Earning 100 million a day, yet trapped in a county town.

Chapter 19: Let's do something big? A huge wave of activity.

While the handover at the post station went smoothly, Wang Guanxi was still fast asleep in bed.

His phone suddenly rang, making him frown. He answered it groggily.

"Who is it, disturbing my sleep so early in the morning?"

Su Qingyu's clear voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Wang, your business license is ready. Should I deliver it to you, or will you come and pick it up?"

Wang Guanxi's brain wasn't fully activated yet; it took him two seconds to process it: "Huh? It's done?"

"Yes, all the formalities have been completed, and the license is already in my hands."

Wang Guanxi glanced at the time on his phone: 11:20.

I gave her the documents yesterday afternoon, and it was processed this morning?

All told, it hasn't even been 24 hours.

It's true what they say, having connections in the court makes things much easier; this efficiency is incredible!

Wang Guanxi thought for a moment and said, "I'll go get it. I'm going out for dinner anyway. Where are you?"

"I'm at the office, so I'll send you my address."

"it is good."

. . . . . .

Su Qingyu hung up Wang Guanxi's call, put her phone on her desk, and stretched.

Her phone suddenly vibrated, and she glanced at it, her brows furrowing.

Wen Wubin: Qingyu, are you at the company? I'll be right there.

Su Qingyu frowned even more deeply.

Wen Wubin is a local rich second-generation in Jiangcheng. He is chubby and always sports a ramen noodle hairstyle, which is also known as a scumbag perm.

The two met while playing escape room games together. They were in the same team at the time and added each other on WeChat afterward.

Wen Wubin fell in love with Su Qingyu at first sight and would often ask her out.

Su Qingyu was a sucker for good looks, and she had no interest in Wen Wubin's appearance and hairstyle, so she rarely accepted his invitations.

I only went out a couple of times, and it was because my roommates dragged me along.

But Wen Wubin clearly didn't think so.

He thought Su Qingyu was just shy.

After all, he'd been hanging out in Jiangcheng bars for so many years, and as long as he showed off his BMW keys, there wasn't a girl he couldn't win over.

With a college student like Su Qingyu, if you spend a little time and patience, it's only a matter of time before you win her over.

After dragging on like this for more than two months, Wen Wubin felt that the time was almost right.

So today, he's going to do something big.

When Su Qingyu walked out of the company gate, she was completely dumbfounded.

Wen Wubin stood at the door holding a bouquet of roses, wearing a tight black T-shirt, the fat on his stomach making the shirt look round and plump.

Behind him stood three men, each holding a can of confetti, their faces beaming with the kind of smiles that seemed to enjoy watching a good show.

The moment she appeared, Wen Wubin's eyes lit up.

He suddenly tried to kneel down on one knee.

But halfway down, he realized he'd taken too big a step and was messing around, so he decided to stand up, holding the flowers, and shout at the top of his lungs:

"Qingyu! I like you! Be with me!"

His three brothers behind him immediately started making a fuss.

"Say yes! Say yes!"

"Together! Together!"

The three men had already aimed their ribbons at Su Qingyu, waiting for her to say "okay" before shooting them all over her face with a "bang".

Passersby who witnessed this scene stopped in their tracks and took out their phones to take pictures.

Even Su Qingyu's colleagues peeked out to watch the spectacle.

At this moment, Su Qingyu's face was so red it could drip blood.

But this is not touching; it is social death.

"Wen Wubin, get up," she said in a low voice, trying to keep her tone calm. "Stop making a scene here."

Wen Wubin didn't get up; instead, he held the flowers even higher: "Qingyu, I'm sincere!"

"I said, no."

Su Qingyu's voice turned cold.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The confetti in the hands of the three brothers froze in mid-air. They looked at each other, wondering if the confetti would still spray.

Wen Wubin's smile vanished.

His expression shifted from affectionate to "You don't know what's good for you."

"Qingyu, look at my car," he gestured with his chin towards the white BMW, his tone carrying a sense of superiority that implied "do you even know the market price?" "Over 300,000 yuan. You're interning here, your monthly salary is at most 3,000 yuan, right? Even if you don't eat or drink, it would take you eight or nine years of work to afford one."

He took a step forward, lowering his voice slightly, but everyone around him could still hear him.

"If you come with me, you won't have to work so hard after graduation. You just need to stay home and be beautiful, and leave the money-making to me."

Just as Su Qingyu was about to say something to make him give up, a car slowly drove up.

With its black and silver color scheme and long body, the car exuded a luxurious feel, leading Su Qingyu to assume it was a customer visiting "Jiangcheng Easy Service" to conduct business.

Wen Wubin frowned and glanced at it a few more times.

He was more focused on the car, and when he recognized it, his pupils dilated slightly.

The Zunjie S800?!

This car will cost over a million yuan to purchase.

A thought flashed through Wen Wubin's mind.

In a place like Jiangcheng, he should know everyone who can afford a car like this.

After all, the circle of rich kids is only so big.

But whose car is this?

How come I've never seen him before?

The car slowly came to a stop, right next to Wen Wubin's BMW 3 Series.

One is black and the other is white, one is big and the other is small, like an adult standing next to a child.

The car door opened.

A young man got off the bus.

Su Qingyu was stunned when she saw that face.

Wang Guanxi?

The last time they met, he was taking a taxi just like her, and he was dressed very casually.

It's only been a few days?

So you're driving such a nice car now?

Although she didn't recognize the car's brand, its quality and grandeur made it clear that it wasn't cheap.

Wang Guanxi also saw Su Qingyu.

She also saw the fat man holding flowers in front of her, and three men holding ribbons beside him.

The scene looked like a marriage proposal, but judging from Su Qingyu's awkward expression, it didn't seem like one.

Wang Guanxi walked over, looked at Su Qingyu, then at Wen Wubin, and asked:

"What are you doing?"

A thought suddenly flashed through Su Qingyu's mind.

She walked quickly to Wang Guanxi's side, naturally took his arm, leaned slightly closer, looked up at him, and her eyes were full of "go along with me".

Then she turned to Wen Wubin and said:

"Wen Wubin, this is my boyfriend. Please stop bothering me."

The voice wasn't loud, but every word pierced Wen Wubin's ears like nails.

Wen Wubin's expression froze.

The three brothers were also stunned, unsure of who to point the ribbons at.

Wang Guanxi glanced down at Su Qingyu, then at Wen Wubin's smug expression, and instantly understood.

They're using him as a shield!

Without hesitation, he reached out and put his arm around Su Qingyu's slender waist.

The hand landed on the side of the waist with light but natural pressure.

Su Qingyu's body trembled slightly, as if she had been electrocuted, but she did not flinch.

Wen Wubin's three brothers realized what was happening.

"Damn, who the hell are you?"

A man with dyed yellow hair stepped forward and pointed at Wang Guanxi's nose.

"They're confessing their feelings, why are you interfering?"

Another mushroom-headed guy threw the ribbon in his hand to the ground, rolled up his sleeves, though there wasn't much to roll up since he was wearing short sleeves.

"Kid, you dare mess with Brother Bin's woman? Are you looking for death?"

The three of them started hurling insults and threats at each other.

Su Qingyu's expression changed.

She suddenly felt a little regretful.

She only wanted to use Wang Guanxi as a shield, but she didn't expect Wen Wubin and his brothers to be so fierce. If they really started fighting, how could Wang Guanxi fight against three of them by himself?

She instinctively gripped the hem of Wang Guanxi's clothes.