In the kitchen, when I opened the refrigerator, there was nothing. It was empty. Even when I went to the bathroom, it was the same.
I touched the corner with my hand and found that the cabinet was quite clean and dust-free. It seemed that there was no need to call for cleaning.
Apart from furniture and appliances, Room 901 has no daily necessities. I can’t stay here today. I will go back to Sanlin first and buy some things before I come back tomorrow.
"I'm a little hungry!" The food in Wang Yongzheng's dormitory just now was too spicy. Although most of it was eaten, I still felt hungry.
I went downstairs, got in the car and found a nearby seafood restaurant called Fatty Wang. "Waiter, menu."
It's not time to order dinner, there are still many people in the restaurant, and the waiters walk briskly, going back and forth between the kitchen and various tables.
"Hello, what would you like to order?" The waiter showed Qian Wen the menu.
"Do you have any specialties?" Qian Wen looked over.
"I have steamed turbot, steamed Eastern star grouper, spicy crayfish, garlic scallops, charcoal grilled octopus, shark fin soup..." Barabara, the waiter said a lot.
The good guy was announcing the names of the dishes, but Qian Wen didn't even hear what he was saying clearly.
"Okay, just steamed Eastern Star Spots, Garlic Scallops, Braised Prawns, and Shark's Fin Soup. These four will be enough. I'll have another serving of rice."
"Okay sir, please wait a moment!"
Qian Wen took out his mobile phone and looked through it. There were quite a few numbers on it, all from the school, including department heads, professors, and teachers.
There are also messages and materials in the memo that are sent to every professor and teacher in the department every day.
I really have to admire Zhang Anren. He can start from a small place step by step and rely on his own efforts to achieve his current results. It is not easy.
You Qi also relied on his own down payment to buy a house. Although it is in Sanlin, this is a magical city. Every year, groups of people leave and stay.
There are a few people who can be like Zhang Anren.
Qian Wenting admired his step-by-step approach. At least he didn't have a system, maybe not as good as Zhang Anren.
"Sir, your food is ready."
There were four dishes in total and a bowl of rice, which might be a bit much, but Qian Wen felt that he was really hungry since he could finish it all!
The meat of Eastern Star Spot is tender, as white as snow, and has very few fish bones. It is a deep-sea delicacy comparable to cod.
The meat is plump, delicious and tender, and the meat is white in color. The steamed fish with soy sauce complements the taste. It is one of the representatives of Cantonese cuisine with raw seafood.
Scallops and braised prawns are home-cooked dishes, and they taste very good.
The shark fin soup is quite fresh, but I don’t know if it is real shark fin.
Maybe he was hungry, but the food quickly disappeared under Qian Wen's chopsticks.
I burped and drank a cup of tea provided by the hotel. I was full, but there was nothing left on the plate.
In Zhang Anren's memory, he has never eaten such a sumptuous meal. It is no exaggeration. Every penny he spent was spent wisely.
Otherwise, where did his room come from?
When I checked out, I spent 830 yuan, which was nearly half a month's living expenses for Zhang Anren, which he had spent in just one meal.
After Qian Wen got in the car, he didn't know where to go or what to do for a moment.
Usually at this time, Zhang Anren is at school writing plans for the next day, department information, and delivering reports to some teachers.
Now that he has dismissed the teaching assistant who stayed at the school, he doesn't know what to do.
Jiang Nansun should be at Zhu Suosuo's place now, crying and venting his incomprehension and dissatisfaction. In the past, he would only be a venting point for the two sisters, so he won't go!
Go back to school? No, there's nothing left to miss. I'll go to the department tomorrow to get the necessary signatures, and then I'll be fine.
Buying daily necessities for room 901? I just finished eating and don’t want to move. Forget it, we’ll talk about it tomorrow.
Go home, um, go back to Sanlin's home.
He left immediately, got in the car and headed towards Sanlin.
Halfway through the drive, Qian Wen suddenly made a U-turn and turned in another direction.
He remembered something happened tonight.
Tonight should be the day when Mother Jiang came to his house with a nanny, a car, and a gas card.
The nanny, car, and gas card were all prepared for Jiang Nansun. Qian Wen could understand this behavior. He was afraid that his precious daughter would suffer hardship and wanted to improve her life. It was quite normal.
But shouldn’t you give it to Jiang Nansun directly? Why do you want Zhang Anren to hand it over and look so arrogant?
If you're not at ease, don't come here. If you come here, you can't do anything and you're lacking.
Zhang Anren and Jiang Nansun have been together for so long, Jiang’s mother doesn’t know what’s going on with him!
Qian Wen saw that he was showing off his power and exerting pressure secretly. Although he didn't say anything excessive with his words, his actions already showed it. You, Zhang Anren, are a poor man. It is your blessing that my daughter Jiang Nansun likes you. You must take good care of her. Hello my baby girl!
"Bah~ Look how I slap your face tonight." Qian Wen said unfairly.
He couldn't lose face. Zhang Anren had no money. He wanted to break a penny in half and spend it. He had a million, so he couldn't be cowardly.
"Since you threw money at me, I will pay it back in the same way." That's what Qian Wen is thinking now.
Simple and crude.
Bank, Qian Wen's goal is it.
What visual impact can there be compared to the refreshing feeling of having an extra stack of big bills in front of you? Just like some companies issue bonuses at the end of the year and ask the finance department to add them to employees' salary cards. Why do we have to hold a party? There is a small mountain-like money tower placed right in front of the hall. Isn’t it a visual impact?
This is what he is planning to do, just because he has no money, so keep your eyes open to see if he has any!
When he walked into the bank lobby, there were quite a few people coming to handle business. Qian Wen looked around and saw a staff member whose badge read "Lobby Manager Lin Wenwen".
"Hello, can you help me?" Qian Wen said, standing next to the lobby manager Lin Wenwen.
"Oh, okay, what kind of business do you want to handle, deposit and withdrawal or something else." The female lobby manager glanced at him and said.
"I want to withdraw 300,000 yuan in cash, but I don't have an appointment in advance. Can you help me?"
"Sorry sir, no, you have to make an appointment in advance." Lin Wenwen apologized.
Qian Wen knew this would be the result. It was common sense that large withdrawals had to be made in advance.
"You can buy gold bars." Qian Wen looked at the counter where business was being processed.
"Yes sir."
"Then I want to buy gold bars!" Qian Wen said.
Upon hearing this, the lobby manager Lin Wenwen looked at him in surprise. It was rare for customers to come to buy gold bars without making an appointment.
"Do you have an appointment?"
"Ah, what appointment?" Qian Wen didn't know why.
"The bank will not store gold bars on that day. If you want to buy gold bars, you have to make an appointment in advance." Lin Wenwen explained.
"What's the fastest time? Can I get it today?" Qian Wen didn't expect this result.
"It will take five to seven days at the earliest."
Qian Wen didn't expect that his impromptu idea would be so troublesome.
Originally, Qian Wen wanted to create something shocking to shock Mother Jiang, but who knew that none of this would satisfy him today.
Qian Wen scratched his head unconsciously, "What should we do? The plan has died before it even started?"
"Sir, is there anything else you need help with?" Lin Wenwen asked again.
"Excuse me, I have nothing else to do." Qian Wen saw that gold bars and cash were not enough, so he had to give up.
When Qian Wen left the bank, he was a little at a loss. He didn't have any cash or gold. How could he use his words to escape at night and slap Jiang's mother in the face, who had no money anymore? Why are you pretending to be so cool?
This is too unconvincing, too low, and not classy at all.
