Su Wanqing looked angry and said: "Qian Junjie, please be polite, she is my friend's mother!"
"Friend?" Qian Junjie narrowed his eyes slightly.
It's the end of the year, and most of the people who go out to buy are New Year's goods.
Looking at Su Wanqing's cart also confirmed his guess.
The most important thing is that you can accompany your friend’s mother to buy New Year’s goods. What kind of relationship does it take to achieve this?
"Boyfriend or girlfriend?" Qian Junjie asked jealously.
Su Wanqing said coldly: "This has nothing to do with you."
Su Wanqing's attitude confirmed Qian Junjie's guess. Just now, she felt that she was very happy and the beautiful days of love and shopping had begun. However, when she saw that Su Wanqing already had a boyfriend, she suddenly became jealous.
"Wan Qing, you know, I have always liked you from the day we met when you joined the industrial bank, and I still do now. How can you find a boyfriend so casually?"
Qian Junjie frowned, his words full of superiority, "I am now working on a project in Nanlinjiang. A project worth tens of millions can earn at least one million. Where does your boyfriend work? He can make it in his lifetime.
Earn 1 million?"
"Wan Qing, times have changed now. In this society, only those who are rich are the real men. You are so beautiful. If you just find a random man and follow him for the rest of your life, why bother? Why don't you stay with me? If nothing else, at least you can
Live a life superior to others.”
Su Wanqing was shocked by Qian Junjie's shamelessness. She laughed angrily and said, "You are superior to others? How can you be superior to others? In your eyes, money is so important?"
"Of course money is important." Qian Junjie curled his lips and educated him earnestly: "You still don't understand the dangers and reality of this world. I am two years older than you and have seen more. You have to believe me. If you don't have money, you will
You're a bastard, if you have money, you'll be a master."
"Especially for a beautiful girl like you, if you don't find a rich boyfriend like me, who else will be worthy of you?"
As he spoke, Qian Junjie pointed at Liu Xiufang and sneered: "Your boyfriend's mother is so virtuous and dressed so shabbily. She is no different from women in the countryside. How can a rich person come from such a family?"
"Shut up!" An extremely angry Su Wanqing interrupted Qian Junjie's words directly, "Don't think that you can insult people casually because you are a little proud. Do you think your little money is great? I don't care at all!"
Qian Junjie laughed and said: "So I said you are not very experienced in the world and don't understand the cruelty of reality at all. But it doesn't matter. You will gradually understand it in the future. But now, I can't bear to watch you being deceived by other men's sweet words."
Already."
As he spoke, Qian Junjie stared at Liu Xiufang coldly and said, "Old man, go back and tell your son that he has lost his mind because he stole a woman from me, Qian Junjie."
"Tell him to get out and ask around. I, Qian Junjie, am working on a project in the provincial capital. I know a lot of people. I can crush your family to death with just a little help from my contacts. If you are smart, get out!"
"You!" Liu Xiufang was trembling with anger. Although she was born in a rural area and had lived in that small village for most of her life, she was not as aggressive as rural women. On the contrary, she had never blushed with anyone.
Liu Xiufang, who had lived forty or fifty years old, had never been humiliated like this before. She was so angry that she almost lost her breath and couldn't even utter a word.