Chapter 1 Poor Express
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Yang Xiaoji was riding an electric car and was in a hurry to deliver the express, but he didn't expect to encounter a traffic jam, and there was a rush of horns behind him.
"Can you hurry up if you break the courier!
An angry voice came, Yang Xiaoji looked back, and a head poked out of the driver's seat of a Mercedes-Benz sports car, with a fat head and big ears, a thick neck, a shiny face, and a bad complexion.
"Yo, isn't this the famous broken courier Yang Xiaoji?" The fat boy's eyes lit up, and a pair of small eyes narrowed into a line with a smile.
This fat man, Yang Xiaoji knows, this is his college classmate Sun Fu, the son of the boss of Sun's Medicinal Materials Company in Jiangzhou City, Sun's Pharmaceutical Company makes a profit of nearly 10 million a year, and Sun Fu is barely a rich second generation.
Although the person is cold, from the beginning of college to the present, there are still many beautiful women who sleep. And he often likes to talk about Yang Xiaoji's poverty.
Yang Xiaoji felt disgusted when he saw this face, but there was also a beautiful woman sitting in the passenger seat, with a melon seed face, white and tender skin, a towering chest, delicate and lovely, and this woman was none other than his girlfriend Liu Xiaowan.
"Little ..... Xiao Wan, why are you?" Yang Xiaoji looked incredulous, as if the sky had fallen, and asked repeatedly: "Xiao Wan, why are you sitting in Sun Fu's car, a big carrot?"
"Whose car am I sitting in, does it have anything to do with you?" Liu Xiaowan's eyes were full of disdain.
"How does it matter! I, I'm your boyfriend!" Yang Xiaoji stood in front of Mercedes-Benz, feeling that he didn't even have the courage to speak.
Liu Xiaowan giggled, as if she had heard a big joke.
"Yang Xiaoji, are you stupid, just chatting for a few days, not kissing, not going to bed, can it be a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship?" Liu Xiaowan looked at Yang Xiaoji like a fool, and sneered: "You don't pee to take care of your own virtue, with my appearance, I will look at you, a poor courier who has no interest?"
Poor courier!
Liu Xiaowan's words were like a sharp sword, piercing deep into Yang Xiaoji's chest, and he felt that it was difficult for him to breathe. This woman obviously promised him to be his girlfriend, and now she is stepping on two boats, and it is a matter of course.
Although her salary is small, only more than 3,000 yuan, except for her mother's medical treatment, the rest is basically spent on her.
The more Yang Xiaoji thought about it, the more angry he became, and said in a hoarse voice: "In the past six months, where have I been sorry for you, eating, drinking, and using, which one of my things is not the best for you, and you want to treat me like this?"
"Hehe! You are very good, but it's a pity that you are a poor and good person!" Liu Xiaowan looked disdainful.
"You love money so much, can money buy true love?" Yang Xiaoji felt Liu Xiaowan's indifference and ridicule, and his heart was cold.
"Who doesn't like money these days! I really love it, stupid and lacking! What kind of love do you talk about without money!" Sun Fu was full of sarcasm, touched the gold watch in his hand, turned the steering wheel of the Mercedes-Benz, took Liu Xiaowan into his arms, pinched her sensitive place, and provoked Yang Xiaoji: "With money, there is true love every day, you can let a woman play any posture, understand, this is true love." ”
Sun Fu is telling Yang Xiaoji that a poor courier like him can't afford to buy his car and the gold watch in his hand after working all his life, and he doesn't want to have a beautiful girlfriend like Liu Xiaowan for the rest of his life.
"I hate you!" Liu Xiaowan looked disgusted and shy in Sun Fu's arms.
"Liu Xiaowan, in the past six months, you haven't even let me touch my hand, is it because I have no money?" Yang Xiaoji watched the two in front of him flirt with each other, and his heart was dripping blood.
"This stupid lack, finally enlightened!" Liu Xiaowan covered her mouth and sneered, and said with a straight face: "That's right, as long as you have money, you can still do whatever you want to me!?"
Yang Xiaoji secretly clenched his fists, feeling that he had spent so much money on her in the past six months, and he didn't even touch his hands, the more he thought about it, the more worthless it became, and a wave of anger jumped up, and shouted: "How much money can I do whatever I want to you?"
"Just you?" Liu Xiaowan looked at Yang Xiaoji with a pair of eyes, full of sarcasm, "Can you take out 500,000 yuan?" However, a poor courier like you can take 1,000, 2,000, 100 or 200 at most!
Yang Xiaoji was angry, his brain was hot, and he said angrily without passing through his brain: "Isn't it 500,000, Lao Tzu will give you 1 million!"
"If you can take out a million, my sister will let you lick your whole body, and play all kinds of postures with you! You can get your sister as much as you want!" Liu Xiaowan was also angry, blushing and angry.
"You ......" Yang Xiaoji was speechless for a while, he didn't even have a thousand in his bank card now.
"You...... You are poor, and you are quite humorous!" When Sun Fu heard this, he laughed heartily, and it took a long time to calm down and say: "One million, you are daydreaming, if you can take out one million, Lao Tzu will eat the steering wheel of this Mercedes-Benz!"
"Brother Fu, don't pay attention to this poor man, so as not to get poor and sour!" Liu Xiaowan on the side urged.
Sun Fu didn't talk much nonsense, closed the car window after laughing, started the engine and prepared to leave, didn't drive a few steps, suddenly opened the window and poked his head out and said: "Oh, that's right!
"What else do you want to tell him, what qualifications does a poor courier have to go to a five-star store to drink!
Poor and poor, Yang Xiaoji heard this word more than once today, back then, he was a student at a famous university, and he had the opportunity to work in a famous company, so he could have a better future, but because his father died in a car accident, his mother was overly sad and had been hospitalized, and he had to drop out of school to make money.
Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the former classmates have all become so-called "successful people", and they are not even as good as those who sell baked cakes on the street.
Society is so realistic, no one can afford to look down on him, a poor bastard who has nothing.
At this moment, a black Lamborghini business car stopped next to Yang Xiaoji, the window rolled down, and a beautiful woman dressed as a secretary inside asked with a smile: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Yang Xiaoji?"
"I am!" Yang Xiaoji saw the beauty in front of him, and laughed at the two pear vortices, like a spring breeze, and was a little stunned for a while. How can such a superb beauty have something to do with herself.
"That's like this, Mr. Yang, your grandfather is a world gold mining tycoon, and now there is a 100 billion inheritance that you need to inherit!"
The forced style of the Lamborghini business car instantly attracted passers-by, and even Sun Fu and Liu Xiaowan, who had just walked out of the short distance, reversed and came back to see the excitement.
Hundreds of billions of legacy?!
Yang Xiaoji's first reaction was to encounter a liar.
"In recent years, scammers have been able to drive Bentleys, and the grade is getting higher and higher. Yang Xiaoji couldn't help but sigh in his heart: She is a beautiful woman, so why not deceive.
"Yang Xiaoji, what a lot of blood it took to invite Xiangche and beauties to play such a play!" Sun Fu looked mocking, seeing the beautiful woman dressed as a secretary, his eyes lit up, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Yang Xiaoji, in order to get me, you really put in a lot of effort, do you think I believe in this kind of clumsy trick!" Liu Xiaowan was even more disdainful.
Yang Xiaoji heard his father say when he was a child, his grandfather went out to work hard a long time ago, and no one knew where he went, but now it suddenly appeared, and there are still hundreds of billions of inheritances to inherit, which is simply a wild talk.
If there was such a pie-in-the-sky thing, it wouldn't have happened to him.
The beauty seemed to see that Yang Xiaoji didn't believe what she said, and smiled slightly and said, "How can you believe it?"
"Unless you smash that Mercedes-Benz!" Yang Xiaoji pointed to Sun Fu's Mercedes-Benz not far away, and said casually.
If there is really a 100 billion inheritance to inherit, smashing a Mercedes-Benz of more than 500,000 yuan, even if the money spent to buy the same new car is a drop in the middle, if it is fake, he believes that the gang of scammers in front of him will not dare to smash it, so as not to be entangled, if it is really smashed, it is not his own.
"Yang Xiaoji, Lao Tzu asked you to smash it, you're welcome, it's better to smash it to pieces!" Sun Fu pulled Liu Xiaowan out of the car and pointed to his brand-new Mercedes-Benz, and said nonsense: "If you don't dare to smash it, you are my grandson!"