"Just just move the car. How big is this? Let's move it now." Qin Qing said. It's normal for cars between neighbors to block other people's paths.
"That car is mine. I'm about to leave, so let's go down together." Du Pengcheng said, and as he said, he took the things and took it first. Uncle Chen nodded to the people and went down,
Leng Yan hesitated for a moment, and then stood up, facing Qin Qing's puzzled gaze, and said, "I came up in a hurry, and the car parked a little bit wrong. The car that Uncle Chen said should be mine."
"Then let's go down and have a look." Liu Fenglan said. Although she almost determined that Leng Yan was a super rich man, she was not completely sure after all. When she heard that his car was downstairs, her eyes suddenly lit up and knew that this was also
An opportunity to understand his true circumstances.
Because a person's value is, you can see one or two things from his car. If you want to talk about a millionaire, he may drive a car worth more than 100,000 yuan, but if you say a billionaire, you will definitely not
Yes, because this is too unclassified, she wants to have a deeper understanding of Leng Yan's situation from this aspect.
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Downstairs of Luoning's house, Du Pengcheng walked down with a few bags of things down, and his feelings were complicated and unexplained.
"It's this one, please move it." Uncle Chen led the way and stopped in a silver-gray car. "Okay!" Du Pengcheng lowered his head, didn't look much, and took out the key with one hand.
, press the insurance, and heard two thuds in my ears. I knew that the insurance was open, so I carried the east to the rear of the car and put the things into the trunk first.
Du Pengcheng pulled the trunk twice, but he was very strong, but he didn't react at all. This made him feel bad and he became more irritable. He raised his foot and kicked the car on the butt.
Didi!
After kicking it down, the car suddenly sounded an alarm. Du Pengcheng was startled and cursed, "Even this broken car can't get along with me." As he said this, he looked up and saw that he was stunned.
The car in front of him was not his broken FAW Toyota, but a magnificent s600 running out. Looking at the bright footprints behind the butt of the car, the cold sweat on his forehead came out, and he was still a little drunk before.
His mind suddenly became clear.
He knew very well that the Mercedes-Benz S600 was more than 2 million yuan. If it was really kicked, he would not be able to pay even if he lost all his money. Thinking of the gifts in his hand, he would never be able to hold on.
He fell to the ground with a thud. Regardless of whether the owner was there, he bent down and pulled up his shirt, saliva on it, and then hurriedly wiped the footprints behind the buttocks of the car.
"I said to my friend, can this car be driven away first? Let us pass it slowly after we go!" A young woman in her early thirties came to Du Pengcheng, frowned and shouted at him, looking at him
There was a little more disdain in my eyes. So what if I drove a Mercedes-Benz? Looking at the clothes, the gifts, and the nervous and painful look, I was a nouveau riche.
"This car is not mine!" Du Pengcheng cried.
"Scared!" The woman was stunned. Unexpectedly, Du Pengcheng would say such words, frowned and said, "Who would it be if it wasn't yours?"
"be mine!"
Leng Yan had already arrived downstairs at this time, and while stroking, he apologized: "I'm sorry, blocking your way and causing trouble for you, I'll move away now!"