There were eight people sitting around the sofa in the hall of the villa.

Ye Mozhu, Wang Wan'er, Su Yu, Bai Yang, and Gao Qingsong are all friends of Zhang Xiaojian.

Of course, they all know that Zhang Xiaojian is rich, and the music scene also proves that Zhang Xiaojian is not ordinary rich.

But it cost less than 100 million to buy land, and it didn't count tens of millions of dollars to build later.

Today is different, today Zhang Xiaojian bought a plane.

Not one hundred million or two billion, but three billion without blinking an eye.

This number is indeed shocking, and the richest among them, Gao Qingsong, has grown up to be able to stuff an egg's mouth and look at Zhang Xiaojian.

Not to mention the others, they all looked at each other with staring eyes, and their expressions were a little rich.

Only Ye Mozhu's little face didn't know why it was a little heavy, and there was some complexity in his eyes.

It is difficult for others to guess the little girl's heart, only she knows, the more she knows how rich Zhang Xiaojian is, the more she feels that she is farther away from Zhang Xiaojian.

This is the cause that her parents planted for her.

Rich, young, good-looking, with a good personality, with blood in his bones and enthusiasm for people.

Such a man is good, but he is also dangerous.

What she didn't know was that Zhang Xiaojian's mind was now full of playing games with her.

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In addition to these five people, Mr. Captain picked his ears, thinking that he was hallucinating.

Shen Ling, the sales consultant, was sure that she heard Zhang Xiaojian's words clearly, but intellectually she didn't allow herself to tell herself that she was sure she heard Zhang Xiaojian's words clearly, so she asked again: "Sir, what did you say?"

ZHANG XIAOJIAN POINTED TO THE AIRBUS A380 ON THE IPAD AND SAID, "I SAID I WANTED THIS PLANE." Flash"

Shen Ling took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Xiaojian's flat expression, and felt his blood pressure soar and his heart beat wildly.

Seeing that her face suddenly felt a little wrong, turning from white to red, and then to miserable white, Zhang Xiaojian immediately asked, "Are you okay?"

Shen Ling hurriedly shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

She didn't know why it was all her own heartbeat in her ears now.

It's like people don't understand why Zhang Xiaojian can buy this plane so plainly.

Shen Ling, who sold this plane, is now difficult to understand, why his face suddenly changed, and why he looked like he was about to have a heart attack.

Three billion planes, actually sold?

That's the Skytrain A380, and the last customer was an Arabian prince...

How much can you smoke among them?

Wait a minute, the money has not arrived, and I can't relax a bit.

Shen Ling raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaojian, revealing a hint of murderous aura.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't know that Shen Ling had now regarded himself as an object that he had to conquer on the battlefield.

In order to complete this order quickly, Shen Ling pretended to be calm, and said in his heart: "Mr. Zhang, I will contact the sales representative of Airbus Europe to sign an order contract with you, before you need to pay a deposit, after the deposit is paid, you can immediately start to customize everything in the cabin." Flash"

Zhang Xiaojian nodded: "Okay,"

Although he is bland, does the more bland he is, the more bottom-up he is?

Shen Ling couldn't suppress another burst of heartbeat.

She told herself it was true.

It's really true.

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Ten minutes later.

Shen Ling let go of a worried heart, and only felt that everything was like a dream, like a dream.

Because the deposit has already been remitted to the company's account.

After Zhang Xiaojian paid the deposit, he asked, "Is there nothing better than this one?"

Shen Ling subconsciously said: "I'm afraid that the private jet is only comparable to the US imperialist's presidential special aircraft, Air Force One." ”

Zhang Xiaojian nodded with satisfaction, and then clapped his hands: "Okay, this matter is over for the time being, today is Wan'er's birthday, don't keep staring at me, staring at her." ”

Wang Wan'er glanced at Zhang Xiaojian: "You have money, it's better to look at you." ”

Everyone burst into laughter, Gao Qingsong turned around to get wine, and happened to see the Hong Xin book in the corner of the hall.

The two looked at each other, and it was not good to pretend that they didn't see each other.

So Gao Qingsong said to Zhang Xiaojian and others: "You guys talk first." "Went in the direction of Hong Xinshu.

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Gao Qingsong and Hong Xinshu have known each other for a long time.

Gao Qingsong is nineteen, Hong Xinshu is fourteen, and he is five years older.

Not long after Hong Xinshu dropped out of school, that is, when Hong Xinshu was only thirteen, he played seriously with Gao Qingsong and Gao Qingsong's former friends for a while.

Later, Gao Qingsong found that this kid's brain circuit was not normal, and he didn't let go of any girl, down to the junior high school at least the woman, who seemed to have a little kidney deficiency at such a young age, and didn't know how many things to cause, so he naturally stayed away.

"Long time no see, Xin Shu. ”

Hong Xinshu looked at Gao Qingsong and smiled slightly: "Okay, Qingsong, now it's time to hug your thighs." ”

When Gao Qingsong heard this, he knew that Zhang Xiaojian's purchase of the air train just now was probably all seen in the eyes and ears of this kid.

In the face of this slightly ridiculous, but obviously sarcastic words, he smiled: "To be honest, I really didn't know he was so rich when I knew his thighs." ”

After a while, Gao Qingsong asked, "It's you, who is that girl?"

Gao Qingsong understands the book of Hong Xin.

Hong Xinshu, a teenager with X-worm brains, has no reason to appear here at all except for falling in love with the girl.

Hong Xinshu didn't hide it, and glanced at Su Yu: "It's her, Gao Leng Iceberg." ”

Saying that, he turned his eyes again and looked at Ye Mozhu: "Actually, she's not bad, but she seems to be a girl on your thighs." ”

Gao Qingsong followed his gaze to determine Hong Xinshu's goal, and then frowned: "I think it's best for you not to mess with either." ”

Hong Xinshu raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter, after hugging your thighs, you won't be you?"

Gao Qingsong didn't hide it, looked at Su Yu and said, "The key is that I also like her, it's different from yours." ”

Hong Xinshu laughed when he heard this: "Then the two of us are rivals in love? Don't be enemies in love, isn't it good to be a bridge?"

Hearing the words 'Lianqiao', Gao Qingsong's face sank suddenly.

In the north, this word was originally used to describe the relationship between sisters and husbands, and later it was more used in society for the relationship between men who had played with the same girl.

Especially in the circle, this kind of bridge relationship between good friends abounds, not to mention that Jiangcheng is a small place, and there are so many people who can play often, so if you really want to open up, you may be able to talk about it.

Gao Qingsong didn't like this title very much, and said in a deep voice: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, in fact, the thighs and Su Yu in your eyes are small." ”

Hong Xinshu raised his eyebrows again: "What's the matter? Do you really think that buying a 3 billion private jet can bluff me? It's not that my family can't afford it!"

Gao Qingsong glanced at Hong Xinshu with idiot eyes: "You can pull it down, your small company has a market value of 10 billion, and your father can take out no more than 10 family foundations, if you can afford it, you can really buy it, but it is estimated that you have to sell the company." ”

After saying this, he patted Hong Xinshu on the shoulder, looked at Hong Xinshu's ugly face and added: "You are young, you have to learn to weigh yourself." ”