Chapter 155 The 155th Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 155 The 155th Day of Not Running Away...

Wen Chan handed the parking problem over to Chen Bozheng.

Upon hearing this, Chen Bo lowered his head and smiled.

Wen Chan looked at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Bozheng said, "It's nothing, I just think you're kind of cute."

Wen Chan realized what he was laughing about and felt somewhat helpless.

She never expected this, but parking was indeed a hassle; the security situation was terrible these days, and there weren't many surveillance cameras.

The two Rolls-Royces were so eye-catching that she had no doubt that they would be targeted, nor did she doubt how sophisticated the car theft industry was these days. A car might be bought today and gone tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow it would be sent to a coastal area, circled around the dock, and then returned to China as a new car.

"I'm handing the car over to you now." Wen Chan patted Chen Bozheng on the shoulder. "Get these things done for me."

Chen Bo smiled and agreed, his dimples deep. "Yes, Madam, don't worry, the car is ours, the car isn't ours..."

Wen Chan, annoyed, grabbed a tangerine from the table and stuffed it into his mouth. "It's almost the twelfth lunar month, stop saying such unlucky things."

Chen Bo nodded with a smile, picked up the tangerine, and asked, "How is Miss Zhang doing? When is she returning to China?"

Wen Chan was looking through the company's personnel files when she heard this. She frowned and shook her head: "It's hard to say. Zhang Yurong's stepmother and relatives have been suing her recently. Her stepmother's fake will is fine, it doesn't have much credibility. The trouble is with her uncle."

It's often said that family members are the most ruthless when they stab each other in the back, and that saying is certainly true for the Zhang family.

In his early years, Mr. Zhang was a businessman and of Chinese descent, so it was inevitable that he would have to associate with politicians. To put it bluntly, this involved political donations, which is legal in the United States. Even in presidential elections, political donations are accepted.

But the trouble lies in the fact that politics is involved, and many things that are legal can become illegal. Zhang Yurong's uncle's family seized on this point and tried to blackmail Zhang Yurong. Given their appetite, they would not be satisfied with less than several hundred million.

Wen Chan was still worried about Zhang Yurong and told her that she would go back to the United States to help her.

However, Zhang Yurong stated directly that she would handle these matters herself, and Wen Chan only needed to take care of the domestic investment company.

People really do grow up very quickly.

"Is this too much trouble?" Chen Bozheng asked.

Wen Chan said, "It's hard to say right now, but Yu Rong is rich and willing to spend money. She also has a legal team, so even the most important things can become unimportant."

As they were chatting idly, there was a knock on the door.

The loud knocking at the door in the middle of the night startled Wen Chan and Chen Bozheng.

Chen Bo gestured to Wen Chan, then took a stick and went to the door to ask, "Who is it?"

"Am I, the monk, at your house?"

The monk's mother's voice carried a hint of anxiety.

Upon hearing this, Chen Bozheng and Wen Chan, who had come out with him, exchanged a glance. After opening the door, they saw that Monk's mother looked anxious and her eyes were red.

Chen Bozheng put the stick aside and said, "Auntie, what brings you here? The monk isn't in our house."

"No, are you serious?"

The monk's mother didn't believe in superstitions and looked around.

Chen Bozheng simply opened the door and let her come in and take a look, saving himself the trouble of arguing with her.

His mother searched carefully, even checking two rooms, and after confirming that the monk was really not there, she was furious. "Where did that bastard go?!"

Wen Chan glanced at her watch; it was already past ten o'clock.

It gets dark early in winter, and it's cold outside at this hour, plus it's snowing. "Did he go to Wen Qunshu's house?"

The monk's mother was stunned for a moment, then clapped her hands and said, "How could I forget? I'll go find him right now. This child, he just runs away like that, doesn't he fear scaring people to death!"

His mother started walking out as she spoke.

Seeing that she was really planning to leave without a flashlight, Chen Bo quickly stopped her and said, "Auntie, let me go with you. The streetlights outside aren't working, and Wen Qunshu's house is quite far away. If you fall and get hurt, who will be responsible?"

The monk's mother then realized what had happened, feeling embarrassed, ashamed, and a little annoyed.

Chen Bo went back inside, put on a thick down jacket, grabbed a flashlight, and told Wen Chan not to open the door for anyone before going out with Monk's Mother to look for them.

Wen Chan stood in the yard for a while, feeling a bit confused about the matter. Just as she was about to go back inside, Liu Yan came looking for her.

Liu Yan, wearing a coat, came in and asked, "Was the monk's mother here just now?"

Wen Chan asked, "How did you know?"

Liu Yan couldn't help but laugh: "You forgot, my house is right next to his. His mother was arguing with the monk at his house just now, and my parents heard it all clearly."

"You two had a fight? What happened?" Wen Chan let Liu Yan in and poured her a cup of hot water to warm her up.

Liu Yan drank water and warmed herself by the radiator, saying, "What else could it be? They're pressuring me to get married, right? Didn't his mother take the monk to a blind date this afternoon? They were arguing about it just now tonight. I was fast asleep and couldn't hear clearly, but my mother woke me up."

Wen Chan was quite surprised.

The monk was an honest and quiet man. Because he lived with his widow and son, he was very filial. After hearing that he had made money, the first thing he did was buy his mother three gold pieces and a lot of home appliances.

The monk's mother often boasted to others.

This monk isn't that old, why is he in such a hurry?

Wen Chan was genuinely confused.

Since the person hadn't returned and Wen Chan also had work to do, she just waited. Luckily, Liu Yan was there to keep her company, so she told Liu Yan not to be shy and brought out some snacks, fruits, and drinks.

Liu Yan knew that Wen Chan didn't like being disturbed while working, so she remained silent.

Chen Bozheng and his group returned more than an hour after they left.

Chen Bozheng not only brought the monk and his mother back, but also brought Wen Qunshu back with him.

Liu Yan was eating grapes when she saw a line of people come in and she was stunned for a moment.

Chen Bo went inside, took out a down jacket, and tossed it to the monk, saying, "You've really grown up. Running out at night like this, you'll freeze to death."

Wen Qunshu chimed in, "That's right, I won't run away from home anymore."

Upon hearing this, Wen Chan glanced at Wen Qunshu.

Wen Qunshu asked, "What?"

Wen Chan remained silent, thinking to herself, "You live alone, there's no need for you to run away from home."

But it's clearly inappropriate to say that at this moment.

The monk put on his down jacket and remained silent.

His mother was furious, stomping her foot and saying, "Say something! What did I do to you? You ran out in the middle of the night. If I couldn't find you, were you going to freeze to death?"

The monk said, "I'm not stupid. I was just about to go to the inn."

His mother was already anxious about this, and hearing this made her even angrier.

She looked at Chen Bozheng: "Azheng, you're his brother, he always listens to you, you have to have a good talk with him."

Wen Chan got up, poured water for everyone, and handed the cup to the monk's mother, saying comfortingly, "Auntie, it's so late, please don't get so angry. Let's talk things out. The monk isn't unreasonable."

Liu Yan added, "Yes, didn't you yourself say that among all the monks on this street, he's the most filial and obedient?"

"But he's not listening to me now."

"The monk's mother complained."

Chen Bo gave Wen Chan a look, and Wen Chan understood. She smiled and pulled Monk's mother up, "Auntie, don't worry. You go back and rest now. We'll talk to Monk and calm him down. What kind of conflict could there be between the mother and son?"

His mother was also tired, and it was getting late. Seeing that the monk was safe and sound, she went back home, still muttering to herself.

Chen Bo looked at the monk and asked, "Tell me, what did your aunt do to you? Why did you run out in the middle of the night?"

The monk gripped the cup with both hands, his face flushed red, clearly furious. "She...she forced me to marry that girl I was set up with!"

marry?

Wen Qunshu nearly spat out his water.

He wiped his mouth and asked in surprise, "Weren't you going on a blind date this afternoon? Why are you in such a hurry?"

“Yeah, what era are we living in?” Liu Yan was also startled.

She'd heard her parents nag about getting married quite a bit, but it shouldn't be this outrageous as the monk's mother.

They met on a blind date and got married in less than a day. To put it bluntly, even animal breeding doesn't happen this fast.

The monk clenched his jaw in anger. "I said the same thing, but she said the girl had already agreed, so what was I supposed to do? She also said I was being difficult. She knows that girl well; she's the daughter of a former colleague. She's honest and worried that if I have money, I might get scammed. She told me to get married quickly so she could feel at ease."

The monk was so angry at this point that he burst into tears.

Wen Chan and Chen Bo exchanged a glance, neither of them knowing what to say.

Liu Yan frowned: "Auntie, what's wrong with you? What makes you seem unreliable? As for being scammed, that's a joke. You're just quiet, but you're not stupid."

Wen Qunshu said, "That's right, he's very shrewd. He was even afraid I'd seduce him..."

Before Wen Qunshu could finish speaking, the monk cut him off with a sharp glare.

Liu Yan looked at him with suspicion, but seeing Wen Qunshu shrink back, she didn't bother to ask him and instead asked the monk, "So what do you plan to do next?"

The monk said, "I'm not going home!"

When someone who is usually calm gets angry, it means they've really hit a nerve.

Chen Bozheng said, "I think this will work. Where do you plan to stay?"

The monk wasn't short of money and had a house, but he needed to set up a place to stay right away. Wen Qunshu said directly, "What are you hesitating for? Come stay with me. I'm a bachelor anyway, so it'll be more lively with another bachelor. Your mother is worried that you'll forget her after you get married because you're too obedient and honest, so she's bringing this up in advance..."

Before Wen Qunshu could finish speaking, he was kicked by Wen Chan.

Wen Chan rolled her eyes at him and said to the monk, "It's good to stay at his house. It's close by, and it'll be convenient if anything happens."

At this moment, Wen Qunshu raised his hand: "President Wen, can I come to work for you after the New Year? I really can't do physical labor anymore."

Wen Chan said, "If you can resist gambling even once during the Spring Festival this year, I'll give you a two-month probationary period."

"Two months is that long?" Wen Qunshu's eyes widened.

Wen Chan said, "Take it or leave it."

"Yes, of course I want it. I'm not stupid," Wen Qunshu said.

The matter was barely resolved. Chen Bo was telling the monk to go back with Wen Qunshu first, and he would explain things to his mother tomorrow.