Chapter 1152: 1238: Just a Number
Chapter 412 of "My Super Beautiful Lady Boss" opens with dynamic events: Chapter 1152: Chapter 1238: Just a NumberSu Xuan has been staying at Chu Wanjunâs place... Read on for more!
Chapter 1152: Chapter 1238: Just a NumberSu Xuan has been staying at Chu Wanjunâs place for the past three days, finally getting some good sleep. However, Su Xuan genuinely plans to buy a house for Chu Wanjunâs family to live in. The basement is really uninhabitable, the smell is too strong.
âSu Xuan, letâs not do this. The house is too expensive. Letâs wait until I earn some money in the future before buying it, okay?â
Chu Wanjun is a girl who values money, and houses are ridiculously expensive.
âHaha, silly girl, you spent your first earnings to buy a phone for me. Why wonât you accept me buying a house for you? Let me tell you, we are not short on money. Iâm not asking you to buy a house worth tens of millions; one or two million is just a number!â
Su Xuan is such a big talker, luckily Zhong Wanqing didnât hear this rascal say this, otherwise she would definitely despise him a thousand times. In her mind, thinking, âHow can you be so shameless, arguing over buying clothes worth a dime, and now youâre saying one or two million is just a number? Itâs really overwhelming.â
But Su Xuan truly wants to buy a house for Chu Wanjun. This time, Chu Wanjun participated in a competition and won first place. Because this event was jointly organized by many wealthy people, the top ten all received rewards, with the first place receiving a cash prize of ten thousand yuan.
When Chu Wanjun received the ten thousand yuan cash prize, she didnât buy anything for herself. Instead, she bought Su Xuan the latest Apple phone and a watch worth more than five thousand.
In Wanjunâs words, Su Xuan is a man. He shouldnât be too shabby in appearance. Of course, Wanjun knows he doesnât care about his own image.
âOkay, then Iâll talk to my parents about it when I have time.â
Chu Wanjun mumbled softly, then said in a very, very low voice,
âSu Xuan, I miss you.â
In these three days, theyâve practically been glued together. Although nothing substantial occurred, theyâd hugged and held each other. Su Xuan suddenly left, and she felt like something was missing.
âHaha, I hope that when I come back next time, your ârelativeâ will have left.â
Su Xuan smirked mischievously. At first, Chu Wanjun didnât get it, but then her face turned red, and she gently spat, and hung up the phone.
Su Xuan looked at his phone, smiled, and thought, âNow letâs see who dares call me penniless. Now Iâm worth over ten thousand just on appearance aloneâwatch more than five thousand, phone more than five thousand, clothes and pants over three thousand. This is top-tier.â
Just when Su Xuan was feeling pleased with himself, he suddenly noticed through the rearview mirror that there seemed to be a van following the car he was in, filling him with curiosity, wondering if it was from Langya Pavilion.
As he was curious, he noticed that the driver was occasionally glancing at him through the rearview mirror, with a smirk on his face.
âCould it be this coincidental, actually encountering an assassin from Langya Pavilion?â
Su Xuan was curious but not in a hurry; after all, a skilled person is bold. These small-time thugs are really not taken seriously by him.
Su Xuan simply couldnât be bothered to care, allowing the guy to take him wherever. But soon he realized it was indeed the road to the First People Hospital, filling him with curiosity, wondering if it was just a misconception.
When the driver dropped Su Xuan off in the hospitalâs underground parking lot, Su Xuan got out of the car and saw the van also follow in, piquing his curiosity.
âHereâs your money!â
Su Xuan handed twenty yuan to the driver.
âSir, youâve given too little. Altogether itâs forty thousand! Hereâs an electronic bill, take a look.â
At that moment, the driver handed a long electronic bill to Su Xuan, whose face twitched at the sight.
âForty thousand? I say, brother, is this a spaceship youâre driving?â
Su Xuan finally understood. This wasnât Langya Pavilion at all; he had met the legendary black cab driver, seeing himself as a fat sheep to slaughter. A fare of twenty or thirty yuan could surge to forty thousand, making Su Xuan think these people are even more ruthless than bandits.
Back in Honghai, Su Xuan encountered something similar; he and Feng Shanshan went for a meal and came across a sky-high priced lobster, but it wasnât as outrageous as this guy who dared quote forty thousand.
However, itâs not entirely the driverâs fault. Who told Su Xuan to boast so carelessly, saying a million or two is just a number? The driver started prying information for that reason from the beginning.
These black cab drivers are not upright people; they specialize in ripping off outsiders like Su Xuan. Especially seeing Su Xuan young and wearing all branded clothes, with a watch over five thousand and a phone also over five thousand, adding up to over ten thousand, casually talking about buying a house as a gift, this driver wouldnât miss the chance to extort.
âHow can you talk like that? Itâs clearly marked, honest dealings for all!â
The guy finished speaking, handing a sign to Su Xuan. Indeed, it said twenty, but upon closer inspection, the text below made Su Xuan speechless, as it read twenty yuan per ten meters.
Su Xuan was left speechless, thinking, âDo your parents know how shameless you are?â
âLook closely. Going from the airport to the hospital was originally forty-five thousand. I see youâre not local, so letâs make it forty thousand.â
The driver acted as if he was taking a loss.
Su Xuan sneered, thinking, âYouâre really black-hearted. Iâve heard of black cabs, I could accept three or four hundred, but youâre saying forty thousand, thinking Iâm a fat sheep.â
Su Xuan wore a faint mischievous smile and, looking somewhat aggrieved, said,
âWhy are you like this? Clearly, it was said to be twenty, and now itâs so much. Forget it, Iâm not short on money, forty thousand it is.â
When Su Xuan finished speaking, the old driverâs eyes glowed, thinking, âThis guy is actually so straightforward, damn, rich people are truly different. If I had known, Iâd have said one hundred thousand.â
Originally, the old driver intended to rip off only about a hundred yuan. He wrote twenty below, which was twenty per mile, and it was roughly five miles from there, totalling about a hundred yuan. But on the road, hearing Su Xuan, that big talker, say that one or two million is just a number, he couldnât miss the chance to clean him out.
Then the old driver originally planned to change it to four thousand, but accidentally set it to forty thousand, yet surprisingly, this kid agreed so readily. The old driver almost wanted to say at that moment that he didnât understand the world of wealthy people nowadays.
âBut I donât have that much cash. How about you come with me to the bank, and Iâll get it for you.â