"Great, you are finally willing to chat with me!" A message popped up in the chat box immediately, and it seemed that this "Shenyuan Suo Qingqiu" was very happy.
Immediately afterwards, "Shenyuan Suo Qingqiu" continued to send messages: "Did you know? I married a very rich husband."
"Oh, it turns out you are married." Chen Xuan replied casually, thinking that you could continue to make up and see what other stories you could come up with.
"Shenyuan Suo Qingqiu" replied: "Yes, I am married, but I have been very unhappy since the first day of marriage."
"Why are you unhappy? Isn't your husband very rich?" Chen Xuan replied.
"Sometimes, money cannot buy happiness. I have never tasted the joy of marriage."
"Because my husband has a problem with his ability."
"Shenyuan Lock Qingqiu" sent two messages in succession.
"What's the problem with his ability? You want to say that your husband has no ability, just because his family is rich?" Chen Xuan continued to ask.
"No, it's not."
"My husband's ability in that area...has problems."
"From the first night of marriage, I discovered that there was something wrong with him. That's why I said he was unhappy from the first day of marriage."
Chen Xuan immediately understood that this "Shenyuan Lock Qingqiu" wanted to say that her husband was not good at men and could not satisfy her.
Next, Chen Xuan guessed that the liar would say that he was lonely and wanted to ask him out, and then he would follow the fairy dance routine.
However, Chen Xuan did not intend to expose this liar yet, and continued to ask: "Then why don't you divorce your husband?"
"Because my husband's family is very powerful, I dare not file for divorce with him, otherwise our family will be miserable."
When Chen Xuan saw this message, it seemed that the liar described herself as a woman who married into a wealthy family and couldn't help herself.
He immediately stopped talking nonsense and replied directly: "So you are lonely now, aren't you?"
"You really understand me."
"I'm really lonely. It doesn't matter if my husband is not good at that. He is usually very cold to me and can't say a few words all day long. I don't have anyone else to talk to in his house. My natal family still thinks
I am living a good life, so I dare not tell them about my affairs for fear that they will worry."
After replying "Lock the Qingqiu in the Deep Courtyard", she was like a resentful and lonely young woman from a wealthy family in deep boudoir.
But Chen Xuan would not believe this liar's lies, and replied with a grin: "Then it's useless for you to add me as a friend. I can't solve your situation."
"No, as long as I can chat with you, that's fine. Handsome guy, can you tell me about yourself now? My sister wants to hear about your life."
Chen Xuan thought to himself that the trick was here, and he replied calmly: "I'm just a poor guy, I have nothing to say."
"Don't be so inferior. There is a saying that a poor person has great ambition. If you are still very young, as long as you work hard, you still have a chance to make a fortune."
What a bowl of fragrant chicken soup! But Chen Xuan didn't know how to drink it, so he just replied casually: "In this day and age, it is almost impossible for a man to start from scratch, unlike you women who can marry rich people as long as they are beautiful.
, a sparrow turns into a phoenix.”
"Hey, being beautiful is sometimes not a good thing. For example, my sister married into a wealthy family but did not live as happily as an ordinary girl. My husband hid many things from me before getting married, including his problematic matters, and I can't live without him.
Marriage, now I am just a vase in his house..."
Chen Xuan thought to himself that this liar was really patient. He was still pretending to have a heart-to-heart relationship with him. It seemed that he wanted to play a long game to catch a big fish, and then ask him out after they got to know each other better. Just when he was about to have a straight talk with the other person, his cell phone rang.
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"Let's talk later, I have something to do." After Chen Xuan finished speaking, he closed the chat window and answered the phone.
A middle-aged man's voice came over: "Hello, is this Daochang Chen?"
"It's me, are you Manager Xu?" Chen Xuan knew who the other party was at once.
On the other end of the phone, Manager Xu said: "Yes, Mr. Chen, please come to our Haofa Real Estate Corporation this afternoon. Our boss can't wait to meet you."
"Oh, I'll be there later." Chen Xuan replied calmly, maintaining his superior demeanor.
After hanging up the phone, he went straight out and headed for his destination.
Haofa Real Estate Corporation is located in the emerging business district of Tianhai City, about an hour's drive from the coast of Yuewan.
After Chen Xuan arrived at the location, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. It was the rush hour for work and the flow of people was very heavy.
Arriving at the Haofa Real Estate Building on foot, Chen Xuan was about to go upstairs when he saw a dozen migrant workers in plain clothes and dark skin standing at the gate, shouting something.
These migrant workers seemed to want to enter the building, but were stopped by a group of security guards at the door. Seeing that the two parties were getting more and more excited, a physical conflict was about to break out.
Chen Xuan was a little curious, so he walked over to take a look at the situation and found that these migrant workers came to ask for wages, saying that Haofa Real Estate owed them a year's wages.
Chen Xuan suddenly frowned because he was owed wages to migrant workers, and they were still in arrears for one year. This real estate profiteer Wang Haofa is really not a human being!
Such a wealthy real estate owner can delay migrant workers' wages for one year. This is the hard-earned money of migrant workers!
Chen Xuan's father, Chen Zhan, once briefly worked as a migrant worker in the city to pay for Chen Xuan's tuition. He knew how hard it was for his father during that time, so he felt the same when he saw these migrant workers.
At that moment, Chen Xuan walked over without hesitation and said to the security guard blocking the door: "Let them in, what right do you have to stop them?"
"Who are you? Are you here to mind your own business?" A fat and big-headed security chief said to Chen Xuan rudely.
Chen Xuan said coldly: "It is natural for migrant workers to ask for wages. Aren't you also meddling in other people's business?"
"Hmph, what is natural is none of my business! Anyway, our boss won't let us let these migrant workers in. These country bumpkins have no culture at all and they will make trouble. If they let them in, trouble will happen. Can you be responsible for it?"
The security chief shouted fiercely.
One of the migrant workers responded angrily: "We have been here asking for wages for so many days. When did we ever cause trouble? Let us in quickly!"
"I've told you a hundred times, if you want to get in, there's no way!" The security chief looked arrogant, his eyes full of boredom for these migrant workers, "If you don't get out, I'll start driving them away!"
"You, you are so unreasonable and heartless!" the migrant workers yelled angrily, their faces turning red with anger.
Seeing that the security guards were about to push the migrant workers out, Chen Xuan's figure flashed in front of the security chief and said in a deep voice: "Don't do anything, let all your people get out of the way!"
