dkrc Chapter 42: Hmm, this gigolo is really delicious!
Chapter 42: Hmm, this gigolo is really delicious!
Su Qianqian sat on the bed in silence.
She wasn't intimidated by the numbers; instead, she was making a decision.
A mere one or two million is something they can afford.
Su Qianqian's father once gave her a bank card containing all the New Year's money she had received over the past ten years.
The red envelopes her parents give her on her birthday every year, the tips from elders on various holidays, plus the money she earns on her own, should amount to a little over five million.
Therefore, Su Qianqian could easily afford to take out one or two hundred yuan.
She originally planned to save the money in that card as a dowry when she got married.
Since her husband needs money now, she will definitely take it out and treat it as an investment.
As for whether she would be deceived, Su Qianqian had her own thoughts.
Su Qianqian got up and walked to the cabinet. She took out the bank card from the bottom drawer and glanced at the QQ chat box.
She typed quickly:
Honey, give me your bank card number.
at the same time.
Lin Bei's first reaction upon seeing the message was to refuse.
He just said that one or two thousand yuan is completely useless.
Lin Bei replied:
Thank you for your kind offer, my wife! I appreciate it!
I was just chatting with you to vent, I wasn't actually asking you for money.
Keep your money; you can use it to buy QQ coins later.
However, his wife's attitude online was very firm:
Honey, listen to me, give me your bank card number.
Lin Bei was still thinking of refusing.
My wife then sent another message: "Give it to me."
Lin Bei looked at those two words and felt that the other party was not joking.
He placed his phone on his lap and stared at the screen for several seconds.
It seems this girl is serious.
Lin Bei put the cigarette in his mouth, took out his bank card from his wallet, and sent the money to the card number.
After sending the message, he turned his phone over and placed it face down on his lap, then leaned against the tree trunk and took a few puffs of his cigarette.
Lin Bei felt that since the other party wanted to help, he should give her a chance.
A young girl can only transfer a few thousand yuan at most.
I'll find an opportunity to pay her back later.
……
The second floor of the villa.
Su Qianqian received the bank card number.
She first entered the card number on the online banking system, and the system automatically displayed the payee's name: Lin XX.
Su Qianqian looked at the recipient's name and blinked.
It turns out my husband's surname is also Lin.
She had been in an online relationship for two years without even knowing the other person's last name, and only found out today through their bank card number.
His surname is Lin.
It seems the surname Lin is quite common.
Without much thought, Su Qianqian transferred the two million from her own account.
When the successful transfer notification popped up on the screen, Su Qianqian shut down her computer and put her bank card back in the drawer.
She has no regrets.
Even if her husband lied to her, she accepted it.
But Su Qianqian always had a very strong feeling in her heart.
Her husband would never lie to her.
There's no reason for this feeling, but I've always believed it.
……
Under the shade of the trees at the driving practice area, Lin Bei's phone vibrated.
He didn't take it seriously.
I thought it was a phone bill balance reminder or a spam text message.
After he finished smoking his cigarette and stubbed it out on the ground, he picked up his phone and opened the text message.
He glanced at the screen casually.
Then, his body shuddered violently, and he began to cough violently, almost choking on the lingering smoke in his mouth.
"Cough cough cough..."
Lin Bei coughed up tears, his throat feeling like it had been rubbed with sandpaper.
He coughed as he held his phone up to his eyes, looking at the numbers on the screen.
Lin Bei rubbed his eyes and looked at it again.
His finger tapped the screen, counting from right to left.
"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million."
"Holy crap, two million!"
Lin Bei stared blankly at his phone, somewhat incredulous.
Two million!
Someone just transferred two million to him!
Just then, my QQ notification vibrated again.
"Singing of Loneliness" sent another message:
Honey, did you receive the money someone transferred to you?
Lin Bei looked at the messages on QQ and then at the numbers on his phone's text message.
He leaned against the tree trunk and remained motionless for several seconds.
Lin Bei went through the chat history from beginning to end in his mind again.
My online girlfriend just said "I'll take care of you," and it turns out she wasn't just saying it!
And when a wife asks, "How much money do you need?", it's not just a polite gesture.
They need my bank card number because they really want to transfer money.
Not a few thousand, not tens of thousands, but two million.
It's the kind where the money arrives in two minutes.
Lin Bei had previously judged that this online wife was a wealthy woman.
Now it seems that she's not just a little rich woman, she's a hidden super-rich woman.
He spent two million without batting an eye.
Lin Bei held his phone to his chest, looked up at the sunlight filtering through the leaves, and slowly smiled.
Fuck!
It feels so good to be a kept man!
Lin Bei leaned against the tree trunk, staring at the money transfer message on his phone screen for several more seconds.
Two million, not a penny less.
He stubbed out his cigarette in the dirt at his feet, hovered his fingers over the keyboard for a moment, typed a few words, and then deleted them.
Finally, I sent a message.
Honey, aren't you afraid I'll run off with the money?
The reply came in less than three seconds after the message was sent.
[Don't be afraid.]
Since I transferred the money to you, it means I trust you.
If you're lying to me, then I'll just pretend I misjudged you.
It's worth it to spend this little money to see a person for who they truly are.
Lin Bei looked at the four messages, sniffed, and felt a little sore in his eyes.
What does it mean to be rich?
Now that's what you call a rich person!
Two million is just "this little bit of money" to them.
It's just a touchstone to see a person clearly.
He lived for thirty-six years in his previous life and had seen more shrewd people than he had eaten salt.
In business, it's common to see friends fall out over a few tens of thousands of yuan.
There are many people who, even after lending out several thousand yuan, are filled with anxiety and can't sleep at night.
This online wife, who didn't even know what he looked like, spent two million yuan on him.
This is no longer a matter of trust; it's about perspective.
Lin Bei took a deep breath, picked up his phone again, and sent the message.
Since my wife trusts me so much, I definitely won't let her down.
Consider this money a loan; I'll pay you back with bank interest once I make a profit.
The other party replied instantly:
No interest.
Lin Bei replied with a few more words:
It must be repaid, and interest will be calculated.
There was a two-second pause before the other end replied with a single word:
【it is good. 】
Lin Bei looked at the messages on QQ and took a few more deep breaths.
Then, he put his phone back in his pocket, stood up, and brushed the dirt off his pants.
Lin Bei won't take this money for nothing.
He had already calculated the score in his mind.
Two million in principal, at the same interest rate as bank loans for the same period, for as long as you need.
When the time comes, the principal and interest will be returned in full, plus a thank-you gift.
As for what the thank-you gift will be?
Lin Bei hasn't decided yet.
But he never owes anyone a favor.
Especially for a girl he had never even met, yet he dared to lend her two million.