Chapter 11: The Egg of the Year and the Month
Liang Hong was stunned on the spot!
Su Tianxiong and Zhou Tai also stared at each other with big eyes.
Tang Sanqian rented a luxury car worth more than three million?
How can it be!
He is a waste, and the money has been taken away by Liang Hong, how can he have the money to rent such a good car?
Tang Sanqian sat in the car and said lightly: "It's not too early, if you don't go, then I'll go by myself." ”
Liang Hong came back to his senses, glanced at Su Tianxiong, and the two immediately walked to the Mercedes-Benz.
With Mercedes-Benz S600, who will take a Passat!
Is it face-saving to drive a Passat to pick up people?
Compared with Mercedes-Benz S600, there is a hairy face!
The difference between cloud and mud cannot be compared.
Watching the Mercedes-Benz drive away, Zhou Tai stood in place in a daze.
In the car, Liang Hong stroked the interior of the car.
Although she doesn't understand cars, she also knows whether luxury is or not.
The leather seats, like a large soft sofa, don't want to get up when you lie down.
Every place you can touch feels so just right.
As it drove up, there was hardly any sound in the car.
This is the real luxury car!
Su Tianxiong had already seen the luxury of this car, and after being silent for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Tang Sanqian, whose car is this?"
Liang Hong also looked at Tang Sanqian.
She knows better than anyone else what Tang Sanqian's situation is, rent? That's impossible, Tang Sanqian doesn't have the money.
Borrowing: Tang Sanqian didn't have any friends at all, how could he borrow it?
"A friend's there. Tang Sanqian said lightly.
"Friend, what friend, what's your name?", Su Tianxiong asked.
"He doesn't know you. ”
Tang Sanqian replied lightly.
Asked again, Tang Sanqian was casually prevaricating.
How could he not understand the thoughts of this old man?
I'm afraid that after asking clearly, I want to go to the flames.
Hearing Tang Sanqian's words, Su Tianxiong was a little disappointed.
Judging from those words, Tang Sanqian's so-called friend is probably also something that cannot be put on the stage.
"Tang Sanqian, being poor is not terrible, being poor is the most terrible, being a man should be upright and upright. ”
After speaking, Su Tianxiong closed his eyes.
When I arrived at the high-speed rail station, I didn't wait long, and a tall woman wearing professional attire, with white skin and snow, walked out.
She wore big sunglasses that covered most of her face.
The remaining delicate nose can already make people see her delicate and flawless face.
This person is Sheng Hai's first three beauties, Tang Sanqian's wife, Guoguo's mother, Su Yuhe.
On Su Yuhe's side, followed by a man with a shiny face and a round and fat body.
Giorgio Armani proves his worth.
This man, Tang Sanqian knew, his name was Sun Mingming, and he was the heir of the Sun family of the wealthy family of Tianhai.
He has pursued Su Yuhe for many years, even if Su Yuhe is a wife and a mother, he is still stalking.
Seeing the two of them come out at the same time, Tang Sanqian's face instantly became gloomy.
Maybe last night......
Just when Tang Sanqian was full of thoughts, Su Tianxiong and Liang Hong hurriedly greeted him.
"Ouch Sun Shao, it's too troublesome for you! You are too busy to get away this day, and you have to take time to take care of Yuhe. ”
Liang Hong looked flattering, if Su Yuhe can marry Sun Mingming, then she and Su Tianxiong will inevitably rise again, and even surpass the Su family!
Looking back at Tang Sanqian again, Liang Hong's face was full of disdain.
Put the two together, it's just an ugly duckling and a white swan.
No, Tang Sanqian is not even as good as an ugly duckling!
The ugly duckling can still turn into a white swan, but what about Tang Sanqian?
Sun Mingming smiled: "Auntie, you are too polite, taking care of Yuhe is my business!"
Hearing this voice, Tang Sanqian sighed in his heart!
Isn't this the same voice that was the same as the man who answered the phone last night?
At this moment, Tang Sanqian was completely chilled!