"Fat aunt, stir-fry two green vegetables and bring me a plate of braised pork." Ye Wenqian responded with a smile.
"Okay! I'll be here soon." The fat aunt happily returned to the house to work.
When the migrant workers around saw her, they all glanced at her secretly, but they were not surprised. They looked more appreciatively, which also showed that she often visited here.
"Today's braised pork at noon is specially made for you."
Ye Wenqian laughed and joked, and after seeing the surprised expression, she continued: "Do you know why I chose to eat here?"
"I don't know." Zhang Yang told the truth.
"Because I have no money, I am a poor guy haha."
It is undeniable that her smile is very charming, unrestrained and without any hypocrisy, her smile is like a flower, like an innocent child.
"A poor man? You drive a sports car and in front of the owner of a car dealership, you have the nerve to say that you are a poor man?"
Zhang Yang smiled and continued: "The key is that you still have a boyfriend from one of the four major families. Is he willing for you to come here to eat?"
"Let me declare first, Song Yehan is my boyfriend, but not my husband, so I will not spend a penny on him before marrying him."
Ye Wenqian's pretty face immediately darkened, and she pursed her lips and continued: "I'll explain it to you and you'll understand."
She paused and said, "It's because I drive a sports car worth nearly a million dollars that I am a poor person. All my money is spent on it."
"Did you buy the car yourself? Isn't it..."
Zhang Yang stopped before he finished speaking. He originally wanted to say, didn't Song Yehan give it to her?
But considering that she just said she wouldn't spend a penny of his money, it seemed too disrespectful for him to ask this again.
"Rich people play with cars for excitement, but poor people like me play with cars for fun."
Ye Wenqian knew the meaning of what he just said, but ignored it and continued: "I am not a rich person, so I spent all my savings to repay the loan to buy this sports car. The little money I earned from being the owner of a car dealership, in addition to repaying the loan,
, just raise it.”
"How much does it cost to maintain a car?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised.
Although I knew that cars were luxury goods, I never expected that I would spend so much money on maintaining them.
"Of course ordinary cars can't cost so much, but racing cars are different."
Ye Wenqian also saw his doubts and explained: "After participating in several competitions, the car's tire suspension was severely damaged, and the prices of these accessories are ridiculously expensive, many of which are imported."
What she said is true. The pursuit of racing is speed, so driving will exceed the normal operating range and cause great damage to the car.
In order to pursue the pleasure of driving and improve the performance of the vehicle, the material of the vehicle accessories is particularly important.
Take basic steel rims as an example. Materials with light weight and high hardness are undoubtedly more beneficial to drifting, but the price is naturally ridiculously expensive.
"It seems that I got a lot of advantage out of you by using your car to study."
Zhang Yang smiled and continued teasingly: "After the game, I will pay to replace these things for you."
"No need, it's not certain whether you can participate in the competition. If your level is too low, there is no need to participate. You are not afraid of embarrassment. I still feel sorry for my car."
Ye Wenqian curled her lips. After a whole morning of driving practice, the two of them became more familiar with each other, and their words became more casual.
"Then I will work hard and try not to embarrass you and not make you feel bad about the car."
Zhang Yang felt that he was beginning to like this girl, not only because she was beautiful, but more importantly because of her unrestrained personality. Anyone who was with her would feel particularly relaxed.
He continued: "Is racing worth it? Can't you try another hobby?"
At this time, the fat aunt brought up a plate of scrambled eggs with cucumbers and fried celery. Of course, there was also a small plate of braised pork on the table.
The stir-fried vegetables are almost as good as boiled ones.
Zhang Yang, who was originally very interested in meat, immediately lost his appetite when he saw the greasy braised pork.
The difference was bad, but money still had to be paid, so Zhang Yang hurriedly paid.
It turned out to be a step too late. Ye Wenqian had already taken out a crumpled twenty yuan from her pocket and handed it over.
"I told you I was going to treat you, but how embarrassed are you to pay for it?" Zhang Yang said politely.
"Why do you have the nerve to say this when you, a big man, spent twenty yuan on a treat?"
At this time, Ye Wenqian's demeanor and behavior were completely opposite to those in the modification shop. She was still cheerful and cheerful, but she was more friendly like a girl next door.
"Then if I have the chance, I'll treat you to a big dinner." Zhang Yang wished to have more interactions with her, and hurriedly agreed to her words.
"Let's talk about it when we have a chance."
Ye Wenqian glanced at the other side of the highway and saw a group of migrant workers erecting a large billboard and continued: "How can hobbies change? This is innate, everyone is different, look over there."
When she said this, her little finger pointed at the billboard that had just been erected. Zhang Yang couldn't help being surprised when he saw it.
The billboard is clearly a classic scene of each other staring at each other in the promotional video shot by himself and Lu Mengxuan, and the advertisement is naturally an advertisement for Haitian Group.
He didn't expect that Feng Yanran would actually promote the company in Beidu, even in the suburbs. Wouldn't there be more in the urban area?
"Do you know Haitian Group?" Ye Wenqian said, obviously not noticing that the man in the promotional picture was Zhang Yang.
"I've heard that I go to college in Donghai City," Zhang Yang said.
"Are you still a student?"
"Um."
"Then what are you doing in Beidu?"
"I attended a friend's wedding. It's over and I will go back soon." Zhang Yang explained.
"I must have heard of Haitian Group in Donghai City."
Surprise flashed across Ye Wenqian's pretty face, and she changed the subject and continued: "Their boss, Feng Yanran, is a born businessman. After taking over the Haitian Group for more than a month, he not only turned the company from losses to profits, but now the company's operations have been involved in various fields.
The company's development focus will be developed in Beidu."
"How do you know this?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise.
It is undeniable that he did not expect that Feng Yanran would have such great ambitions.
What's more important is that it seems that the company has not only gotten rid of the predicament, but has even begun to develop in an all-round way, instead of just relying on drugs.
"Yehan told me."
Ye Wenqian continued with a complicated expression on her pretty face: "He has begun to deal with Haitian Group as his main competitor. This shows how powerful this woman is. I heard that she is only in her twenties and is still a great beauty. If it weren't for Tian
How come you have such ability?"
Her words surprised Zhang Yang. If even a shrewd person like Song Yehan, not to mention the strength of the four major families, began to regard Haitian Group as a competitor, it shows that this girl Feng Yanran's ability is indeed too powerful.
"Actually, she is just more dedicated and hard-working." Zhang Yang answered ambiguously.
"This is also a hobby. Her interest in doing business will stimulate her potential. A woman who can do this is already very successful."
Ye Wenqian sighed and continued: "But if she gets married, will she still be able to maintain this hobby? Having a husband and children will drag her down, and her hobby and ability will gradually disappear.
"
Zhang Yang also believed her words. Although Feng Yanran worked so hard to repay her kindness, he could not deny that she did have a talent for management.
Otherwise, Steve wouldn't be willing to pay her an annual salary of five million to let her join the Botian Group.
Of course, she also knew that Ye Wenqian was just using her as an example to compare with herself, and maybe she was also struggling in her heart at this time.
Does giving up his favorite race for Song Yehan mean that he will give up racing after getting married?
The two of them became silent at first, and without even taking a few bites of food, they left the stall and walked towards the car.
"Do you really like Song Yehan?" Zhang Yang broke the silence and asked.
"Yeah." Ye Wenqian kicked the stones on the road. Although she answered quickly, her tone was no longer so firm.
She didn't know why she said so many words to this man. Even when she saw him raising his middle finger on the elevated road, she felt strong contempt in her heart and looked down on this man.
But just one morning's understanding changed her mind. He was very smart, but his questions were always targeted.
Not only is there no unnecessary nonsense, it is more like a scalpel that can easily tear through the disguise of human instinct.
It allows people to speak their innermost thoughts in a relaxed manner without any pressure.
"Is it just because he's nice to you?"
"It is a blessing for a woman to have a man who truly understands her and treats her well, and she should cherish it." Ye Wenqian admitted sideways.
"What if he doesn't really like you?" Zhang Yang asked inexplicably.
He didn't know why he felt this way. He just felt that men like Song Yehan were extremely smart and it was too easy to understand someone.
What's more, she is a girl without any scheming.
And being nice to her makes people feel fake. Just imagine what kind of woman has not seen a handsome and unrestrained son from one of the four major families?
Even if he likes a girl, would he try so hard to please her? The story of the prince and Cinderella only exists in fairy tales, not to mention that he has business and should be very busy?
"How is that possible?" Ye Wenqian said with dissatisfaction.
"I was just joking, don't take it seriously." Zhang Yang replied apologetically.
"I don't like making jokes like this."
Ye Wenqian's mouth curled up in a helpless arc. She may have felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. She smiled and pointed at the billboard and said, "Look, I found that you are very similar to that person."
The billboard was very large, and the picture was processed at that time, not to mention it was just a side shot, so it was not surprising that she couldn't recognize that Zhang Yang was the same person.
What's more important is that she never even thought that the man with the middle finger would be the hero of the billboard.
"Can't you see that I am that man?"
"cut."
Ye Wenqian waved her little hand and made a disdainful gesture: "Let's go quickly and find a place to practice driving."
"Look, that Japanese dog is looking for you again." Zhang Yang followed her two steps and walked side by side, looking ahead. (To be continued)