Chapter 22 Paramela

“It’s quite interesting…”

Ye Hao gave a thumbs up.

Xia Yun's face turned slightly dark: "President, now some netizens have questioned why we are so arrogant. Do you think we need to hold a press conference to explain it?"

Ye Hao thought for a while and said, "Is there any surveillance record in the conference room before? Zheng Zhiyong was teasing his colleagues at the front desk?"

"Just put a code on the face of our female colleague at the front desk and find someone to send it online."

"Yes!" Xia Yun's eyes lit up when he heard it.

The president is the president. Such a big thing is solved in just a few words. Why didn’t I expect it?

......

At the door of Zheng Man'er's house, a sudden roar of a car suddenly came.

Tang Ling subconsciously looked over, and then she was shocked.

A brand new executive extended version of Porsche Paramela was parked at the door of the villa.

What shocked Tang Ling even more was that even if the people who walked out of the car turned into ashes, Tang Ling knew him.

Because he is his own trash son-in-law, a coward, Ye Hao!

It’s not that Porsche and Tang Ling have seen it before. Zheng Man'er has one, but it’s the entry-level version, and it only takes about 700,000 yuan.

But Ye Hao drove the executive extended version of Paramela, and the landing price was close to 2.8 million.

Zheng Man'er's car is just a fraction of this car.

Although the Zheng family is a big business, it is a second-rate family after all.

It is really difficult for people from the Zheng family to pay such money at one time to buy a car like this.

This car is also Tang Ling's dream car.

So she couldn't react at all, her crappy son-in-law walked out of the car.

Ye Hao didn't care about this, so he walked in and greeted Zheng Man'er, "I'm back."

Zheng Man'er was also a little dazed.

She looked at Ye Hao, then at the Porsche outside, with a look of inquisitive look on her face.

Seeing Zheng Man'er's eyes, Ye Hao knew that to be honest, she would definitely not believe it. He smiled and said, "Do you still remember the friend who invited us? This car belongs to him. I'll help him drive for a few days and get it in."

Zheng Man'er suddenly realized something, no wonder.

But Ye Hao's friend is really generous.

Not only did he give them the best invitation letter, he also lent his car more than 2 million yuan directly to Ye Hao. He is really a rich man.

At this time, Tang Ling also recovered.

She was still looking forward to it, but at this moment she couldn't help but sneer: "I thought the waste would also be when the salted fish turned over. After a long time, it turned out that the car belonged to someone else. Why did you learn to be a driver for someone?"

"Ye Hao, I tell you, if you can lose this person, our Zheng family can't afford to lose this person!"

"Whether you want to be someone else's driver or wash the toilet, as long as you are a good man'er divorce quickly, it's nothing to do with me."

"Otherwise, I won't allow you to do this!"

Ye Hao shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to Tang Ling. After three years, he and Zheng Man'er finally met again. Now he wants him to divorce, so he doesn't have to think about it.

Zheng Man'er, who was behind, hesitated for a moment before whispering: "Mom, don't worry about my affairs. After all, he has started working now, so he has been reformed..."

"I promised him that as long as he is down-to-earth, I will live a good life with him..."

Tang Ling was a little speechless. She knew the most about her daughter's temperament.

If Zheng Man'er refuses to divorce, nothing she says is useless.

At this moment, Tang Ling's phone rang, and then she answered the phone with a respectful look on her face.

Across the phone, there was a vague shout.
Chapter completed!