Luo Chen was woken up by Aunt Fang and had a rare breakfast with Mu Binglan.
"Honey, I seriously thought about what you said to me last night."
After a pause, Luo Chen took a sip of milk and then said: "I think what you said is very reasonable. You are so perfect. As your husband, I should really become better. So, in order to show my identity
, and at the same time, so that I can go to and from get off work on time every day, I hope my wife, you can give me your Maserati, which you don’t usually drive very often.”
Mu Binglan, who was sitting opposite Luo Chen, enjoying breakfast elegantly and quietly, put down the milk glass in her hand, frowned, and stared at Luo Chen, "The result of you thinking about it all night is to ask me to borrow a car to drive?
"
"How can you say this is borrowing? I am your husband, we are a family, and it is normal for me to drive your car. Besides, you are just throwing your car away in the garage anyway.
, if you let me drive the car, I can help you run it in. It’s better than just throwing it away and scrapping it.”
Regarding Luo Chen's seemingly reasonable advice, Mu Binglan obviously didn't listen, and shook her head directly to reject it, "First of all, I bought the car before I got married, and it is my personal pre-marital property. We did property before we got married.
Notarized, I hope you understand this. Secondly, with your current income level, you are not suitable to drive such an expensive car. Finally, if you really want to drive, you can buy a cheaper one yourself."
"Honey, you just don't want to lend it to me?"
Mu Binglan picked up the milk glass at hand, took a sip, and then responded to Luo Chen, "When your income is enough, I will consider lending it to you."
Luo Chen didn't feel unhappy about Mu Binglan's persistence.
In fact, before asking Mu Binglan for a car, Luo Chen had already thought that Mu Binglan would definitely not agree to lend him the car based on his temperament.
Relatively speaking, Mu Binglan's attitude at this time is already good. After all, Mu Binglan did not completely refuse, and more or less left some room for Luo Chen.
Asking even though he knew he would be rejected certainly didn't mean that Luo Chenxian had nothing to do with his wife. On the contrary, Luo Chen was waiting for Mu Binglan's rejection.
"Honey, if you don't let me drive the car, this will cause some trouble."
Luo Chen simply didn't even eat, and complained to Mu Binglan with an embarrassed look on his face, "Although my wife has promoted me to deputy supervisor, I don't have to work the night shift in the hotel as before. But, this is also
This means that I can no longer stay in a hotel. The hotel is at least half an hour's drive from our home. Unfortunately, there are no bus or subway stations close to our home.
What should I do when I commute to work from now on?"
After Luo Chen finished speaking, he saw Mu Binglan just there, eating breakfast quietly without any intention of answering.
Simply, Luo Chen moved a chair and went directly to Mu Binglan's side, "If I ask my wife, you can just stay in the hotel and buy me a long-term presidential suite. It will also save me the inconvenience of commuting to get off work every day. Of course, if Wife, you think this is too extravagant, I don’t have to do this—"
"In ten minutes, pack your things and take my car to the hotel."
After Mu Binglan interrupted Luo Chen coldly, seeing that Luo Chen was eager to continue his defense, Mu Binglan added, "If you don't want to take my car, you can also call Director Shen and ask him to She's here to pick you up and take you to the hotel. Presumably, given your relationship with Director Shen, she won't refuse you."
"I'm going to pack my things!"
Luo Chen, who was completely out of temper after being scolded by Mu Binglan, stood up and left the restaurant.
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At 8:45 a.m., Mu Binglan drove Luo Chen in her Porsche Cayenne and arrived near the Hyatt International Hotel.
After stopping the car, Mu Binglan turned around and glanced at Luo Chen, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and said directly to chase them away, "You can get off the car here. I will wait for you here for ten minutes after work in the afternoon. Within ten minutes, If you don't show up, you can find a way to go home, or you don't have to go home."
Luo Chen, who knew Mu Binglan's behavior, was too lazy to bargain with Mu Binglan because of the remaining few hundred meters.
After opening his eyes, Luo Chen turned sideways, looked directly at Mu Binglan, and went straight to the point, "Before I get out of the car, I hope my wife, you can lend me some money."
Even Mu Binglan knew to some extent that Luo Chen, a cheap husband, was out of character. However, Mu Binglan was really a little stunned by Luo Chen's blatant act of borrowing money.
After regaining consciousness, Mu Binglan frowned and stared at Luo Chen, "Why are you borrowing money?"
Luo Chen's eyelids drooped, and he said angrily: "You have promoted me to deputy supervisor. Do you think I should invite the remaining seven security brothers of our third back office team to have a meal to celebrate!"
Luo Chen really didn't mean to amuse Mu Binglan this time, but he really had no money.
During the years when he was working abroad, all the money Luo Chen earned was put into the operation of the foundation under the "Dark Prison". After returning to China, the salary he earned at the Hyatt International Hotel was not enough for Luo Chen to squander.
This is the result after Luo Chen drastically reduced his visits to nightclubs.
Regarding Luo Chen's reasonable explanation, Mu Binglan thought for a moment, then took out a bank card from her Hermès bag and handed it to Luo Chen, saying: "I don't have much cash with me. You take this card. The card password is not easy to remember. I will send the password to your mobile phone in the form of a text message later."
After all, he had received a marriage certificate. Naturally, Luo Chen would not be polite to Mu Binglan. After taking the bank card casually, Luo Chen subconsciously asked, "How much money do you have in this card? Don't let us know when the time comes." I was so drunk that I didn’t have enough money in my card when I checked out. If that’s the case, then I won’t have to work in the third team in the back office in the future.”
Mu Binglan frowned and thought for a moment, then whispered secretly, "It should be enough."
"should?"
Because of Mu Binglan's uncertain tone, Luo Chen's heart tightened and he quickly asked, "Just in case, you'd better tell me directly how much money you have in your card. You are also a five-star after all." General manager of the hotel, you don’t even have a few thousand dollars in your card, right?”
I don't know whether it was because she was annoyed by Luo Chen's question, or because she was dissatisfied with Luo Chen and questioned the balance in her bank card. Mu Binglan glared at Luo Chen slightly angrily, "I haven't swiped this card for a long time. I also remembered it." I don’t know how much money is left in the card. However, it must be hundreds of thousands.”
Luo Chen was somewhat unsure and looked at the bank card in his hand again, "Hundreds of thousands? Are you sure?"
"Believe it or not! Get off the car!"
Mu Binglan, who was too lazy to talk nonsense with Luo Chen, started the car directly after Luo Chen got out of the car and drove to the Hyatt International Hotel.
Watching Mu Binglan drive away, Luo Chen unconsciously revealed a playful smile, "This woman is so generous."
Luo Chen, who has been experiencing financial difficulties since returning to China, now holds a huge sum of money and is in a good mood. He walks leisurely to the Hyatt International Hotel humming a song. (To be continued)