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Chapter 137 Poor ghost?

After the head teacher made some opening remarks, the parent-teacher meeting officially began.

This was the first parent-teacher meeting, and since the children were young, the head teacher talked more about parents educating their children at home and developing habits.

Niannian sat in Jiao Yuyan's arms and obediently listened to the class teacher's words.

Chen Qiye didn't care, it was just half an hour of meditation.

"Okay, that's it for today's parent-teacher meeting. I hope all parents can guide their children correctly when they go back."

After saying that, the head teacher left.

Chen Qiye was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. This parent-teacher meeting was... it felt like it had no beginning or end.

I just came here and listened to a bunch of nonsense.

After spending time with Nian Nian in the classroom for a while, Chen Qiye and Jiao Yuyan should go back. Today is not the weekend, and the children still need to go to class.

The parents left one by one.

"Goodbye, Mom and Dad." Nian Nian was a little reluctant to say goodbye, but she behaved well and did not cry on the spot like some other children.

"Nian Nian, be good, mom will pick you up this afternoon." Jiao Yuyan said with a smile.

"Where's dad? Isn't dad coming?" Nian Nian looked at Chen Qiye and asked.

"Dad is coming too."

"Okay! Nian Nian will be waiting for you then!"

Chen Qiye nodded. As a father, he couldn't help but sigh, Nian Nian has really grown up.

"Mr. Chen, are you interested in going to my restaurant?"

Just as Jiao Yuyan and Jiao Yuyan walked out of the school gate, the man who handed over the business card earlier said.

If I remember correctly, the other party seemed to be named Zhang Jun.

"No, thank you." Chen Qiye shook his head, he was not interested.

Zhang Jun didn't force it, and said with a smile: "See you at the next cocktail party."

Chen Qiye said nothing and walked out of the school with Jiao Yuyan.

Watching the two of them walk out of the school gate, Zhang Jun murmured: "Are you really a poor guy?"

Previously, he thought that Chen Qiye was a rich man. After all, neither the other party nor Jiao Yuyan had the temperament that ordinary people could have.

But the two of them didn't even have a car, and Zhang Jun's eyes turned contemptuous.

You know, most of the parents here basically drove here, and some even had dedicated drivers. In Qingzhou City, Ivy Kindergarten is the best school.

In other words, the children who go to school here, no matter their family or background, are not comparable to ordinary people.

It was precisely because of this that Zhang Jun had the intention to make friends with Chen Qiye.

Now it seems that he thought too much.

"Hey, a country bumpkin, you're putting on airs in front of me?" Zhang Jun said with disdain.

Little did he know, Chen Qiye heard all this.

In the afternoon, Jiao Yuyan did not go to work because she had to pick up Niannian.

"Are you sure you want to drive this car to pick up Nian Nian?" Jiao Yuyan asked. She felt a little ostentatious about driving a sports car, or a limited edition Lamborghini.

"Yes, isn't a car just for driving?"

Chen Qiye sat in the driver's seat and said, "Let's get in the car and pick up my daughter."

Jiao Yuyan thought for a while and got into the car without saying anything.

The roaring engine sounded like an airplane, emitting a blood-boiling jet sound, attracting the attention of many people, and some even quickly took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

The black titanium alloy body glitters in the sun, making it a bit dazzling.

"This car seems to be a limited edition!"

"Isn't it possible? Who will open a limited edition!"

"Really, if you check it online, you will find a special identity plate, so you can't fake it at all."

Many people checked online and found that it was indeed a limited edition, and started talking about it. Sports cars are not uncommon these days, but this kind of limited-edition sports car worth tens of millions is still very rare.

Unfortunately, in the blink of an eye, the car has disappeared.

Outside Ivy Kindergarten.

As soon as Zhang Jun got out of the car, many parents gathered around him.

"Boss Zhang, your restaurant is really good." A man said.

"Yes, the red wine inside is all original from French wineries and has a pure taste."

"Boss Zhang is very capable. There are wineries in France."

Listening to the words of the parents around him, Zhang Jun looked modest and said: "It's nothing, it's just a small business, only four to five million a year."

Many parents took a deep breath when they heard this.

Those who can go to Ivy League Kindergarten are naturally not poor, but there are not many people with Zhang Jun's wealth.

"Mr. Zhang, is this a Mercedes-Benz S-Class?" a parent suddenly asked.

Zhang Jun nodded and said with a smile: "Well, the top-notch one will only cost 2 million, so it's just enough."

Many people were silent.

A car costs two million, which is really not something they can compare to.

"You don't know that this S-class Mercedes-Benz is comfortable to drive and has luxurious configurations. However, compared to the BMW, it still lacks the driving feel. The power is smooth but does not feel powerful."

Many people nodded.

Although no one among them has ever driven a top flagship model in the Mercedes-Benz or BMW class, they have still heard the saying "drive a Mercedes-Benz and ride a BMW".

For a moment, Zhang Jun stood out among many parents.

Originally, he didn't want to come over to pick up the child. Usually the driver came over, but today there was a parent-teacher meeting, and Zhang Jun felt like a cat scratching his heart when he thought of Jiao Yuyan.

I feel very unhappy!

How can a poor man be worthy of such a beautiful woman?!

If only...

Zhang Jun thought happily.

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, a low roar, like the roar of a wild animal, attracted everyone's attention.

I saw a black monster-like Lamborghini sports car, shining in the sun, roaring towards me, and everyone was stunned.

Especially the logo on the front of the car body, which represents the limited edition, surprised them even more.

Originally, Lamborghini's sports cars were not cheap, let alone limited-edition ones. I have never eaten pork, but I have always seen pigs running around. This car is expensive at first glance.

"Isn't this the limited edition Lamborghini sports car released before?"

"I didn't expect it to be available in Qingzhou City. I heard that I couldn't even buy this car if I had any connections. Now the price on the black market is as high as 50 million!"

"That's natural. This kind of car will be out of print once it's sold out!"

For men, luxury cars are always a topic they can’t finish talking about, and they are also their dreams.

"Look, this car is coming towards us!"

Everyone looked and saw that, sure enough, this limited-edition Lamborghini was driving to Ivy Kindergarten. In other words, this was also the parent of a certain student.

"prick!"

I saw the Lamborghini make a beautiful side drift, and the car instantly rotated ninety degrees on the spot and stopped sideways in front of them.

Everyone said nothing. They really wanted to see which child's parents this was. It seemed like they hadn't seen the parent-teacher conference in the morning!

When the car door opened and saw the people getting out of the car, everyone was dumbfounded.

Especially Zhang Jun.

hiss!

It turned out to be him?!

Zhang Jun rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe that the bumpkin in his eyes was actually driving such a luxury car!

After taking a closer look, I finally had to accept this fact.

No one else thought of it either.

After all, Chen Qiye didn't drive before. In his opinion, the other party was just pretending to be fat, deliberately bought expensive clothes, and finally refused to go to his restaurant because he was afraid of exposing his secret.

But now...

He is a little confused!

Poor guy?

The person who drives a global limited-edition sports car is a poor man, so who is he?

Aren’t they worse than poor people? (To be continued)


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