Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 442: Can this be found wrong?
Nearing six o'clock, Song Qing's new home was already bustling with activity and all the guests had gathered.

In addition to the three girls Xiaohui, Liu Mengmeng and Song Qing, Wang Jiale also came here, as well as Song Qing's cousin Song Ming, with whom she has a very good relationship.

Five people sat in the living room and chatted enthusiastically.

Song Qing looked at the wall clock, turned around and said to Xiao Hui beside him: "It's already this late, ask the chef where he is? Don't delay him too long on the road."

Xiaohui nodded, picked up the phone that Wang Jiale had placed aside, and sent a few messages to Su Chen, asking about his current progress.

Not long after, I received a reply from Su Chen: "Already nearby, looking for a place to park."

When Song Qing learned that the other party was looking for a parking space, he hurriedly said, "Parking spaces are very tight around here. Many of them are reserved for shops and are hard to find. Ask the driver to send the license plate number to me. I will pick him up at the gate of the community and let him park in my parking space. This will save a lot of time."

Xiaohui conveyed Song Qing's proposal to Su Chen as instructed.

Soon, Su Chen sent the license plate number.

Song Qing carefully wrote down the license plate number, then picked up an umbrella from the entrance and hurried out.

At the entrance of the community, Song Qing stood quietly in the rain holding an umbrella, looking at both ends of the street from time to time.

Just then, a Cullinan drove slowly and stopped in front of her.

Song Qing frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied: How could this driver be so uncultured? Can he just block the road with a luxury car?
Thinking of this, she walked a few steps to the side, stood in a more conspicuous position, and continued to wait.

Su Chen in the car thought that the lady was the one who came to pick him up and was about to say hello.

But who would have thought, seeing her walking away, Su Chen began to wonder in his heart, and thought that he might be wrong.

After all, I have already sent the license plate number to the other party, and perhaps the person who is coming to pick me up has not arrived yet.

He rolled down the car window and looked around, confirming that this was the agreed location, and decided to wait in the car for a while.

Just like that, Su Chen sat in the car, staring at the gate of the community.

Song Qing stood outside the car, looking towards the end of the street.

The two people were silently waiting for each other to appear in the gradually getting heavier rain.

……

Song Qing looked at the time again, it was already six thousand five.

The coolness spread along her collar, and she couldn't help but wrap her clothes tightly around her body, pacing back and forth at the entrance of the community.

I couldn't help but complain quietly, "Didn't you say you were going to park nearby? It's been five minutes, why is there still no sign of you?"

Just as she took out her cell phone to let Xiaohui contact the other party again, the phone suddenly vibrated violently.

"Qingqing, where are you?"

Xiao Hui's voice on the other end of the phone was obviously puzzled, and she spoke a little faster, "The master said he had been waiting at the gate of the community for a long time, and he also said he didn't see anyone to pick him up."

Song Qing was stunned for a moment. She quickly looked around and saw that the door was empty. Apart from the luxury car that had been parked there, there was no other figure.

She looked puzzled. Why was the bad guy the first to complain?

It was me who waited in the cold wind for a long time, but I didn’t even see a single person, okay?

Why do you say I didn’t arrive?
"What a joke, I was standing at the main entrance and didn't see anything at all!" Song Qing said speechlessly.

"Hey, can this be found wrong? Then let me ask again..."

Xiaohui hasn't finished speaking yet.

Su Chen was sitting in the car and heard Song Qing talking on the phone.

He opened the car door and got out.

He bent down slightly and said, "Um, are you here to pick me up from parking? I'm here to cook, and the person who placed the order is Wang Jiale."

Song Qing subconsciously turned his head and looked at Cullinan beside him in amazement.

Her eyes slowly moved down and finally landed on the license plate number, and the expression on her face froze. Yes, this was the license plate number Xiaohui had just told her.

For a moment, three big question marks appeared on her forehead.

isn't it?
Is this reasonable?

This master actually drove a Cullinan?
Is this how you can make money by cooking at home?

The more she thought about it, the more incredible it seemed to her. She certainly didn't look at the license plate number of Cullinan, but it wasn't her fault.

To be honest, any normal person would not think that a service staff who cooks at home can drive such a top-of-the-line luxury car, right?
If it was just an ordinary family car, how could she ignore it?

Although Xiao Hui didn't know the specific situation on the other end of the phone, she could clearly hear Su Chen's voice and said in surprise: "No way, the person is right next to you, and you can't see it?"

"When we went shopping together before, you could tell which store was having a sale from a distance. How come you can't even spot someone around you now?"

Song Qing felt completely confused, his head was buzzing, and he was about to explain.

Xiao Hui said, "I'll go check the kitchen to see if the dishes and other things are ready. You bring the person back quickly."

After saying that, he hung up the phone neatly.

Su Chen showed the mobile phone interface, handed it to Song Qing, and said, "Look, this is the order details. It is indeed Mr. Wang's order. I am here to cook for you."

Song Qing's eyes were a little dull. He glanced at Su Chen mechanically, and then involuntarily turned his gaze to the Cullinan.

She felt that her values ​​were about to be destroyed.

"Get in the car."

Su Chen didn't want to waste too much time on this meaningless matter, so he politely invited Song Qing to get in the car.

Song Qing hesitated for two seconds, put away the umbrella, and got into the car.

I feel like I'm dreaming right now, it's so unreal.

I worked hard to buy this new house, and the total price was less than two hundred dollars, and I even took out a loan.

It is no exaggeration to say that the price of this Cullinan is enough to buy five such houses with some left over.

The car drove into the underground garage.

When the car came to a complete stop, Song Qing couldn't help but ask, "Is this car yours?"

"Yes." Su Chen nodded, and stopped the car and turned off the engine skillfully.

"You are so rich, why do you still need to do this kind of work?"

"personal hobby."

Su Chen parked the car, took out the car keys, and used his own panacea excuse.

"Just like some people like playing games, some people like fishing..."

After saying that, he picked up the bag of food on the back seat, pushed open the car door, and signaled Song Qing that he could go upstairs.

"Your hobby is quite special..."

Song Qing followed Su Chen out of the car, and at this moment he had no idea how to communicate with Su Chen.

After entering the elevator, Song Qing was silent for a while, but couldn't help but confirm again: "Are you really just here to cook a meal?"

Su Chen looked calm and replied calmly: "That's what it says on the order."

Song Qing opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back and finally just shook his head helplessly.

When did the hobbies of rich people become so down-to-earth?
People of this class actually like to serve others?
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(End of this chapter)