Chapter 223: The Sorrows of a Master Single Dog

After saying that, he took Uncle Guang and walked out.

The kitchen was not far from the hospital, in a residential building next to the hospital.

After all, this was a hospital, and there was not a lot of space for cooking.

This house was specially rented, and the chef lived here and cooked here as well. When he was done, he would just deliver it to them.

The community is behind the hospital, less than 20 metres away. The two of them are walking towards the kitchen, chatting and laughing. Halfway there, they happen to see a bank not far away.

Uncle Guang's eyebrows twitch, and he immediately wants to drag Gu Chen inside. Gu Chen looks at her with a puzzled expression.

'Uncle Guang, are we going the wrong way? Aren't we going to the kitchen? What are we doing at the bank?'

Uncle Guang gives him a mysterious smile.

'You don't understand. The kitchen and the bank are on the way. Mr. Ji gave you a cashier's cheque for such a large amount, and normally the person who wrote the cheque needs to confirm it. Luckily, I'm here, I'm familiar with the bank manager, so we confirmed it directly, and once it's signed, the money in this cheque will be transferred to your account first.'

Speaking of Bai Guang, there are only two people he admires in his life: the first is Mr. Ji, and the second is Gu Chen.

These are two very different feelings.

He is completely in awe of Mr Ji, and feels that whatever he says is right.

But with Gu Chen, he always wants to help him do things better, just as in this case today.

Although the money was given by the Ji family, it was given to Gu Chen, and it is Gu Chen's, so he can't help but think for Gu Chen.

He can't explain it himself, except to say that this is probably the fate between people.

Gu Chen was at a loss for words, 'Uncle, there's no rush.'

The money had just been given to him, and now it was going to be credited to his account. It was a bit too hasty.

Besides, it would soon be 6 o'clock, and if he went to the bank now, he would be late for cooking dinner.

'What do you mean there's no rush? Time is something that can be squeezed out! Listen to me, you need to take care of this money now.'

He wasn't even enthusiastic about taking the money. The man really made him speechless.

After he finished speaking, he gave Gu Chen a cold stare, and then reached out and gave him a nudge in the ribs, pushing him into the bank.

It was almost time for the bank to close, and there weren't many people.

There were probably only five people in front of them in line, and Gu Chen was about to get in line properly when he hadn't taken two steps when Uncle Guang grabbed his arm and twisted it in the direction, and they immediately changed lanes and walked towards the VIP room.

Did I bring him here to queue?

Did I bring him here to jump the queue?

It is undeniable that money can make life convenient in every way.

Or it is the honest and fair kind.

Once inside the VIP room, the teller girl was extremely welcoming. She immediately stood up from her desk and politely smiled at the two men, 'Hello sir, what business would you like to conduct?'

To be honest, this young lady is really good-looking.

Not only is she good-looking, she also has a great figure. She was wearing a black professional outfit, and now that she had stood up, her long, slender legs in sheer black stockings were even more attractive.

Seeing such a beauty, Uncle Guang couldn't help straightening his suit.

He smiled at her affably and said, 'We'd like to transfer some money.'

Upon hearing this, the young lady smiled and nodded at Uncle Guang.

'Oh, then I'm sorry to trouble you, but you'll have to give me the cheque first. It's almost closing time, and I need to get the bank manager to sign it beforehand. I don't know if he's in or not.'

Although Uncle Guang is old, he is also single.

Especially after being single for so many years, he is a master at being a single dog. When he sees a pretty young lady, the area of his heart that fluctuates can be imagined.

'You sit there, I'll go. You've had a long day and are tired, so I'll go do this little errand for you.' Uncle Guang is really considerate and enthusiastic.

After saying this, he hurriedly turned his head to look at Gu Chen and said, 'Give me the cheque.'

Gu Chen smiled, took the cashier's cheque out of his pocket and handed it to Uncle Guang.

Uncle Guang took the cheque and left the VIP room.

At this point, there were only the young teller and Gu Chen left.

The young lady smiled at Gu Chen and said, 'Sir, let me get you a glass of water.'

She then took a paper cup from under the water dispenser and prepared to fill it.

Gu Chen waved his hand and said, 'You don't have to go to all that trouble.'

The young lady then filled the cup and placed it on the table in front of Gu Chen.

'It's fine, it's no trouble,'

After saying that, she looked at Gu Chen carefully.

If she had not been mistaken just now, it was a cheque for 20 million.

It should be this young man's.

This person has a very well-proportioned face, not the kind of handsome guy you can tell at first glance, but it is particularly endearing, and the more you look at him, the more handsome you find him.

Compared to that kind of flamboyant handsome, she likes this kind better, the more you look at him, the more handsome he becomes, and the more you like him, it's like chewing betel nuts, the more you chew the more addicted you become.

In a tracksuit and a pair of white trainers, he looked sunny and clean.

The most important thing was that, at such a young age, he was already so rich.

Where could you find a man of such quality?

To miss out on a man like this would be a mistake!

By now, Uncle Guang had signed the documents and walked all the way back from the bank manager's office with the cheque in hand. He handed the cheque to the young lady at the counter and said with a smile, 'Thank you.'

The young lady took the cheque and her eyes were full of concern.

'Sir, could you please show me your ID so that I can open a card for you?'

Gu Chen cooperated and took out his ID card from his pocket and handed it to the teller.

'Oh yes, could you please leave your phone number?'

The young lady pushed a notebook over to him and looked at him seriously.

Gu Chen just thought it was a business need and wrote down his phone number without thinking.

Uncle Guang looked at this young lady with full of temperament and liked her more and more. He tidied his hair and smiled sheepishly, 'Can I also have your phone number?'

The young lady was taken aback and looked up at Uncle Guang.

This man looked decent enough, but he must be at least 40 years old, and obviously not her type.

After a while, she smiled apologetically, 'Sir, our bank has a rule that we cannot leave our phone numbers casually. I'm sorry!'

Once this was said, anyone who knew a little about things understood the meaning.

Rules are always a euphemism for a polite rejection. Don't bank employees want to get loans? Don't they want to expand their business?

A rule that forbids leaving phone numbers?

How is that possible.

Uncle Guang was rejected so obviously that he was a little embarrassed and his face looked a little unpleasant.

It's over, it seems like they don't like me.

After about ten minutes, the young lady had transferred the money and deposited it in Gu Chen's bank card, and got up to say that she would bring the card to Gu Chen.

'Sir, here is your card, please keep it safe. If you need anything in the future, please feel free to contact me.'

After saying that, she smiled at Gu Chen and said, 'If it's convenient, could you leave me your phone number, so that we can communicate more easily about business?'

In fact, she was just afraid that Gu Chen would not save her number and would later wonder who she was, which would be embarrassing.

Uncle Guang: '!!!'

This is too much!

Didn't you say there are bank regulations? Can't you leave your phone number?