bookcurios Chapter 280: Dabao, you have changed.
Chapter 280: Dabao, you have changed.
After breakfast, the two found a relatively quiet place on the roadside and sat down.
Chen An handed the other person a cigarette and lit one for himself, trying to ease Wang Chao's nervousness a little.
Wang Chao smokes, but he rarely smokes.
As soon as he lit a cigarette, Chen An started talking on his own, telling all the information about Wang Chao in detail, including every member of his family.
Wang Chao had just lit up the cigarette in his mouth, but before he could smoke, he was shocked by Chen An's words. He was in a state of panic and fear. His face turned pale in an instant, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he felt a chill on his back.
"Don't be nervous, Brother Wang..." Chen An patted Wang Chao on the shoulder and showed a smile that seemed gentle, but made Wang Chao feel uneasy.
Wang Chao's lips trembled as he stuttered, "Um, Brother Chen, what's the matter? Just tell me, have I offended you in any way? I apologize..."
"Someone has offended me, so I need you to do me a favor." Chen An's tone was flat.
"Brother Chen, stop joking. How could I have the ability to help a big shot like you?" Wang Chao's awe for rich people is something that cannot be easily changed by passing the civil service exam.
At this moment his body was trembling slightly and his eyes were full of anxiety and fear.
Chen An didn't waste any words. He felt the time was right, so he expressed his thoughts in an orderly manner.
Wang Chao was completely confused after hearing this. What the hell? He felt like his brain wasn't enough. His eyes were dull, his mouth was slightly open, and he didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Brother Chen, why did you choose me?" Wang Chao finally came back to his senses, his voice trembling slightly.
"Because you are poor, you lack money, and I need your identity." Chen An's face, which was originally full of smiles, suddenly turned cold, and his eyes became sharp as he looked at Wang Chao, "Brother Wang, I have always liked making friends, and I never like to let my friends suffer. If you get things done, I will give you 100,000 yuan. Of course, if you don't want to be my friend, then I will still spend the 100,000 yuan, but this way..."
Chen An did not explain it clearly, but Wang Chao, who was at the bottom of society, had already automatically imagined a lot of terrible things.
He took out his lighter tremblingly, and his hands shook several times before he finally lit the cigarette. He took a few deep puffs, and the smoke went into his lungs, causing him to cough repeatedly. However, this stimulation also made his head clearer.
As a child from the countryside, Wang Chao was able to pass the civil service exam in a big city, so he was certainly not useless. He quickly analyzed the pros and cons of the matter in his mind.
In his previous life, Chen An had dealt with too many people like Wang Chao, many of whom held high positions. However, these people all had a common problem and were easy to manipulate. Once a person had a weakness, he would become a prey in the eyes of others. Whether or not he would be hunted depended on whether anyone was interested in him.
"Brother Wang, if you are worried about the impact of this matter on you, there is no need to worry. A character who is hardworking, diligent, and filial will only benefit you. I will arrange this for you. I am loyal to my friends..." Chen An exhaled a puff of smoke and spoke slowly.
Chen An's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Wang Chao took a deep puff of his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out with his foot. He looked at Chen An firmly and said, "I agree to this matter, but I have to see the money first..."
Chen An smiled, reached into the bag beside him, took out two stacks of brand new cash and said with a smile, "This is the deposit. After the matter is over, I will pay the rest of the money in one lump sum."
Wang Chao tightly grasped the twenty thousand yuan, his palms were full of sweat, and looked at Chen An and asked, "What should I do now?"
"It's simple. Within ten days, you need to become a qualified delivery man. There is no rush. Just wait and see..." Chen An patted Wang Chao on the shoulder, stood up and said with a smile, a confident look on his face.
Wang Chao breathed a sigh of relief. He was very afraid that Chen An was the kind of person who would be impatient and do whatever it takes, which would make things much more risky. Now he felt much more relieved, but at the same time, his fear of Chen An increased a little bit.
In Room 4, Building 1201, Zijingyuan Community, Chen An was leaning on the balcony with the sun shining on him. He was holding a notebook in his hands, and his fingers were tapping on the keyboard quickly and forcefully.
Siheyuan has emerged as a new force in period literature, so Chen An naturally wants to complete it as soon as possible so that it can serve as the company's first copyright operation project.
At his current pace, the book can be finished in ten days at most.
Of course, with Chen An's current level, he has made some careful polishing to the original text.
In the bedroom, Luo Yan lazily leaned against the wall, watching Duan Jiabao tidying up the closet, and couldn't help but whispered: "Dabao, are you going to transform into Xiaoguo?"
Duan Jiabao had a smug smile on his face. While sorting out his clothes, he said, "You don't understand. As Brother Chen's assistant, taking care of his life is also part of my job. Besides, Brother Chen treats me very well."
"I think you are like a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken." Luo Yan curled her lips with a hint of ridicule on her face.
"Pooh, pooh, pooh, what nonsense are you talking about?" Duan Jiabao rolled his eyes and glared at Luo Yan coquettishly.
"Am I talking nonsense?" Luo Yan pointed at the pile of shopping bags on the ground and complained helplessly, "Is there an assistant who pays for the boss's clothes and bedding out of his own pocket?"
Duan Jiabao stuffed a piece of clothing into Luo Yan's hand and urged anxiously, "Brother Chen is busy, okay, don't just stand there and watch the fun, I asked you to come here to help."
"It's over, it's over. The three men in the Red Mansion have finished their story. Xiaoguo has been obsessed with work, and now you are even more evil than Xiaoguo. Xiaoguo only makes ginger tea for the leader every day, and you are almost a maid warming the bed." Luo Yan frowned, looking depressed.
Duan Jiabao's face flushed: "If Brother Chen needs it, I will naturally..."
Luo Yan waved her hands in disdain: "Dabao, you have changed. Where is your bottom line? Where is the pride of being a rich girl?"
"Those are just floating clouds..." Duan Jiabao said nonchalantly, but his hands did not stop moving.
Luo Yan was very depressed. Her two roommates both found jobs. She used to have Dabao to accompany her, but now she is alone. She felt that other people’s senior year and her own were two completely different concepts.
"By the way, Dabao, who lives in the next room?" Luo Yan asked curiously, blinking her eyes.
"Brother Chen's partner, I heard from Brother Chen, is a super beauty." Duan Jiabao paused and said.
"Um, Dabao, could she be Brother Chen's girlfriend?" Luo Yan tilted her head with a puzzled look on her face.
"How is that possible? Do you need to rent two apartments just to meet your boyfriend or girlfriend?" Duan Jiabao shook his head, a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.
"But this apartment is right across from the door. How big of a difference can it be with a single household? I don't know if this is the case." Luo Yan leaned close to Duan Jiabao and whispered.
"Keep your voice down, Brother Chen might hear it." Duan Jiabo's heart tightened. In fact, she had also had such a guess, but she just didn't want to think about it. "This is just for the convenience of work and to take care of each other."
"I still have to remind you. I have no objection to you pursuing your male idol, but don't end up losing both your money and your life, okay?" Luo Yan said seriously, holding Duan Jiabao's hand.
"I know..." Duan Jiabao lowered his head and continued to organize his clothes, but no one knew what he was thinking.