Best Friend Fatty

After the agents left, Ye Chen quickly opened the garage and villa's parking spaces, and parked the three cars he had just driven over. Now, this villa housed six cars: a Lamborghini supercar, a Bentley sedan, a Mercedes-Benz G900, a McLaren supercar, a Rolls-Royce Mulsanne, and a Cullinan.

With the cars parked, Ye Chen initially planned to go to Fengtai to check out another villa, but he was extremely tired. After all, he had only slept for about three hours after his shift this morning before the real estate agent called.

If he went back now, people would likely be awake, so Ye Chen decided to nap in the villa instead. Checking the house could wait until tomorrow.

But plans often change. Just as Ye Chen fell asleep, his phone rang again.

"Hello! Who is it?" Ye Chen answered without looking at the caller ID.

"Ye Chen, it's me. You came to the city?"

"Uh! Fatty." Ye Chen immediately opened his eyes.

The caller was none other than his childhood friend and brother, Guo Yishou.

"I heard you came to the city and didn't tell me. What, afraid I can't afford your drinks?"

Ye Chen chuckled bitterly and said, "Of course not! I was planning to settle in first before telling you."

"Really?"

"Of course, really. Oh, by the way, how did you know I came to the city?"

"Your dad came to my house to repay money. My dad called me."

"Uh! Guo dad is really... why did he tell you about it?"

"Hmph! What do you think?" Fatty said indignantly, "I told you long ago to quit that security job. I could get you a job at my company. The salary would be much higher."

"Forget it, I like being a security guard."

"Sigh! What can I say? Fine, do you have time today? I'll come find you after work."

"I work the night shift, starting at ten."

"No problem, I get off at six. I'll find you after work. Don't worry, it won't delay your shift."

"Okay, call me when you're off."

"Will do."

Fatty, like Ye Chen, was from the same village, and their relationship was as close as brothers. Not only were they good friends, but their families were close too.

For instance, Ye Chen always called Fatty's father Guo dad, and Fatty called Ye Chen's father Ye dad.

Fatty might be plump, but he was good at studying. He got into college, not a top-tier one, but a 211 school nonetheless. After graduation, he joined a company in the city.

His starting salary was 11,000 yuan a month, and now it's 17,000, which is equivalent to half a year of Ye Chen's salary.

Despite this, Fatty's relationship with Ye Chen remained unchanged. He didn't look down on Ye Chen just because he earned more, which was quite rare in today's society.

After hanging up, Ye Chen lay down again. He had to admit, the villa's bed was comfortable, and he didn't want to get up.

But before sleeping, Ye Chen set an alarm for 5:20.

Ye Chen fell asleep quickly. No matter the time, he could fall asleep within three minutes once he lay down.

The nap was very refreshing. When the alarm went off at 5:20, Ye Chen quickly got up and took a shower.

After the shower, seeing all the luxury brand clothes in the walk-in closet, Ye Chen shook his head and decided not to wear them.

He put on his own clothes, which he had changed into that morning.

Just as Ye Chen finished getting ready, his phone rang again.

"Hello!"

As soon as Ye Chen answered, Fatty said, "Where are you? I'll come find you."

"No need, I'll come to you."

"It's alright, I'll come to you."

Ye Chen knew Fatty was worried about him spending money on transportation, which was why he insisted on coming over.

"I don't mind. Besides, taking the bus won't cost much."

"Uh!" Seeing through Ye Chen's thoughts, Fatty wasn't embarrassed and said, "Alright, meet me at Wangfujing Snack Street. I'll wait for you there."

"Okay."

After hanging up, Ye Chen went outside the villa. After some thought, he decided to drive. Not to Wangfujing directly, since he planned to drink tonight, but to a nearby mall parking lot and take a cab from there. In case of an emergency, he wouldn't have to return to the villa to get his car.

Today, Ye Chen didn't drive the Lamborghini but the McLaren he brought over. It was also a supercar and not cheaper than the Lamborghini.

He parked at a parking lot near the mall, then hailed a taxi.

He was quite well-off now and didn't need to save on cab fares.

Though it wasn't quite summer yet, Wangfujing Snack Street was already crowded. Using the location Fatty sent v