At this time, Xiao Changkun said happily: "By the way, wife, give me 20,000 yuan, and I will treat you to dinner tomorrow."
"Invite a meal?" Ma Lan suddenly became nervous and blurted out: "Who can you get 20,000 yuan for dinner?"
Xiao Changkun couldn't help but say, "Didn't I join our Jinling Calligraphy and Painting Association some time ago? Now there is a position of executive director in the association. I want to fight for it! So I want to invite the president and other executives.
The directors have a meal together to bring the relationship closer.”
As he said that, Xiao Changkun said with a smug look: "If I can take the position of executive director, then I will be considered a celebrity in the antique circle of Jinling in the future!"
Ma Lan hurriedly scolded: "You want to be crazy? It costs 20,000 yuan to treat you to dinner? Do you think your family is turning on the money printing machine? I tell you, I won't agree!"
Xiao Changkun hurriedly said, "Oh my wife, I just want to climb up! As the executive director, I have more opportunities to come into contact with antique calligraphy and paintings in the future, and I have more opportunities to find bargains. You are not the ability to find bargains.
I haven't seen it before, I earn hundreds of thousands in one hand!"
Ma Lan was very guilty and said, "That's not OK, you can spend 20,000 yuan to treat guests to dinner! Do you really think the money in your family is blowing from the strong wind?"
Xiao Changkun said angrily: "I spent this money and I will definitely earn it back in the future! At worst, can't I lend you the ones I have to do?"
Ma Lan said with contempt: "Who doesn't know your stinky level? Even if you become an executive director, what's the use of it? I think you are similar to Ye Chen, and you're almost as big as you know how to fool people all day long.
A liar!”
Xiao Changkun suddenly became anxious: "Why do you, old lady, look down on me so much?"
Ma Lan snorted: "I just look down on you, why are you? Tell you that I want money, but I don't have it!"
After saying that, she turned around and returned to the room in anger.
Xiao Changkun was very depressed.
What the hell are you doing, stinky?
Don't give me 20,000 yuan?
I've made a lot of money at least!
He was about to go to the room to argue with Ma Lan, but Ye Chen hurriedly stopped him and said with a smile: "Dad, since mom doesn't want to give you money, it's useless for you to chase her."
Xiao Changkun said angrily: "But I have greeted others and wanted to invite them to dinner! I only cost 1,000 yuan in my pocket, so it's not enough to treat guests to dinner!"
As he said that, Xiao Changkun said again: "Our president has said that I have a great chance of being this executive director, it depends on whether I can perform well!"
When Ye Chen heard this, he felt helplessness suddenly surged in his heart.
My father-in-law didn’t know anything about antique calligraphy and painting. He was just a novice among the little ones. He was cheated so many times and lost a lot of money. In the end, he made a profit by cheating Zhang Ermao.
It is said that Zhang Ermao is hiding from him every day, not answering his phone number or replying to his WeChat, seeing him on the antique street, and even wanting to run away if he doesn't want the stall.
People like him who are mixed in the calligraphy and painting association are just a mess.
However, Ye Chen naturally would not say such words, so he said to Xiao Changkun: "Dad, I still have some private money, I'll transfer 20,000 yuan to you on WeChat."
When Xiao Changkun heard this, he immediately said excitedly: "Oh my good son-in-law! You have really helped my dad a lot!"
Ye Chen sighed, transferred 20,000 yuan to him, and said, "Churan is coming back soon, I'll go cook."
Xiao Changkun received the money and hurriedly said flatteringly: "Good son-in-law, I'll help you with rice!"