Chapter 67 Whose BMW X7?
In the car, Lu Baobao looked around like a curious baby, looking around with a pair of watery eyes, looking at everything in the car.
"Jiang Bo, your car looks so high-end, BMW, when did you buy it?"
"Last month. β
"Last month, we met before that, why didn't we see you open?"
"Last time it was close, didn't drive. β
Lu Baobao nodded slightly, and said, "Then this car costs a lot of money, right?"
Jiang Bo: "More than a million. β
More than a million!
Lu Baobao said: "My good man, you are really rich, driving a car of more than one million, I really envy you to death, alas, you say, when will I be as rich as you?"
Jiang Bo thought seriously for a moment and replied, "Next life." β
"???" Lu Baobao was stunned, then bared his teeth, straightened his waist and stared at Jiang Bo fiercely: "If you talk like this, aren't you afraid that I will stone you to death in the car?"
Jiang Bo slowed down the car, turned his head and looked her up and down for two seconds with deep eyes, and said meaningfully: "It's not big enough, I'm afraid it won't kill you." β
Lu Baobao didn't understand it at first, but after seeing the banter in Jiang Bo's eyes, he understood.
Suddenly, Lu Baobao's face became as if it was stained with blood, and it turned red.
She said angrily: "Just drive your car well, hmph, I don't want to talk to you anymore." β
I drove all the way to the hotel where Hu Xiaoming got married, because there were more than one person holding the wedding today, and there were too many cars, and there was no parking space in the hotel.
Therefore, Jiang Bo could only park the car outside the hotel relatively casually and move it after eating.
"Hey, how much money are you going to take with you?" Lu Baobao followed Jiang Bo and asked in a low voice.
"Ten thousand. Jiang Bo said casually.
There is no need for more, and you can't take it out if you have less.
Lu Baobao muttered: "You are really generous, I will have a thousand yuan." And I don't know when I will get married in the future, and it is still unknown whether this money can be recovered......"
Jiang Bo didn't go to debate with Lu Baobao, a little money fan, and after going to give a gift, he talked with Hu Xiaoming for two minutes, and then found a seat and sat down.
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Twelve o'clock in the afternoon.
After witnessing a couple get married in the auditorium, head to the restaurant to start eating.
Among the high school classmates, there were not many people who came to attend Hu Xiaoming's wedding, only a dozen or so, everyone made up a table, and the others were relatives and friends of Hu Xiaoming and Yang Li.
Lu Baobao sat next to Jiang Bo, and then pulled Zhou Jiahui over, and the two girls whispered, not knowing what they were talking about.
The boys drank and ate food while chatting with each other.
"Yo, everyone's here, I'm late, I'm sorry. β
Just two minutes after the meal began, a young man wearing a suit and tie and a black leather bag under his arm came to this table.
Jiang Bo glanced at it and was sure that it was an old classmate named Zhou Mao.
When he was in school, Zhou Mao was short, thin, very naughty, he took care of playing lol every day, and he was not serious about studying, and he was reprimanded by the old road, but he did not repent, so that he was not admitted to university in the end.
But now I look at it, it's oily, pot-bellied, full of style, and it seems to be a good mix.
Wang Kecheng took the lead and said: "Lao Zhou, today is the day of the class leader's joy, you are actually late, can you give an explanation?"
Zhou Mao smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I'm too busy with this business, I didn't go away for a while, don't be angry, everyone, I'll punish myself." β
"One cup, three cups. β
"Good, good, three glasses, three glasses. β
After Zhou Mao punished himself with three cups, he pulled over a stool and sat down.
A group of old classmates chatted while eating, and turned over all the interesting and embarrassing things they used to study, which made everyone laugh and the atmosphere was very lively.
"By the way, Zhou Mao, what have you been doing lately, dressed so decently and classy, I remember the last time I saw you, you still drove an Audi A6, right?" a classmate asked curiously.
Everyone's eyes were on Zhou Mao.
Zhou Maole smiled happily, waved his hand and said, "What kind of grade am I, I just wear it indiscriminately, and this body is not worth tens of thousands of yuan." That Audi was also bought as a last resort to serve as a card, and it cost me 500,000 yuan, and my heart was bleeding. β
Wang Kecheng scolded: "Fuck, Zhou Mao, you girl, are you pretending to be forced like this? Hurry up and tell me what you have done, making such a fortune?"
Zhou Mao sighed: "Actually, I'm also very difficult, you all know, I was naughty in high school and didn't get admitted to college, and I went out to work after graduation, only to find out later that it was difficult to move an inch in a big city without a degree, and I couldn't find any good jobs at all, so I could only move bricks and tie steel bars."
After working on the construction site for more than a year, I really couldn't do it anymore, so I went back to Yucheng and took out a loan to open a barbecue restaurant with someone.
Originally, I just wanted to live a foolish life, and I would be satisfied with one day at a time, but I didn't expect my barbecue restaurant to catch fire.
Later, from one to more than 20 now, it attracted some people to invest, although the stall was expanded, but the profits were also evenly shared.
Now, the annual income is only seven or eight hundred thousand, although I can't make any money, but it's still no problem to make a living. β
Wang Kecheng's face darkened: "I don't want to talk to you." β
"I vomited, I earn seven or eight hundred thousand a year, and I can't make any money?"
"Zhou Mao, you're too strong, can you take me, I can't even afford to eat now. β
"In our class, I'm afraid it's going to be a few weeks of Mao now, right? I didn't expect him to be unable to study before, but now the business is so big. β
"So, no matter how good this study is, it's useless, going into social development and studying in school are two different things. β
Lu Baobao glanced at Jiang Bo beside him, and said in a low voice: "They said that Zhou Mao mixed the best, are you convinced?"
"If there is anything to convince or not, don't stir up trouble. Jiang Bo glared at her, don't mess around.
Lu Baobao smiled coquettishly and said, "I'm not so naΓ―ve, but I think you are better than him, and besides, he has the air of a nouveau riche all over his body, but you are much better than him." β
Jiang Bo smiled and didn't speak, in fact, he Jiang Bo is also a nouveau riche, but he is more low-key than Zhou Mao, and he has nothing to be proud of.
At this time, a hotel staff member suddenly ran in and hurriedly asked, "Excuse me, who is the BMW X7 with license plate number 1314 outside the hotel?"
"BMW X7?Jiang Bo, is it yours?" said Lu Baobao.
Jiang Bo nodded, stood up and raised his hand and said, "Mine, what's wrong?"
The staff hurriedly walked over and said, "Sir, it's great to finally find you."
Yes, because your car is parked on the road, and a lady is in a hurry to leave, but her car can't get out, so she has to ask you to move it, or you give me the keys and I'll move it for you. β
"Why didn't you say call me, I wrote the number on it?" Jiang Bo said.
"I did, but you didn't answer. The staff smiled wryly.
Jiang Bo took out his mobile phone and took a look, and found that there were indeed a few missed calls, "I'm sorry, my phone seems to be muted." β
"It's okay, then please ......"
"I can't leave here for the time being, please go and help me remove it, this is the key. Jiang Bo took off the key from his waist and handed it to him.
"Okay. β
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