Chapter 894 I Came to Give You Dumplings to Eat, but You Did That

Chen Chuan was lying on the sofa. He didn't know if just lying like this was a waste of his life.

But if it is accounted for every minute and every second, it should not count. After all, humans are not machines and cannot work every day. They must rest when they should. In this era of information explosion, lying down and relaxing is a good way to rest.

People seem to have a value called "patience value". Only by lying still and letting go can this value be slowly restored. It cannot be restored by lying down, browsing Tik Tok, surfing the Internet, or chatting.

Chen Chuan did a mental calculation and removed the income generated by all his industries.

As far as just one "deposit" is concerned, he makes a lot of money every day.

The deposit is the 5 billion development fund given by the system in the [Huashan Town Development], which is stored in a separate account.

That money also has interest.

5 billion. In China Merchants Bank, the annual interest rate for this type of current large-denomination certificate of deposit is 1.6%. In total, it is an interest income of 6.66 million per month.

Because in Huashan Town, the relevant project fees have been paid in the early stage, so the 5 billion funds will have to be deposited in the account for a while. Saving for half a year will earn 40 million in interest, and saving for one year will earn 80 million in interest.

Therefore, not to mention anything else, just by recording this interest, Chen Chuan was allowed to lie on the sofa at home this morning, blowing in the sea breeze, and enjoying his "free time" without stress.

The only thing worth worrying about is... It's almost noon, so I can research where to eat.

Buzz!

A WeChat message was sent.

Qingwan: Coordinates!

Chen Chuan casually sent her the coordinates of his home and asked, "What are you doing?"

Qing Wan: I will send you the specific building number and I will go to you to pay back the money.

Chen Chuan: Did you make money?

Qing Wan: Well, let’s go into details there.

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Chen Chuan clicked on the video call and saw a slender girl wearing a plaid skirt and a black T-shirt under the unit door. She was holding a box in her hand. She was Qing Wanwan.

Seeing her, Chen Chuan was touched in his heart.

I remembered my interaction with her in Chengdu at the beginning of the year.

Chen Chuan opened the door and pressed the elevator button for her.

After a while, the elevator door opened.

Wanwan walked out of the elevator and said with a smile: "You haven't eaten yet, look what I brought you?"

"what?"

"It's delicious~" Wanwan walked in and said, "We have just made the dumplings, but they haven't been served yet. You have a kitchen here, and we can eat them later."

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Chen Chuan was also in a good mood instantly and asked, "Have you made money?"

"Well, I made a video about a self-driving trip. As a result, a resort manor in Haiqin contacted me and asked me to make a video about their manor, so I did it. It is considered an advertising travel vlog. , the other party paid me 30,000 yuan. I will give you all first, and pay back the rest slowly." Wanwan said.

Chen Chuan smiled, he didn't value the 30,000 yuan. His 5 billion interest is 6.66 million a month, and 220,000 is credited to his account in one day. Moreover, he still has 3 million euros in the island construction fund every day.

"If you want to pay back the money, just transfer it to me and use it for a trip." Chen Chuan said.

"I'm not used to transferring such a large amount of money online. Besides..." Wanwan pondered.

"Besides, you want to see me, right?" Chen Chuan asked with a smile.

"No! Besides, I just made dumplings. It's my first time making dumplings, so I'll give them to you to try." Wanwan put her hands behind her back with a smile on her face.

Chen Chuan previously lent Wanwan 1 million and a BMW X7, and later lent her another 50,000. Wanwan also wrote a loan agreement. (Chapter 597)

"If I pay back the 30,000 yuan, I still owe you 1.02 million yuan." Wanwan took out the loan agreement and said, "I wrote it down and paid you back 30,000 yuan. Here, this is the cash I withdrew. You can click on it. ."

Wanwan took out 3 stacks of red tickets from her copycat bag.

Chen Chuan let her put 30,000 yuan on the table without caring. He looked at the dumplings and said, "Can you make dumplings?"

"Well, Brother Zeng and Wang Meng didn't go to work today.

We specially made dumplings to commemorate the 1 month since we rented together. "Wanwan said.

Chen Chuan frowned slightly, "Brother Zeng? Shared apartment..."

"It's a shared apartment. Wang Meng and I were college classmates and rented a second bedroom. Later, the landlord's son moved in and lived in the master bedroom, so we became roommates."

Wanwan said, looking at the house here, she was surprised: "This is your home, a mansion, and this is the kitchen. I will make dumplings for you. Just wait, they will be ready in a while! There are cabbage and pork fillings. There are fungus, shrimp, and celery and pork. The most beautiful ingot-shaped dumplings are my masterpiece, and the flat ones are made by Wang Meng. The weird ones are made by Brother Zeng. Haha, are they special? Ugly?"

"Are you stupid?" Chen Chuan asked.

"What's wrong?" Wanwan turned on the fire, took the tap water from the pot, and began to boil the water to prepare the dumplings.

Chen Chuan said: "In the "Loan Agreement" you wrote for me, didn't you say that you will not have excessive contact with other members of the opposite sex within three years? You wrote it yourself, I didn't force you, right? If you hadn't written that, I don’t even bother to care about what kind of men you have contact with, and I don’t even care about negative distance contact.”

"We just live together, which is equivalent to sharing a house. Zeng...Shi Peng said that he was not used to living with his parents, so he moved out and lived in his apartment. I didn't have any contact with him." Wan Wan explained.

Chen Chuan said no more.

Wanwan was also silent, boiling water in the kitchen. When the water boiled, she put the dumplings in.

The dumplings rolled up and down in the hot water pot, rising and falling.

Chen Chuan was in the living room, lighting a cigarette.

Wanwan took the dumplings and said, "That's right... Wang Meng said he wanted to eat dumplings last night, and we decided to make them this morning. It just so happened that... Zeng Shipeng said that his work unit was not busy today, so he asked for leave, and he was also at home. , helping to make dumplings. On weekdays, I don’t talk much to him.”

Chen Chuan chuckled: "His house?"

"Well, his family has four houses and rents out three of them." Wanwan said.

"How much does your rent cost per month?"

"Wang Meng and I rented the second bedroom for 2,200 a month. We split it equally." Wanwan gently poked the dumplings in the pot with a slotted spoon, "Zeng Shipeng is not bad. He has a serious job and is not the unreliable kind." ."

"Innocent landlord and pretty tenant?" Chen Chuan said with a smile.

Wanwan also laughed: "What? I haven't even spoken to him. I am a pretty tenant, but I don't know if he is an innocent landlord. "

Three minutes later.

Wanwan took out the dumplings, put them on a white jade plate, and put them on the heat-proof mat on the dining table.

"Now, let's try my skills, handsome junior. This is my first time making dumplings, my debut." Wanwan said.

Looking at the three types of dumplings mixed together on the plate, one of them was indeed made very ugly and strangely shaped. As Wanwan said, this was made by the man named Zeng.

Chen Chuan picked up the plate and poured the dumplings into the trash can next to the table.

Wanwan's expression changed, she stared blankly, her eyes instantly turned red: "What are you doing?"

"I don't like the dumplings you made," Chen Chuan said.

Wanwan's lips trembled, but without saying anything, she packed up her lunch box and walked out the door with her bag.

Chen Chuan didn't stop her either.

Wanwan walked to the door, stopped by herself, and hummed: "I was afraid that the dumplings would stick together on the way, so I trotted all the way and sprained my feet."

"So what?"

"Why do you throw away the dumplings I served for you? It's my first time making dumplings, and you're like this?" Wanwan looked back at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan said: "Is it amazing the first time? Who knew there were some ugly things mixed in there? It makes me sick to my stomach."

"Then you won't pick out and eat the good-looking ones from my bag?"

"It's all mixed together, it's disgusting." Chen Chuan said.

"I'm leaving." Wanwan said dullly.

"Walk slowly." Chen Chuan lit a cigarette.

But she said she wanted to leave, but she still stood at the door, still holding the BMW X7 key that Chen Chuan gave her.

In addition to the faint smell of tobacco, there is also the smell of silence in the air, and the steaming dumplings in the trash can.

Looking at her slender white legs under her short skirt, Chen Chuan put out his cigarette and walked up to her.

She pouted and hummed: "What are you doing? Do you want to dump me into the trash can too?"