Stay Home Daddy: I Was Reborn After My Daughter Passed Away
Chapter 223 The Sorrow of Master Rank Bachelor_1

Chapter 223: 223 The Sorrow of Master Rank Bachelor_1

After he had finished speaking, he took Uncle Guang by the arm and left.

The kitchen was not far from the hospital, situated right in the residential area next to it.

After all, this was a hospital, and there weren’t many places to cook.

This apartment was rented specifically for this purpose, so that the chef could live and cook there. Once the food was ready, they would deliver it.

The neighborhood was behind the hospital, less than twenty meters away. The two of them chatted and laughed as they headed towards the kitchen. Halfway there, Uncle Guang noticed a bank not far away.

Uncle Guang furrowed his brows and promptly tried to lead Gu Chen into the bank, leaving Gu Chen looking at him with a bewildered face.

"Uncle Guang, are we going the wrong way? Weren’t we heading to the kitchen? What are we doing at the bank?"

Uncle Guang gave him a secretive smile.

"You don’t understand. The kitchen and the bank are on the way. Mr. Ji gave you a cashier’s check, and for such a large amount, it usually needs confirmation from the person who issued it. Luckily, I’m here and I’m acquainted with their branch manager. We can confirm it directly, sign it, and then transfer the money from the check into your account."

When it came to Bai Guang, he admired only two people in his life – the first was Mr. Ji, and the second was Gu Chen.

This was two completely different kinds of sentiments.

Towards Mr. Ji, his admiration was absolute; he felt that whatever Mr. Ji said was right.

But towards Gu Chen, he always wanted to help him do things better, as with the matter at hand.

Even though the money came from the Ji Family, once it was given to Gu Chen, it was Gu Chen’s, and he couldn’t help but to think on Gu Chen’s behalf.

He couldn’t exactly explain it; he could only say that this was probably the bond between people.

Gu Chen was somewhere between laughing and crying, "Uncle, there’s no rush for this."

The money had just been given, and to deposit it right away seemed a bit too hasty.

Besides, it was almost six o’clock. Wouldn’t going to the bank now delay the cooking?

"What do you mean ’no rush’? When you squeeze time, it comes out! Just listen to me and sort out this money matter now."

Not even being proactive about receiving money, he truly didn’t know what to say about this kid anymore.

Having said that, he gave Gu Chen an exasperated look and then pushed him into the bank by nudging him at the waist.

The bank was nearing closing time and was not very crowded.

There were about five people in line. Gu Chen was ready to queue up obediently, but before he had taken two steps, Uncle Guang grabbed his arm, twisted it slightly in another direction, and they headed into the VIP room.

Was he brought here to queue up?

No, he was brought here to cut the queue, okay?

It couldn’t be denied that money could indeed make life more convenient.

And blatantly so.

Once inside the VIP room, the teller, a young lady, was extremely enthusiastic. She immediately stood up from her desk and smiled politely at them, "Hello sir, may I ask what services you require?"

Truth be told, the young lady was truly beautiful.

Not only was she pretty, but she also had a great figure, dressed in a black professional attire. Standing up, the sheer black stockings on her long and straight legs were tantalizing.

Seeing such a beauty, Uncle Guang couldn’t help but straighten his suit.

He smiled warmly at her, "We’re here to make a transfer."

Hearing this, the young lady smiled back at Uncle Guang and nodded.

"Oh, then I’ll need you to give me the check. We’re about to close soon, so I have to get the manager’s signature in advance. I’m not sure if he’s still in."

Although Uncle Guang was older, he was single after all.

Especially after being single for so many years, he was, what you might call, at a Master Rank of singledom. Seeing a pretty young lady like this, one could only imagine the ripples in his heart.

"You sit down, I’ll go. You’ve been busy all day and must be tired. This little thing, I can handle it," Uncle Guang said with considerate enthusiasm.

Then he turned his head to Gu Chen, "Give me the check."

Gu Chen smiled, took the cashier’s check from his pocket, and handed it to Uncle Guang.

Uncle Guang took the check and left the VIP room.

At that moment, only the teller and Gu Chen were left.

The teller smiled at Gu Chen, "Sir, let me pour you a glass of water."

After speaking, she took out a paper cup from under the water dispenser, ready to fill it with water.

Gu Chen waved his hand, "No need to go through the trouble."

The teller nevertheless filled the water and placed it on the table in front of Gu Chen.

"It’s okay, no trouble at all."

Having said that, she then took the opportunity to look Gu Chen over carefully.

If she hadn’t seen it wrong just now, that was a check for twenty million.

It must belong to this young man.

His features were well-defined, not the outright handsome guy type, but the more you looked at him, the more handsome he seemed.

Compared to the flamboyant kind of handsome, she preferred this type, whose attractiveness grew the more you looked; it was like chewing betel nuts, the more you chewed, the more addictive it became.

He was wearing a sporty outfit along with a pair of white sneakers, appearing sunny and clean.

Most importantly, he was so young and yet so wealthy.

Where could she find a high-quality man like this?

Missing out on this kind of man would truly be a mistake!

By this time, Uncle Guang had finished signing and was walking back from the bank manager’s office with the check in hand. He handed the check to the teller at the desk, saying cheerfully, "Sorry for the trouble."

The teller took the check, her eyes still full of Gu Chen.

"Sir, could you please show your ID, so that I can open an account for you?"

Gu Chen cooperatively took out his identification card from his pocket and handed it to the teller.

"Oh, and if you could leave your phone number as well."

The teller pushed a notebook toward him, looking earnestly at Gu Chen.

Gu Chen, thinking it was for business purposes, didn’t think much of it and wrote down his phone number.

At the sight of this teller, who radiated charm, Uncle Guang’s interest grew. He combed his hair with his hand and chuckled awkwardly, "May I have your phone number as well?"

The teller was taken aback and glanced up at Uncle Guang.

This man, indeed presentable, must be at least forty, clearly not her type.

After a moment, she apologized with a smile, "Sir, we have a policy in the bank that we can’t just give out our phone numbers, I’m sorry!"

When those words were spoken, anyone with a bit of sense understood the implication.

Policies are always an excuse for rejection. Don’t bank employees pursue loans? Don’t they expand business?

A rule against leaving phone numbers?

Impossible.

Uncle Guang, so obviously rejected, felt embarrassed and his complexion soured a bit.

It seemed she wasn’t interested in him.

About ten minutes later, the teller had transferred the money and deposited it in Gu Chen’s bank card. She stood up, brought the card over to Gu Chen, and said, "Sir, here is your card, please keep it safe. If you need anything, feel free to contact me anytime."

She smiled at Gu Chen and added, "If you don’t mind, would you save my number? It would make business communication more convenient."

What she really meant was she feared Gu Chen wouldn’t save her number and might later forget who she was, which would be awkward.

Uncle Guang: "!!! "

This is too much!

What happened to the bank’s policy? Weren’t you not supposed to give out your number?