Zhong Jiawei sent her to the side of the road. While waiting for the bus, Jiang Xiujing pointed to the Porsche Cayenne parked next to her and asked, "Do you know what kind of car this is?"
Zhong Jiawei hesitated a little, not knowing whether to tell her that this was her car.
Jiang Xiujing mistook her hesitation as lack of understanding, and said even more proudly: "This is a brand of luxury cars, called Porsche, which is very famous. This car is one of Porsche's best-selling cars, called Cayenne.
The minimum price is 1.8 million. People who can drive this car are either rich or noble. You may not be able to afford such a car in your life, but young people must have dreams after all. What if they come true? This
The society is very realistic, especially a beautiful woman like you, who is easily susceptible to all kinds of temptations. If you want to stand upright and walk steadily, you have to work hard to make money. One day you can afford this by yourself.
When you get a car, it’s a real success!”
Zhong Jiawei listened attentively, and then asked: "Auntie, have you already bought this kind of car?"
Jiang Xiujing's words stopped suddenly, and her expression was a little stiff.
Although the factory can earn several million a year, it is not hers alone, there are several shareholders.
Moreover, maternal and infant products are selling well and have only emerged in recent years. In the past, who would be willing to use diapers or drink imported milk powder for their children, let alone whether the clothes are pure cotton.
Nowadays, the sales of maternal and infant products are constantly rising, and the factory's production lines are being increased one by one. This is all money.
All the money earned in recent years has been invested in the factory, leaving no spare money to buy luxury cars.
Besides, even if she really had a few million to spare, Jiang Xiujing would not be willing to spend one million to buy a car.
The car will depreciate as soon as you get it. With this kind of money, you might as well buy a house.
But in front of Zhong Jiawei, she was embarrassed to slap herself in the face, so she could only laugh dryly and said: "Of course, my factory can make millions a year, buying a Porsche is not just a matter of words? You
There’s no need to envy me, just work hard and you may not have a chance in the future.”
Zhong Jiawei nodded and said: "I will work hard to make money."
"Then think carefully about your daughter's commercial shooting. Ten thousand yuan at a time is not a small number. Only I can give you so much." After Jiang Xiujing said that, she opened the taxi door and got in.
Watching the taxi leave, Zhong Jiawei sighed and wondered if this was her husband's relative. She also liked watching people through the cracks in the door too much.
Back in the house, Shao Hailan asked: "What did she tell you? Did she ask you to borrow money?"
"No, she doesn't look like she's here to borrow money. It seems she just wants to find Lingling to shoot an advertisement." Zhong Jiawei said.
"Give her a slap on the ass! It's only 10,000 yuan, and she makes it look like a million. Look at her nostrils turned up in the sky, it's annoying to look at her. Anyway, be careful yourself, as long as you ask for or borrow money, you won't do it.
Let Xiao Jiang keep a low profile and don’t reveal his wealth, you know?" Shao Hailan reminded solemnly.
"I understand." Zhong Jiawei nodded and asked, "Is there anything else to do? The fruit shop is already too busy. I have to go back quickly."
"Go, go, take care of your health, don't be so busy all day long, you're already tired and thin." Shao Hailan said distressedly.
"Got it." Zhong Jiawei smiled at her and waved away.
Seeing his daughter getting into the car and turning the steering wheel skillfully, the Porsche Cayenne quickly disappeared from sight. Shao Hailan suddenly asked: "Tell me, if I really divorced them, would I have to cry to death now?"