Shi home and disliked having a designated driver drive her car, everyone else drank happily.

Jiang Jingwei had a certain longing for alcohol, eager to try the drinks that adults can taste, but was rejected by everyone. The moment Zhang Yuanqing's hand gripped the doorknob, his ears twitched slightly, hearing faint breathing in the room.

Someone is in my room? Jiang Yuer? He was like a frightened bird at first, instinctively vigilant, then relaxed and opened the doorknob. The Demon Eye Heavenly King is imprisoned, what am I afraid of?

The bedroom door opened, the lights were bright, and the mature and prudent Chen Yuanjun was sitting at the table, holding a cigarette in his hand. "You're back?"

His cousin exhaled white smoke, his steady posture and "mature" face making him look like a father waiting for his son to return home late at night. "Ah, Brother, why aren't you asleep yet? Is there something you want to talk about?"

Zhang Yuanqing said this, but he actually guessed his cousin's purpose. Chen Yuanjun's face was serious as he asked:

"That Guan Ya, she drove you home?" "Yes!" Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

Chen Yuanjun's face became even more serious as he said in a deep voice: "How did you meet Guan Ya? What's your relationship?"

"We just met online, met offline, and thought we got along well, so we became friends." Zhang Yuanqing fabricated while thinking.

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yuanjun waved his hand to interrupt him. His cousin silently exhaled, and said earnestly, "No need to say more, I understand."

*The Records of a Divine and Demonic Graphic Scroll* (Translator's Note: this is the full title of the novel)

"Yuanzi, I know that young people nowadays have open minds and often spread distorted values such as 'Sugar mommies are great,' 'Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore.' Perhaps in your eyes, this is just how society is, everyone's just lazing around. Yes, lazing around, you young people describe it very well.

"But Brother still wants to tell you that this is wrong. Men have to be down-to-earth, they can't take shortcuts, they can't go astray. What would your grandparents, your aunt, think if they knew you were being kept by a woman?" Kept, kept, kept? Zhang Yuanqing looked at his cousin with a blank expression.

Chen Yuanjun continued:

"That Guan Ya, her identity isn't low. Either her family is very powerful, or her boyfriend or husband is very powerful. It's very dangerous for you to get involved with a woman like that.

"If her family, or her husband, knew that she was keeping a gigolo outside, they wouldn't let you off. Although our family isn't bad, we're just an ordinary family. Yuanzi, you have to think about the consequences." Have you already imagined it to this extent? I'm not Cao Cao, I don't covet other people's wives. Zhang Yuanqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he said:

"Brother, we're really just ordinary friends. Okay, I know that's not convincing, but please rest assured, I'm really not being kept, and Guan Ya doesn't have a boyfriend, much less married." "Not married?" Chen Yuanjun's expression immediately improved:

"If you're just dating a single sugar momma, then that's a little better."

Yes, yes, yes. Zhang Yuanqing almost covered his face.

Chen Yuanjun received a satisfactory answer and stood up, saying: "Then you should rest early."

The next day, in the morning, his grandmother carried a handbag commonly used by housewives, preparing to go to the vegetable market outside the residential area.

As the most high-end residential area in the surrounding area, besides being a school district, there was also a vegetable market next to it, and a shopping mall one kilometer away, making life and shopping extremely convenient. When passing by the rest area of the residential area, his grandmother's ears twitched, hearing several old sisters chatting about gossip in the rest area.

"I saw it with my own eyes last night, he came back in a sports car, the driver was a very beautiful woman, but she wasn't young anymore." "That child is very handsome, could he be dating a sugar momma."

"Oh dear, search Lingjing Xingzhe on Baidu (Translator's Note: Chinese search engine) I'm afraid he's being kept, such a good young man"

Sports car, child, dating a sugar momma. His grandmother felt that buying vegetables wasn't urgent, and hurried over to eavesdrop.

"What are you talking about?" His grandmother asked excitedly.

The old women's faces changed slightly when they saw his grandmother, and they immediately fell silent.

One of the old women, who had a good relationship with his grandmother, hesitated for a moment and whispered:

"It seems that your grandson is being kept by a rich woman, this is what happened"

His grandmother came to eavesdrop excitedly, but she didn't expect to be eavesdropping on her own family's gossip. The smile on her face immediately disappeared. At this time, Zhang Yuanqing was lying on the bed, holding his phone with both hands, and opened the official forum.

Taiyi Sect announced its participation in this year's arena competition.

The prizes for the arena competition have been announced, and this year's prize for the Transcendent realm is beyond expectations.

ps: Will fix typos after updating.