If you sell it one day earlier, you will make less than 300,000 yuan. This is undoubtedly a huge loss for this ordinary working-class family.
Even Jiang Hongyan herself felt very uncomfortable. But she didn't want her reaction to aggravate her husband's depression, so she didn't show it so obviously.
Seeing Jiang Zhihao at this moment, Jiang Hongyan felt uncomfortable and just wanted to find something to cover her face.
Her husband, Liang Wenli, didn't think much of it. He pointed at Jiang Zhihao's nose and kept yelling.
Jiang Hongyan caught a glimpse of Ma Xuefeng and Zheng Yeqiu coming towards them, and her face turned pale.
She didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly grabbed Liang Wenli and said, "Don't scold him, he is my nephew Jiang Zhihao, and he is a member of his own family!"
"Is he Jiang Zhihao?" Liang Wenli was stunned for a moment, and then said with a gloomy face: "So what if we are a family, if we do something wrong, we will still be scolded!"
Jiang Zhihao looked at him and said softly: "This is a motorway. You are non-motorized vehicles, and you are also riding with people. Taxis park normally to pick up and drop off passengers, and there is nothing illegal. You are still here and are not letting me go.
It’s not too much.”
The taxi driver stuck his head out of the window and said, "Did you hear that? What the young man said is so good. There is obviously a non-motorized lane, but there is no one there. Why do you have to come to our motorized lane? Just come here.
No, it’s still unreasonable.”
"Whoever you say is unreasonable, try saying it again!" Liang Wenli pointed at the taxi driver and said angrily.
The taxi driver didn't say anything more and drove away.
"Why are you pulling me? If you hadn't pulled me, I would have beaten that guy up!" Liang Wenli complained, and then said to Jiang Zhihao: "And you, why are your elbows turned out? No wonder your aunt said you
It’s so heartless that I came back ten years ago and the result is still like this..."
Seeing Ma Xuefeng and others getting closer and closer, Jiang Hongyan's face became paler. She couldn't think anymore and gave Liang Wenli a hard twist.
This time he used a lot of force, Liang Wenli jumped up in pain, rubbed the injured area desperately, and said angrily: "You are crazy! Why do you twist me when you have nothing to do!"
"Did you see Mr. Ma coming over there? He is Jiang Zhihao's friend." Jiang Hongyan said.
"What Mr. Ma? Whose friend is he? It's none of my business!" Liang Wenli said unhappily.
"Mr. Ma is Ma Xuefeng. Have you never heard of this name?"
Just as Liang Wenli was about to say something, he suddenly remembered the origin of the name. He was stunned for a moment, and then looked over there.
When he saw a face that he had seen from a distance appear in his field of vision, Liang Wenli felt no joy at all, only endless fear.
That was Brother Ma, whom no one in Laining dared to mess with! He once led his men and caused a storm in this city.
Even though he is now a clean slate, many of his contemporaries in their 40s and 50s still have lingering fears.