RBCT Chapter 812 Destroys 3D Views
Chapter 812 Destroys 3D Views
Ji Yan left after saying just one sentence!
What a joke! With my stunning looks, I'd definitely want to find a tall, rich, and handsome man. This old man is short and ugly; he's disgusting!
"Wait a minute—", Cha Lan quickly stood up and called to her as she was about to leave. What would happen if she left and he couldn't complete President Chen's task? In his haste, he pulled a car key from his bag and slammed it on the table: "Look at this—"
This successfully caught Ji Yan's attention. She walked back, glanced at the logo on the car key, and her eyes lit up: "Maybach?"
Cha Lan smiled slightly, and it was clear that no woman could ignore a Maybach. If she could, it was most likely because she didn't recognize a Maybach!
"You're not renting it, are you?" Ji Yan thought, remembering how many scammers there are these days. There are also many who rent luxury cars to swindle money from socialites.
"How could that be? My character wouldn't allow me to do such a thing!" Cha Lan felt insulted.
But Ji Yan was clearly a very rational woman. She stared at Cha Lan and asked, "How can you prove it?"
Because of the Maybach, she found the old man much more pleasing to the eye. She wondered if it was true; if it was, the old man's net worth must be at least eight figures.
After a moment's thought, Cha Lan opened the mobile banking app and said, "Here, take a look at the balance on this card."
Ji Yan's eyes lit up. This was great; a mobile banking balance couldn't be faked. This old man was quite honest. Generally, a man's bank balance was like a woman's age—something he would never easily reveal.
Approaching Cha Lan, he wrinkled his nose; the perfume was a bit too strong. Ji Yan's attention, however, was entirely focused on his phone. Once she looked closely, her eyes were glued to it—
One, ten, hundred, ten million, hundred million, billion.
Fifty billion? Ji Yan was instantly petrified! Is this real? Is it possible for someone to have a bank account balance of 50 billion?
"This isn't Zimbabwean dollars, is it?" she asked instinctively.
Cha Lan laughed: "This is Huaxia Bank—"
Ji Yan also realized that this was definitely Chinese Yuan. He had 5 billion in one bank, which meant his net worth was definitely over 10 billion! My God, is God blessing me, sending me such a rich man!
An old man? She didn't mind anymore. An old man was good; she could inherit the fortune sooner. She could live a more carefree life for the rest of her days!
Dozens of thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, and before Cha Lan could react, she suddenly threw herself into his arms: "Husband—"
Holy crap! I never knew money could be this powerful!
He felt a little suffocated by her weight. "Wait, wait, I haven't agreed yet!"
How could she refuse? Ji Yan had finally met such a wealthy man, so she immediately raised her bargaining chip: "Honey, I also have a twin sister who's single too, I don't mind."
So unrestrained? Cha Lan's heart can't take it! When Ji Yan squeezed him, only one thought occupied his mind—I've finally completed President Chen's mission!
Cha Lan is getting older and has lost interest in women. Plus, Zhang Yan treats him well and is Zhao Xiangjun's former colleague, so he's now completely devoted to her. He believes this will make Zhao Xiangjun happy. And if Zhao Xiangjun is happy, then President Chen will be happy, right?
He couldn't understand why he had to find a strange woman to accompany him today, and why he couldn't bring Zhang Yan along?
He told Ji Yan to sit down opposite him and then sent a message to Chen Xiao to report, "President Chen, it's all taken care of here!"
After waiting for more than ten minutes without a reply from Chen Xiao, Cha Lan felt restless and impatient. He had no interest in appreciating Ji Yan's flirtatious antics across from him. Little did he know, Chen Xiao wasn't replying because he was riding his bicycle.
Ever since Zhao Xiangjun mentioned his lack of exercise, he's been going out by bicycle. And today, at Ma Jian's request, he's playing the role of an ordinary working-class person, so riding a bicycle is fitting.
Is this appropriate? Upon arriving at Tianchi Hot Spring, Chen Xiao parked the car. He worried that if the Trek Butterfly was recognized, all of Ma Jian's disguises would be exposed.
As I walked towards the Tianchi Hot Spring, I kept thinking about this. I picked up my phone and messaged Diao Chan to let her know I was there, and that's when I saw the message on Cha Lan's phone.
This old guy is pretty impressive, he got it done in such a short time? He underestimated the power of money!
In the technician room of [Tianchi Hot Spring], Diao Chan arrived at work in casual clothes, attracting the attention of all the technicians in the room.
"Number 8, your dress is so pretty, what brand is it?"
"Yes, number 8, this dress must have cost a lot, right? At least several thousand yuan, right?"
Diao Chan sighed helplessly. These people just couldn't stand seeing what she wore. She already knew what would happen next: in just a few days, the same clothes she wore would appear in this massage parlor. These people always bought whatever she bought.
"I bought this during a brand sale. It cost 399 yuan and several thousand yuan. I only earn a few dollars a month. Do I deserve it?" Diao Chan shook her head speechlessly, found her seat, and ignored everyone else.
"Only a few hundred? I've never bought clothes for less than 1000."
Diao Chan didn't look up, but she knew that this was Li Jing, the most well-known loudspeaker in the technicians' room.
Li Jing's husband's family received six apartments in the suburbs of Jiangzhou as compensation for their demolished property. Diao Chan was initially puzzled: with six apartments and boasting of a net worth exceeding ten million, why was she picking her toes?
Later, they learned that having assets of tens of millions and being rich are two different things. The couple hadn't worked before, living off rental income. However, in recent years, property values had plummeted, prices had been rising, and rents in the suburbs were stagnant. Their child was growing up, and tutoring classes were expensive, so they were running out of money!
After learning about the family situations of other people here, Li Jing developed a sense of superiority. She always made sure that her food, clothing, and daily necessities were the best available; otherwise, she felt ashamed.
Diao Chan is different. She uses only the best skincare products, afraid of damaging her skin. She's not picky about food or clothes. She buys things when she goes shopping, but she rarely owns clothes that cost more than 1000 yuan.
"Sister Jing, who here can compare to you? Even if you were kept by someone, let alone working a regular job, your living conditions still couldn't compare!"
The speaker was number 88. She flattered Li Jing while subtly implying something. Everyone present understood, because they often gossiped that technician number 8 was definitely being kept by someone. As for the reasoning, if she wasn't being kept, why wasn't she so eager to earn money, even refusing to extend the time with customers?
This wasn't the first or second time Number 88 had said something like that, and Diao Chan naturally knew who she was referring to, but she ignored Number 88. Today she was going out to dinner with Chen Xiao, and it was her first time going out to dinner with a man. Whether for her own sake or to save face for Chen Xiao, she wanted to dress up beautifully. Therefore, she chose her most beautiful long dress.
At this moment, the manager came over, and Diao Chan said to her, "Boss, I have something to do tonight, please take three hours off!"
If it were anyone else, the manager would definitely ask a lot of questions. But with Diao Chan's leave, she not only dared not refuse, but she also dared not ask why.
"Okay, is 3 hours enough? If you need to extend it, just send me a message!"
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"How biased!"
"Hey, stop talking. If you were as good-looking as the Long March 8, you'd have special privileges too!"
Sister Juan and Qianqian were close to Diao Chan and knew her well. Sister Juan asked her quietly, "Diao Chan, are you busy today?" Diao Chan murmured an hum, "I'm going out for dinner."
"With whom?" Juanjie and Qianqian were both surprised. Diao Chan had never gone out to eat with anyone in Jiangzhou except for the two of them.
Diao Chan's face flushed slightly; she disliked lying. She either didn't answer at all, or if she did, she wouldn't lie. And since Sister Juan and Qianqian were among her closest colleagues in the company, she naturally couldn't refuse to answer.
"I went out to dinner with Chen Xiao to help out a friend of his, that Mr. Ma!" Diao Chan explained in a low voice.
"Mr. Ma? By the way, he hit Mr. Gao, didn't he get locked up in a dark room?" Sister Juan asked in surprise.
Diao Chan shook her head, suddenly remembering the incident as well. That day, after beating Boss Gao so badly, the owner of [Tianchi Hot Spring] even called to intervene, but it didn't work. It seems that government agencies these days are truly upright and honest, and not someone like the boss can influence them.
"I don't know. Okay, Chen Xiao's here, I'll change first!" Diao Chan glanced at her phone, then got up and went to the dressing room. Since it wasn't yet time for the evening dinner, Chen Xiao would lie down here for a while. Diao Chan, of course, couldn't possibly go to work in casual clothes!
At the Four Seasons Teahouse, Cha Lan received a message of approval from President Chen, and felt a sense of relief. But then, President Chen's next message shattered his worldview!
What? You want me to play a security guard tonight?
Last time, Li Xingxing treated him like a security guard and knocked him to the ground several times in one day. Now, the mere mention of the word "security guard" evokes a phobia in him. But tonight, Boss Chen wants him to impersonate a security guard?
Ji Yan smiled sweetly as she poured tea for Cha Lan, calling him "Husband—" in an incredibly sweet voice.
Cha Lan suddenly realized, "You should call me Old Cha."
"Okay, okay. Old Cha, I'm quite satisfied with you. I think we can take things a little further!"
buzz-
His phone rang again. As he picked it up, he replied to Ji Yan, "I have a heart condition, so it's better to go slowly. Taking big steps could easily hurt my balls!"
When I saw the message, I was stunned.
What's going on? General Manager Chen is also posing as a junior employee. His identity—salesman, monthly income—just over ten thousand!
As for Ma Jian, he owns several snack shops and is a small business owner.
What's going on here? But seeing that even Boss Chen is pretending to be a low-level employee earning over ten thousand a month, I realized that my initial dissatisfaction with my security guard identity was just overestimating myself. This identity is definitely "high-end"!
Looking at Chen Xiao's messages again, I learned that Ma Jian had dinner that night with the girl he was pursuing and her colleague. It became clear that Ma Jian had met someone he liked, but didn't want to use his status to pursue her; instead, he hoped to find someone who truly reciprocated his feelings.
Cha Lan always felt that Ma Jian was a bit unreliable. Wasn't he just deceiving the girl? What would people think if they found out in the future?
But this was Ma Jian's business, and he didn't dare to express his opinion, after all, that guy was President Chen's best friend!
"Oh, Xiao Ji!"
"Old Cha, it's better if you call me Xiao Yan."
Okay, that's true. Calling her Xiao Ji feels a bit distant. "Xiao Ji, come with me to a dinner party tonight—"
"Great, great! Old Cha, are they all your business associates?" Ji Yan asked excitedly. Cha Lan was so powerful; his friends must all be very wealthy—a circle she had never dared to dream of before.
He nodded, then shook his head: "No, it was a young friend who was having dinner with his girlfriend and colleagues tonight, and he invited us to join them."
Although I'm a little disappointed, being able to be with Chalan is better than anything. With this 50 billion, what else is there to think about?
"However, there's one thing. Let's keep a low profile tonight. When we introduce ourselves, we'll say I work as a security guard."
After finishing his explanation, Cha Lan looked at Ji Yan with some worry: "When you were introduced, what did you say your profession was?" This doesn't make sense. If he were a security guard, could someone with his appearance find a woman in her twenties?
Ji Yan chuckled: "If you're a security guard, then I'm a security guard, aren't I?"
Cha Lan was taken aback for a moment, then realized, "Is this woman really that outspoken? Shouldn't women be a little more reserved?" Little did he know, Ji Yan thought that at his age, going on blind dates with young women made him seem like an old lecher. She, on the other hand, thought she was playing to his tastes.
Cha Lan's face turned red. Zhang Yan could never say things like Ji Yan. He felt that he still preferred Zhang Yan's style.
"Let's not drive the Maybach tonight, otherwise it won't look good if someone sees us."
Ji Yan understood what he meant; what kind of security guard would someone driving a Maybach be pretending to be? She didn't mind at all, patting her chest: "It's alright, Lao Cha. I have a car, a BMW 3 Series. It's just a little inconvenient for you!"
He waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. I was originally planning to buy an electric scooter to ride there so that it would be more in line with my identity as a security guard."
Ji Yan exclaimed, glancing out the window. "It's almost 40 degrees Celsius! How unbearable will it be to ride an electric scooter like that? You should at least take a taxi!"
Cha Lan had also thought of this. "Alright then, I'll ride in your car." He hadn't ridden an electric scooter in years, so he wasn't sure he could ride it well.
In a private room on the third floor of Tianchi Hot Spring, as soon as Diao Chan entered, she saw Chen Xiao lying down like an old man.
"Did you get me some water?" he joked as soon as he walked in.
"I'm not taking it anymore. I've already said you're not worthy! A wild boar can't eat fine chaff!!"
"Hmph~ Hmph~", Diao Chan smiled, her eyebrows curving, and she wasn't angry at all.
Chen Xiao handed her the shopping bag that was placed to the side: "I bought that dress that I showed you last time. Here you go!!"
Just as Diao Chan put his feet in the basin, she heard this and said angrily, "I was just joking, you actually bought it? Why don't you move the whole store back here?" (End of this chapter)