Chapter 13: The Rented Car
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"Big Brother, are you still not off work?"
It was about six o'clock, Stark Culture never supported overtime, and by six o'clock, there was no one left in the office.
Old man Peterson from the planning department passed by Amelia Sanchez's office and found that Amelia, who always led the way to leave work, was still not gone.
Amelia didn't even lift her head: "I'm about to leave work."
Old man Peterson turned his steps back, with a gossiping face, "Big boss, you've been busy lately."
"Yeah."
From top to bottom, the average age of Stark Culture is not more than thirty, and Old man Peterson is twenty-eight.
These young people hate working overtime; they prefer to be busy at work and finish their tasks rather than work a minute extra.
And Amelia is the leader in eliminating overtime.
But in the past half month, Old man Peterson has seen Amelia not finishing work on time for the third time.
He hesitated to speak, "…Big boss…"
"If you have something to say, spit it out!" Amelia was in a hurry to finish her work on hand, while Old man Peterson was humming and interrupting her work.
Old man Peterson straightened up, "Yes! Big boss, have you adopted a pet?"
After all, his girlfriend owns a cat and two dogs, and the money these three pets spend every month is more than he does.
Amelia thought for a while and nodded, "I guess you could say that."
Albert Brown looked so good that just looking at his face made her content. It wouldn't be bad to treat him like a pet.
" Big boss, is it a cat or a dog you're keeping?"
He's been saving money lately, so he can bathe cats and groom dogs.
Hehe, the big boss is rich, he can make some extra money from her.
Thinking of Albert Brown's beautiful face and occasionally haughty personality, Amelia said confidently: "Cat!"
"Big boss, I'm great at dealing with cats. I can bathe them as clean as they are in the pet shop and train them to be free. Big boss, how about letting me take care of your cat for a couple of days? Since we know each other, I'll only charge half the price of the pet shop!"
Amelia looked up and down at Old man Peterson, "All right, Old man Peterson, are you getting ready to jump ship?"
"Ah? No, no, no! I'm just doing a part-time job! As long as our company doesn't go bankrupt, I won't leave!"
It's a joke; no one has ever left a company that never works overtime.
"Alright, boss, you're busy, I'll go first!"
Old man Peterson was afraid that Amelia would bring up the issue of job hopping again and hurriedly left.
Amelia lowered her head and continued to work. Old man Peterson walked to the door and suddenly turned back and said, "Big boss, keeping a pet is a real waste of money!"
Seeing Old man Peterson's hopping figure, Amelia laughed softly.
But she was willing to spend every penny on Albert Brown, and it brought her a sense of satisfaction.
After Old man Peterson left, Amelia worked for another half an hour, sent the electronic file over, and received a notification of the bank transfer two minutes later.
Amelia Sanchez saw the balance prompt and grinned.
As soon as Albert Brown opened the door, he saw the keys on the entrance table.
Before he could speak, Amelia rushed over, looking for praise, "Husband, I bought you a windbreaker and a tie. Try it on! When I saw them at first glance, I thought they would suit you perfectly!"
At that time, she had only bought the windbreaker, but when she went to get the clothes today, the store had just put out new ties.
As soon as Amelia saw it, she thought it would look great on Albert Brown, so she bought it without hesitation.
Albert Brown looked at the windbreaker and tie in Amelia's hand.
He could tell at a glance that both were from world-famous brands and were usually hard to find on the market.
Albert Brown took a deep look at Amelia: "You bought them?"
"Yeah, I took a private job during this period and made some extra money hehe."
Amelia beamed, the perfect excuse.
"So you've been working overtime for this private job lately?"
"Yeah. Try it on quickly. If the size is not right, I'll go exchange it."
Amelia put the windbreaker on Albert Brown.
As she was adjusting his clothes, Albert Brown suddenly asked, "What kind of private job did you take that made so much money?"
This windbreaker must cost at least five figures.
Amelia blurted out subconsciously, "Just painting a picture..."
Albert Brown's heart stirred as he remembered the oil painting on the living room wall.
Although there was no signature on that painting, in his opinion, it was worth at least six figures.
As soon as Amelia said this, she cried out in her heart and quickly tried to fix it, "Actually, I just helped a friend with coloring. I didn't make much money, but I was lucky. This coat was on a 30% off sale, and it only cost a few hundred bucks!"
Albert Brown looked at the logo on the cuff, slightly hidden, and nodded.
Each season, the store put a new logo on the clothes. And this season's logo was right on the sleeve.
"I have a good eye! You look great when you try it on! Hold on; let me take a photo!"
Amelia took a photo and made a photo her phone's background.
Albert Brown's heart moved and he pulled Amelia in for a group photo, "Wife, I also want to put you on my desktop."
As soon as Albert Brown changed the group photo to his desktop, Amelia suddenly thought her phone's background wasn't as sweet anymore, "Send me one too. I want this as my background too!"
Albert Brown looked at Amelia's phone background and lock screen, both showing their group photos, and nodded in satisfaction.
Now, those wild men should know Amelia was taken.
At this time, Mrs. Brown called again.
"Albert Brown, Oldman Brooks is having his 60th birthday tonight! Eight o'clock! Come on time! Alone!"
Before Albert Brown could answer, Mrs. Brown hung up the phone.
Her voice was so loud that Amelia, who was standing next to Albert Brown, could hear it loud and clear.
"Perfect, wear this windbreaker tonight, and put on this tie!"
Amelia was not upset, still cheerful.
On the other hand, Albert Brown's lips were pressed into a line, "I'm not going!"
Amelia was startled and tried to persuade him, "Come on! Isn't this Oldman Brooks very close to your family? What bad manners if you don't go!"
It didn't matter that Mrs. Brown didn't like her.
After all, she was living with Albert Brown.
Albert Brown hesitated for a moment, "Then you go too!"
Amelia didn't really want to go, thinking it was too much trouble.
But looking at Albert Brown's stubborn expression, she nodded, "Fine, I'll go with you!"
It's just a birthday! She's there to eat!
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Albert Brown took Amelia out.
"Too early, no?"
"Styling!"
Amelia looked at Albert Brown's handsome face and straight body and suddenly realized that he did not have any hair gel on his head!
When a low-key black Cadillac stopped in front of Amelia, she was stunned, "Your car?"
Albert Brown opened the door: "Rented! One more year!"
Amelia was relieved and sat in the car naturally.
As soon as the car stopped at a luxurious design center, Amelia was still confused when she was led to sit in a chair.
Isn't Albert Brown the one getting styled?
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