Chapter 6 I didn't say it was my first time
The next morning, Chen Yansen slept until he woke up naturally.
When he pushed open the door and saw a stack of banknotes on the dining table, he couldn't help but smile.
Old Chen is a man who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. He came back last night, waving his belt and insisting on having a plate of shredded pork fried for him.
But he blocked her answer with "If my mother were alive, would you dare to hit me?"
Chen Yansen was completely bullying the honest man and had a firm grasp on Old Chen's lifeblood.
Finally, Chen Guobin dropped the belt and walked back to the room with a dejected look on his face.
"Hey, am I wrong to introduce him to a wife?"
Chen Yansen smacked his lips, somewhat angry at Lao Chen for not fighting back.
"She is just my sister. My sister said purple has a lot of charm."
The cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly rang. Chen Yansen took it out slowly. As soon as he pressed the answer button, Wang Zihao's angry voice came from the microphone.
"Damn you Chen Yansen, are you still not awake?"
Chen Yansen tickled his ears and glanced at the wall clock. It was exactly half past nine.
"What's the matter?"
Chen Yansen's tone was calm and his emotions were very stable.
"I've been waiting for you at the crossroads for half an hour."
Wang Zihao roared word by word.
"Oh, so what?"
Chen Yansen's tone remained calm, and he put the driving school tuition that Lao Chen gave him into his pocket.
"Didn't you say yesterday that we would meet at the same place and time?"
Wang Zihao was so angry that he laughed, and could only explain patiently.
"I did say the old place, but I didn't say the old time. I was planning to call you at ten, but I didn't expect you to go to Cross Street at nine."
Chen Yansen spoke slowly.
"Ah! Is that so?"
Wang Zihao was stunned and tried hard to recall what happened yesterday. Probably, possibly, it seemed that Chen Yansen really didn't agree with him on a meeting time.
So, he had wrongly accused Chen Yansen? Wang Zihao always felt something was wrong, but he was not a stubborn person who would not admit his mistakes, so he apologized generously: "Brother Sen, I'm sorry! When will you arrive? I'll go buy you breakfast?"
"Ten o'clock."
Chen Yansen chuckled and hung up the phone.
With his master-level time management skills, how could he forget about this? The reason for doing so was simply to tell Wang Zihao that no matter in business, work or love, the only person he can trust is himself.
As for whether the other party could understand it, Chen Yansen didn't care. With his skills, it was not difficult to slowly train a little fox.
In his previous life, there was also a woman who taught him step by step, and made him a Chen Yansen who "attracts all beauties with his smile and sings for all beauties".
When he staggered to the crossroads, he saw Wang Zihao squatting at the intersection from a distance, leaning against a bicycle. He looked excited and painful, with a look of deep secrets between his brows.
"Mouse, are you stealing people or money?"
Chen Yansen squeezed the brakes and joked.
"Here, here are three thousand dollars."
After seeing Chen Yansen, Wang Zihao showed a relieved expression on his face. He secretly took out a wad of money and stuffed it into his hand.
"What did you talk to Uncle Wang about?"
Chen Yansen took the money, put it directly into his pocket, and then said casually.
"I told him I wanted to get a driver's license."
Wang Zihao shrugged and told the truth.
“Maybe this is what it means to grow up. When I was a kid, I wouldn’t have dared to lie so much.
If you don't hand in your driver's license before school starts, will Uncle Wang beat you to death?"
Chen Yansen sneered and joked to Wang Zihao.
Wang Zihao's father was a soldier and had been to the battlefield. His educational philosophy for his son was mainly based on the principle of "no beating, no success". As long as he could not kill him, he would be beaten to death.
"Fuck! Don't scare me. Besides, I really have to go to the driving school to pay tuition."
Wang Zihao's body trembled, and he persisted with gritted teeth.
"Don't worry, I've never made any money in my life doing business."
Chen Yansen patted his best friend, asked him to get in the car, and said something nonsense.
"Oh, it's good that I've never lost money... Bullshit, Brother Sen, are you trying to say 'I've never lost money in my life'?"
Wang Zihao pedaled hard, caught up and asked.
"We are childhood friends. Do you think I have ever done business?"
Chen Yansen rolled his eyes at him and asked back with a smile.
"Fuck!"
Wang Zihao was stunned. His mood was up and down because of Chen Yansen. The image of his father holding a wooden stick kept appearing in his mind.
Brother, you can’t play with people like this!
Wang Zihao stared at Chen Yansen intently, unable to make out anything at all. Then he sighed and followed with resigned attitude.
When passing by Jianshe Bank, Chen Yansen opened an online banking account and deposited another 100,000 yuan into the card.
Seeing this, Wang Zihao, who was following behind him, finally felt relieved. Since Chen Yansen dared to take out 100,000 yuan to gamble, he had nothing to fear.
My originally uneasy heart instantly settled down and I kept smiling foolishly.
"Let me sync with you. I have currently negotiated with three suppliers, but I will only choose one in the end. It depends on the quality of the samples."
Chen Yansen walked out of the bank and said to Wang Zihao.
“When do we start selling?”
Wang Zihao was a bit impatient. After hearing what Chen Yansen said, he immediately asked.
"Don't worry, it will take three to five days at the shortest and seven to eight days at the longest. Let's go to the driving school to register first."
Chen Yansen casually stuffed the U-Shield into his schoolbag and jumped into the car.
"But I have no money!"
Wang Zihao didn't react yet and replied blankly.
"I'll pay for this. Who told you to call me Brother Sen?"
Chen Yansen didn't say much, but just drove all the way towards Tongfei Gate and headed straight for the "Daxiang Driving School" outside the city.
"Brother Sen, you really are my father!"
Wang Zihao followed closely behind and shouted shamelessly.
Although he still hadn't figured out why Chen Yansen went to all that trouble, when he could have just paid him three thousand yuan as a shareholder but had to go through all that trouble instead, he could clearly feel that his best friend had definitely become different since the day before yesterday.
At this moment, he firmly believed that Chen Yansen could really help him make a fortune! Fifteen minutes later, the two walked into the registration hall of Daxiang Driving School. The air-conditioning in the room was sufficient, and several middle-aged women were sitting together chatting.
"Who should I contact for registration?"
Chen Yansen knocked on the table and asked loudly.
"C1 manual transmission 2500, C2 automatic transmission 2800. Fill out the form first, then turn right and go to the finance office to pay."
One of them was a plump middle-aged lady. After looking the two of them up and down, she skillfully threw out two forms and quoted the training price.
"Miss, please lend me a pen."
Chen Yansen came forward and said, his smile was particularly warm, and even his tone was a little gentler.
"You call me little sister? That's a good name. You're really sweet, handsome boy. Do you want some water?"
The middle-aged aunt was stunned at first, then she smiled.
Chen Yansen was a neat and tidy man who looked to be in his twenties. He had a careless smile on his face and a fixed gaze that made her dare not look at him any longer.
"Will it be too much trouble for you?"
Chen Yansen took the pen with a smile, looking embarrassed.
"No trouble."
The middle-aged aunt covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, then hurriedly took out two bottles of ice dew from the freezer and enthusiastically stuffed them into the two of them.
Afterwards, Chen Yansen and the middle-aged aunt asked and answered questions, and soon found out the general situation of "Daxiang Driving School", such as which coach has the highest pass rate, which coach has the best temper, and which coach has the least students.
"Sister Zhang, let's go pay first, and I'll treat you to milk tea later."
Chen Yansen quickly filled out the form and waved goodbye.
"Chen Yansen, you are so skilled that it doesn't seem like your first time."
Wang Zihao, who was following behind him, said in a muffled voice.
"Haha, I didn't say it was my first time."
Chen Yansen chuckled, put his arm around his best friend's neck, and walked towards the finance office.
(End of this chapter)
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