Chapter 65: Is There Anything More Expensive?
The group let out a sigh of relief as Wu Li Hong wiped away her tears of joy, repeatedly thanking the doctor. Before long, Chen Xue Wen was wheeled out of the operating room.
Still under anesthesia, he remained unconscious. The group carefully transported him to a hospital room, staying by his side until the early morning when he finally regained consciousness. Seeing him wake up, everyone could finally relax.
The next day, Lai Hou, Wang Zhen Dong, and Li Tie Zhu returned to Old Square to resume business, while Wu Li Hong stayed behind to care for Chen Xue Wen.
Two days later, Chen Xue Wen was discharged from the hospital. In that time, his home had been cleaned up and reorganized. Upon arriving at his doorstep, he noticed Wu Li Hong standing there, waiting for him with a large suitcase in hand.
Curious, Chen Xue Wen looked at the sizable luggage and asked, “Why’d you bring such a big suitcase?”
Wu Li Hong’s face reddened slightly as she softly replied, “I’m moving back in.”
Lai Hou immediately burst into laughter, earning a sharp glare from Wu Li Hong. “What are you laughing at?”
“Xue Wen just got out of the hospital. He needs proper care,” she continued. “I can take better care of him if I stay here.”
Lai Hou quickly nodded, bowing slightly. “Sister Hong is absolutely right. With you here, we brothers will also get to enjoy some good meals! From now on, we’ll come back for lunch every day.”
He patted his motorcycle beside him and grinned. “We’ve got bikes now—it’s easy to get back and forth.”
The motorcycles were gifts from Zhou Jing Hui. There were five of them, one for each of the five brothers. On top of that, fifty new arcade machines and four air conditioners had all arrived at their arcade. The place was now well-equipped—better than most homes in this era, where even air conditioners were considered a luxury. With the heating running in the bitter winter, their arcade had become a cozy haven, attracting even more customers and boosting business significantly.
Chen Xue Wen glanced at Wu Li Hong, then at the motorcycles. “Hou, in the afternoon, go tell Zhou Jing Hui we need another motorcycle.”
Lai Hou scratched his head. “Another one? But we already have five—one for each of us.”
“We’re six people now,” Chen Xue Wen said flatly. “Get a stylish scooter for Wu Li Hong. Make sure it’s a nice one. Got it?”
Realizing his mistake, Lai Hou grinned. “Right, right! Sister Hong should have one too.”
Wu Li Hong’s face lit up with joy, though she quickly waved her hands. “I don’t really need one…”
Lai Hou quickly cut in. “Sister Hong, no need to be polite. Zhou Boss is paying—no reason to save him money!”
He chuckled. “How about this—you take a look around and pick out one you like. I’ll talk to Zhou Jing Hui in the afternoon. And remember, go for the most expensive one. We can’t let Zhou Boss off cheap!”
Hearing this, Wu Li Hong couldn’t help but smile. “Alright, that sounds good.”
After settling Chen Xue Wen in, Lai Hou and the others rushed back to the arcade, as business was still thriving. Meanwhile, Wu Li Hong carefully prepared tea for Chen Xue Wen and started tidying up the house.
Watching her work so diligently, Chen Xue Wen finally couldn’t hold back. “Are you really moving back in?”
Wu Li Hong gave him a sideways glance. “Why? Am I not welcome?”
Chen Xue Wen sighed. “I never said that. I just think… following me is too dangerous.”
Wu Li Hong met his gaze with a calm expression. “Chen Xue Wen, I made my choice to be by your side, fully prepared for any danger. I’m not afraid.”
Her voice was firm. “And remember, I’m here to help you—not to become a burden. So next time something happens, prioritize your own safety instead of doing something reckless. Understood?”
Hearing her words, Chen Xue Wen felt a pang of emotion in his chest.
After finishing the housework, Wu Li Hong took Chen Xue Wen to pick out a motorcycle. At this time, most motorcycles on the market were large-frame bikes, preferred for their affordability, power, and ability to carry heavy loads. These were the go-to choice for households.
On the other hand, scooters were a rare luxury. They were significantly more expensive, had less power, and weren’t practical for transporting goods. Only well-off families could afford them, making them an uncommon sight on the streets.
Chen Xue Wen specifically chose the most expensive one available—a Wuyang Honda with a rear storage compartment. When Wu Li Hong took it for a spin, she was beaming with joy.
Seeing her so pleased, Chen Xue Wen nodded in satisfaction and asked the shop owner, “How much?”
The shop owner, who mainly dealt in large-frame motorcycles, was delighted at the rare opportunity to sell a scooter. With a beaming smile, he said, “13,000 yuan.”
“Brother, if you’re serious, I can give you a discount…”
Before he could finish, Chen Xue Wen waved a hand. “No need for a discount.”
The shop owner was momentarily stunned—this was the first time he had met a customer who didn’t want a discount!
Chen Xue Wen leaned in and whispered, “13,000 yuan is too cheap. Do you have anything more expensive?”
The shop owner blinked in confusion before his eyes gleamed in realization. “Brother, are you purchasing this for a company expense? I understand!”
He leaned in as well. “Here’s the deal—this scooter is officially priced at 15,000 yuan. I’ll sell it to you for 11,500 yuan and refund you the extra 3,500 in cash.”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “Only 15,000 yuan?”
The shop owner perked up—he had found himself a big spender!
“Brother, 15,000 yuan is the listed price. I can’t change that. But I can throw in premium accessories, lifetime maintenance, and a full service package,” he offered enthusiastically.
After a bit of bargaining, the final price for the scooter was set at 30,000 yuan. Of course, Chen Xue Wen pocketed a 10,000 yuan rebate for himself, while the shop owner was thrilled with the extra profit.
Rubbing his hands together, the shop owner asked, “Brother, should I write the invoice under a company name?”
Chen Xue Wen shook his head. “No need for an invoice. I’ll call someone over to bring the money.”
Stepping outside, he dialed Zhou Jing Hui’s number. “Brother Hui, Hou must’ve told you about the motorcycle, right?”
Zhou Jing Hui’s annoyed voice came through. “Yeah, he did!”
“Chen Xue Wen, you’re really bleeding me dry!”
Chen Xue Wen laughed. “Brother Hui, don’t say it like that. We’re brothers, remember?”
“You already agreed to this, and Snake, Hao Wen, and Uncle Quan were all there. You wouldn’t go back on your word over just one bike, would you?”
Zhou Jing Hui took a deep breath before growling, “Cut the crap! How much?”
Chen Xue Wen smirked. “30,000 yuan.”
There was a loud clatter on the other end, followed by Zhou Jing Hui’s incredulous shout. “HOW MUCH?!”
“30,000?! What the hell did you buy—a whole fleet of motorcycles?!”
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