"Eighty thousand...Brother, I remember your car, it's been seven or eight years old."
Wang Qiang couldn't help but said.
Although he is honest, he is not a fool.
You can buy a new second-hand car with 80,000 yuan.
What's more, the car Zhao Bo bought originally cost only about 100,000 yuan.
However, seven or eight years ago, one hundred thousand was still worth a lot.
For this reason, he comes to show off almost every year and festival.
"What's wrong with it being open for 7 or 8 years? Mine is Japanese-made."
Zhao Bo put the key on the table, "I'm not here for you, I mainly want to protect my sister from the wind and rain."
Wang Qiang turned around and looked at his wife Zhao Hong.
Zhao Hong's face was also a little ugly, and she whispered: "Brother, we have indeed saved some money in the past few years, but we are planning to have a child in the near future, and we really don't have any extra money."
"You want a child? Are you crazy? Can you afford it?"
Zhao Bo looked at Zhao Hong, "Little sister, how much have you saved?"
"Sixty to seventy thousand."
Zhao Hong lowered his head and said.
Feng Lin shook his head slightly. Since he saw it, he should help him.
Wang Qiang and his wife seemed to be very afraid of this man.
"Lao Qiang, who is this to you?"
Feng Lin stood up and asked with a smile.
"This is my uncle, my wife's eldest brother." Wang Qiang explained.
"Lao Qiang, it's best to buy a first-hand car. Don't buy a second-hand car from a relative."
Feng Lin smiled and patted Wang Qiang on the shoulder, "If something goes wrong, both parties will be embarrassed."
"Who are you? Are you responsible for my family's affairs?"
Zhao Bo raised his face and glanced at Feng Lin disdainfully.
"Feng Lin, if the car breaks down, my brother will definitely help repair it. I don't need the money."
Wang Qiang hurriedly grabbed Feng Lin's arm.
"Oh, what does bro do? Since we are not short of money, just give it to me for free. It's just an old car."
Feng Lin came outside and looked at the white car parked in front of the door, "This car looks like it's going to be scrapped, and you still want to sell it for 80,000 yuan. Isn't this a scam?"
"You brat! Be polite when you speak!"
Zhao Bo's face was gloomy, he pointed at Wang Qiang and shouted, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you drive him away!"
Wang Qiang sighed deeply and said to Feng Lin: "Feng Lin, please go back first and take the time to apologize to you. You really can't offend my brother."
"Haha, we are old classmates after all, so we won't cause any trouble for you."
Feng Lin took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the license plate number, and walked away, "I'll bring my car and leave."
"good."
Wang Qiang nodded, walked into the restaurant, took two bottles of drinks from the refrigerator, and handed them to Ailian, "Little girl, take these and drink."
Ailian was not polite, took the drink in her hand and walked out.
Wang Qiang followed him out.
Feng Lin asked the superiors to check the car along the way to see if there was anything wrong with it.
If not, Wang Qiang is willing to buy the favor, and Feng Lin doesn't stop him.
Everyone has their own ideas.
I drove my own car and came to Wang Qiang Restaurant.
Feng Lin stopped the car.
The unique sound of a sports car made everyone around look askance.
General sports cars are exclusive to first-tier cities.
It's rare in this kind of place.
"Fuck! Feng Lin, sports car?"
Wang Qiang was shocked. Men usually know a lot about cars.
As long as it is a sports car, the cheapest one costs upwards of 500,000 yuan.
Zhao Bo and Zhao Hong, who were in the restaurant, also walked out.
Sure enough, I found out it was a sports car.
Ailian walked over and sat in the passenger seat.
Feng Lin got out of the car, took out his cell phone and said, "Look, I asked my friend to check this car just now. It's a mortgaged car."
Wang Qiang glanced at it, turned around in disbelief, and looked at Zhao Bo, "This car is no longer in your name!"
No matter how stupid he is, he still knows what this means.
Give him the money today, and the real owner of the car may be found tomorrow.
"Zhao Bo! Are you here to steal our money?"
Wang Qiang scolded angrily.
Zhao Hong couldn't believe it either, "Brother, you... didn't you say your annual salary was five hundred thousand? Why are you cheating us?"
"I……"
Zhao Bo found out that the matter was exposed and looked at Feng Lin viciously.
But if someone drives a sports car, he must be the second generation of rich people.
He is an ordinary person and cannot afford to offend others.
After thinking for a while, he could only admit that he was unlucky.
"Qiangzi, my shop has been closed for two years, and now I still owe hundreds of thousands in foreign debt. Thinking that your business has been good in the past few years, I want to use your money to pay off the debt."
Zhao Bo lost his previous superiority and grabbed Wang Qiang's arm and said.
"Two years? Last year during the Chinese New Year, at mom's house, didn't you scold me? Didn't you say I was worthless?"
Wang Qiang asked.
"Don't I find it embarrassing? During the Chinese New Year, I am pretending to be fat."
Zhao Bo said embarrassedly.
"You are so embarrassed, why are you scolding me?"
Wang Qiang was furious.
This Zhao Bo has shown dissatisfaction ever since Wang Qiang married his sister.
I think he is a farmer from a small town and is not worthy of their small county town.
Unexpectedly, now that I have no money, I am still showing off in front of him.
If it hadn't been for Feng Lin today, he would have defrauded him of the tens of thousands of dollars he had worked so hard to save.
"Little sister, I really have no money now. Your sister-in-law is making trouble to divorce me again. Please give me your money. When I make a comeback, I will pay it back tenfold!"
Zhao Bo found that Wang Qiang was useless, so he had to ask his sister.
When Feng Lin saw this, he knew that his mission was completed.
The rest is their family affairs.
"Lao Qiang, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving."
Feng Lin took out a hundred yuan and stuffed it into Wang Qiang's pocket, "This is food money."
"I can't take this money. If it weren't for you, our children's milk powder money would have been defrauded."
Wang Qiang hurriedly handed the money to Feng Lin, "You haven't eaten the food yet, take it."
"I'm not polite to you anymore."
Feng Lin smiled, took the money again, and drove away.
"Qiangzi, don't let him go. This friend of yours drives a multi-million supercar. He can repay the debt I owe with whatever living expenses he has."
Zhao Bo begged Wang Qiang.
"What the hell are you dreaming about!"
Wang Qiang returned to him exactly what he said to him just now.
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"Feng Lin! Got through!"
Ailian was in the car and called again.
A loud old man's voice came from the opposite side, "Who is it?"
"Do you know Li Hentian? He asked us to give you something."
Ailian said into the phone, "Excuse me, where are you?"
"Li Hen! I'm in Lihua Village outside Biancheng. I just went to work in the fields and didn't take my mobile phone."
The old man opposite yelled, "When you arrive, ask about the civil and military authority, and you will know where I live."
"Okay! We'll go there right away."
Ailian hung up the phone and looked at Feng Lin.
Feng Lin checked the map and immediately turned around.
After entering the rural road, the two got off the car and Feng Lin loaded the sports car into the space ring.
They showed off their energy one after another.
In a few minutes, we arrived at Lihua Village.
At the entrance of the village, there was an old man wearing white short-sleeved clothes sitting here.
He has silver hair, his face is full of wrinkles, and his body must have been exposed to the sun for many years, making him very dark.
Typical image of rural elderly.
The corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles, and when he squinted his eyes, he couldn't even see his pupils.
"Li Hentian asked you to come, right?"
The old man came over bent over with a shovel on his back.
