boyutpedia Chapter 33 The Cullinan has arrived!
Chapter 33 The Cullinan has arrived!
Wang Guanxi didn't respond to that.
He leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and asked directly.
"Who reported it?"
Lin Yanya's smile froze for a moment.
She didn't expect Wang Guanxi to be so direct.
They didn't even exchange pleasantries or formalities; they went straight to the point.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
Lin Yanya smiled and reached out to pat Wang Guanxi's hand.
Wang Guanxi pulled his hand back and placed it under the table.
"You said you knew who reported you, well, here I am. Tell me."
Lin Yanya's hand missed its target and froze in mid-air before she awkwardly withdrew it.
Her expression changed slightly, but she quickly smiled again.
"Alright, alright, you're still the same impatient person you were in junior high."
She picked up her coffee cup, took a slow sip, and deliberately whetted her appetite.
Wang Guanxi just looked at her, without saying a word or urging her, but his eyes were full of "Hurry up."
Lin Yanya felt a little uneasy under his gaze and knew that this approach wouldn't work.
She put down her coffee cup, leaned back, and crossed her arms over her chest, making her deep V-neckline appear even deeper.
But she was a little annoyed to see that Wang Guanxi didn't even lift his eyelids.
"Do you know Wen Wubin?" she finally asked.
Wang Guanxi frowned.
Wen Wubin.
He had heard of that name before.
The fat guy who confessed his love to Su Qingyu with roses at the entrance of "Jiangcheng Easy Office" that day.
The one who drove a white BMW 3 Series, was publicly rejected by Su Qingyu, and slunk away in the end.
"Chubby, permed?" Wang Guanxi asked.
"Yes, it's him." Lin Yanya nodded.
"He reported it?"
"He didn't make the call himself; he had a blond guy named Xia Bingchao make it," Lin Yanya said quickly. "Wen Wubin is close to that blond guy and instructed him to do it. After reporting it, he even threw away the SIM card; he did it quite cleanly."
Wang Guanxi's heart skipped a beat.
Xia Bingchao.
The name matched the one Zhong Zhaolong found.
"Why did Wen Wubin report the Day and Night Club?" Wang Guanxi asked.
"He wasn't trying to report the Day and Night Club; he wanted to report you!"
"Report me? Why?"
Lin Yanya glanced at him, smiled, and gave him an expression that said, "Don't you have any self-awareness?"
"You stole someone else's woman, do you think they can just swallow this insult?"
"I stole his woman?"
"Su Qingyu," Lin Yanya said with a hint of sourness, "aren't you her boyfriend? Wen Wubin pursued Su Qingyu for months, and you snatched her away. Who else would he go after if not you?"
Only then did Wang Guanxi remember.
That day, Su Qingyu took his hand and said to Wen Wubin, "This is my boyfriend."
He thought it was just acting, a way to cover things up.
Unexpectedly, Wen Wubin took it seriously, held a grudge, and even resorted to underhanded tactics behind his back.
If I had actually been doing *that* at the time, he really would have sent me to prison for fifteen days.
But he and Su Qingyu were not in that kind of relationship at all.
He would accept it if something had happened, but he only touched her hand, and now he's taking the blame?
It seems I shouldn't take the blame for things so easily in the future, otherwise I won't even know how I offended someone.
But at least the truth behind the matter has finally been revealed.
Wang Guanxi's consistent principle has always been to seek revenge for wrongs and settle scores.
Wen Wubin will definitely have to pay the price.
"Okay, I understand." Wang Guanxi stood up.
Lin Yanya was taken aback.
"You're leaving already?"
"What else?" Wang Guanxi looked down at her. "I'll treat you to coffee; consider it a tip."
He took his phone out of his pocket and opened WeChat payment code.
A reading feast: a vast collection of books and an unparalleled reading experience.
Lin Yanya's expression changed completely.
She spent an hour getting ready today, dressed like this, sitting so close, touching and leaning against each other.
The results of it?
They didn't even glance at her.
After hearing the message, I stood up and left.
When has Lin Yanya ever been so worthless?
"Wang Guanxi," she called out, her voice tinged with resentment.
Add me on WeChat.
. . . . . .
Before leaving the coffee shop, Wang Guanxi added Lin Yanya on WeChat.
After adding her, he sent her 5,000 yuan, which was considered payment for the information, so that he wouldn't owe her a favor.
Lin Yanya accepted the transfer instantly, and then immediately sent a WeChat message with an ambiguous tone:
"Hey old classmate, let's play mahjong sometime! I'm really good at self-drawing, way better than those college students!"
Wang Guanxi glanced at WeChat, a cold smile playing on his lips, instantly understanding her implication.
But he was attracted to Lin Yanya, who was already married. I had absolutely no interest in it, and after watching it, I put my phone back in my pocket.
Wang Guanxi checked the time and saw that it was still early, so he decided to go back to Jiangcheng No. 1 to rest and recharge before going to his appointment in the evening.
. . . . . .
I got home around 4 p.m.
Wang Guanxi changed into slippers, lay down on the sofa, and started thinking about how to bring up the topic of Hun Sen with Zhong Zhaolong that night.
It's hard to say whether Lin Yanya's words are true or false, but the name Xia Bingchao matches, so at least she didn't completely make up a lie.
Just as I was thinking about it, the phone rang again.
This time it's Wang Defa.
"Edison Chen! We're here! We're here! We're here!"
Wang Defa's voice was as excited as if he had won the lottery.
Wang Guanxi was stunned for a moment, then jumped up from the sofa.
Has the Cullinan arrived?
He went out onto the balcony and looked down.
Sure enough, a black SUV was parked downstairs. It was huge and looked like a small mountain parked on the side of the road.
There were two men in suits standing nearby, probably delivery specialists from the logistics company.
After changing his shoes, Wang Guanxi didn't even wait for the elevator and ran straight down the stairs.
When he got downstairs, the two men in suits saw him and quickly came to greet him.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Edison Wang?"
"right."
"Hello, your Rolls-Royce Cullinan has been delivered. Please inspect it."
One of them opened the folder in his hand and handed him a pen.
Wang Guanxi didn't rush to sign; he glanced at the car first.
The black body, the imposing front, the iconic Parthenon grille, and the Spirit of Ecstasy hood ornament gleaming in the sunlight.
The car is ridiculously long, over 5.3 meters, and it takes up most of the parking space when parked on the side of the road.
The 22-inch wheels are silver and so shiny they could be used as mirrors.
Wang Guanxi walked around the car and nodded in satisfaction.
He signed the delivery slip, and two delivery personnel handed him the car keys, gave him a brief introduction to the vehicle's features, and then drove off in another car.
Wang Guanxi stood next to the Cullinan, clutching the heavy key in his hand, feeling quite pleased with himself.
This is what a car should be like.
Wang Guanxi took out his phone and called Wang Defa.
"Defa, come here for a moment, to the parking garage downstairs in Jiangcheng No. 1 building."
"what?"
"Let's drive the new car."
"What new car?"
"Your Excellency. The Cullinan has arrived. From now on, I'll drive the Cullinan, and Your Excellency can drive it."
There was a 0.5-second silence on the other end of the phone.
"I'll be right there!"
This is where dreams begin, and where dreams come true.