Yang Lan hung up after he finished speaking harshly, without giving Lao Chen any chance to speak.
Old Chen still kept the action of answering the phone, standing on the spot, like a stone statue.
It wasn't until Jiang Feng entrapped the coolness of the night, blowing on his rough face, and the chill penetrated into his pores, and gradually spread to his limbs, that Old Chen's dull and flushed eyes finally turned again.
Putting the phone back in his trouser pocket, he turned and sat back in the driving seat.
Frozen for a long time, until the phone rang again.
It wasn't a call, but the alarm clock that had been adjusted before, telling him that two hours had passed and that he should pick up Shen Chunjiang.
Old Chen numbly started the engine and drove towards the Huaxiang Golden Seat.
…
"Are you leaving?" the woman murmured in a slightly hoarse voice, inadvertently revealing a lazy charm.
In the darkness, the rustling dressing sound stopped, "Wake you up?"
Gao Weiqiu sat up, leaned on the head of the bed. The next second, the light suddenly turned on.
"You sleep with you, don't care about me." Shen Chunjiang squinted uncomfortably.
The woman had come down from her sex, stood in front of him, took the tie from the side, and carefully fastened it for him.
Skilled movements, gentle eyes, just like a wife serving her husband in ancient times, and obedient little.
And Shen Chunjiang also quietly enjoyed this kind of service, and the big man's self-esteem was instantly satisfied, and his expression was so gentle that he could pinch water out of the water.
But he said: "What are you busy with? I'm not good at doing it."
Gao Weiqiu seemed to completely ignorant of the man's mentality at the moment, and explained in earnest: "You will be yours, and my help is mine."
Shen Chunjiang also prefers to love women for him with all his heart.
"You..." Infinite emotion, infinite love and compassion.
After Gao Weiqiu finished his work, he thoughtfully smoothed the folds with his hands again, and his focused appearance seemed to be accomplishing a great event.
"… All right."
The woman was about to close her hand, but Shen Chunjiang held her tightly: "Hurry up and lie down, don't send it."
Gao Weiqiu fixedly looked at him without speaking.
Tears gradually gathered in Rushui's eyes: "Are you despising me?"
"Look at what kind of silly things you are saying? I love you, petting you and pampering you and it's too late. How can I dislike you?"
"Then don't refuse. I'm willing to tie you for you, and I'm willing to give you away. If one day you are impatient or bored, please tell me first? At least it will make me mentally prepared."
When she said this, the woman looked aggrieved.
The flushed eyes, the appearance of weeping, almost killed the man!
How can Shen Chunjiang stand this
When she was about to take her into her arms, she murmured softly: "Look at you, you are starting to worry again? I didn't let you send it, so I wanted you to rest for a while. Why did it become disgusting and bored? You want to sentence me , You have to go through the trial first, right?"
The woman burst into tears and laughed, and gave him a look, "Who dares to interrogate you?"
"Hey, don't be angry anymore."
"Then you promise me first, and you can't refuse it next time."
"Good, good... You have the final say!"
Gao Weiqiu sent him to the elevator entrance and watched Shen Chunjiang leave before turning back to the room.
…
"Sir." Old Chen respectfully pulled the car door for him.
"Let's go back to the old house."
"Yes."
The car moved forward slowly, smoothly, with almost no bumps.
Old Chen looked in the mirror several times, his eyes flickered, and he stopped talking.
However, Shen Chunjiang did not notice because he closed his eyes and faked sleep soundly.
Finally, when the last quarter of an hour was left from the old house of the Shen family, Lao Chen, who had always been silent and never talked a lot, suddenly spoke—
"Mr… "
Hearing this, Shen Chunjiang opened his eyes quickly: "What's the matter?"
"Can you..." Lao Chen was so embarrassed that he could not find a place to drill in, gritted his teeth, and mustered the courage to continue, "Lend me some money?"
Shen Chunjiang frowned, "Why borrow money again? How much do you want this time?"
Old Chen became more and more at a loss, but he was still driving and could not lower his head, but could only look straight ahead.
"It may take... two hundred thousand."
He calculated it. If Yang Lan removes the expert, Xiaoqing can only be transferred back to the previous hospital. If he wants to continue the operation, it will cost at least 200,000, not including hospitalization, medicine, living expenses, etc.
"Or is it because of your little daughter's illness?"
Old Chen gave a light hum.
"But some time ago, why did I hear you say that she is about to recover?"
"... The operation is still delayed because of lack of money. When the money is in place, I believe it will be soon—"
"Old Chen," Shen Chunjiang interrupted him, "Originally this was a matter of life and death. I have this ability, and I don't mind to hand you out at critical times. After all, you have been working in the Shen family for so many years. There is no credit, there is hard work."
Old Chen's face was moved, and a gleam of hope flashed in his eyes.
"But," Shen Chunjiang said, "The 100,000 you borrowed last time hasn't been repaid. How can you let me rest assured to lend you another 200,000?"
Old Chen's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, and a huge sense of powerlessness and shame struck him.
"Sir, I..."
"I know what you want to say," Shen Chunjiang waved his hand. "It's nothing more than all kinds of guarantees and demonstrating loyalty. What's more, you can say things like being a cow or a horse and making a ring."
Old Chen Moran also acquiesced, because he did have this plan.
It’s okay to save face, just step on it, nothing is more important than Xiaoqing’s life...
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The answer to the previous question is-B will not!
Old Chen won't say it~