Chapter 2 Three Fake Directors

Yang Le stood outside the luxuriously decorated Xiangzhou Hotel, looking at the luxurious decoration inside, Yang Le retreated in his heart. A meal here costs thousands of dollars, to say the least.

I earned a total of more than 9,000 during the summer vacation, spent more than 6,000 on a mobile phone, and added more than 2,000 to pay for tuition. Dad is planning to pit his money all at once.

"Son, why are you here now!"

Yang Jiayun walked out of the Xiangzhou Hotel, wearing a straight suit, looking really decent.

"Let's go, six nine boxes. ”

Yang Jiayun said and pulled Yang Le to the hotel.

"Dad, I have more than 2,000 on me, or I will be a hall bar, and I can eat the same anywhere. ”

Since Yang Le graduated from junior high school, he has been miserable by his father, and his father said that he was going to the box, and Yang Le couldn't help but take a look at his trouser pockets.

"They all say that Dad is rich, why don't you believe it?"

As he spoke, Yang Jiayun pulled Yang Le into the box.

There were three men sitting in the box, all of whom looked at Yang Le with a smile. Look at the box again, it is resplendent with all kinds of vases and wine.

When Yang Le saw the three men, his face couldn't help but turn cold, these three people must have teamed up with their father to pit themselves.

"Boy, why are you keeping a straight face. ”

Yang Jiayun saw that Yang Le had a stinky face after entering the door, and said a lesson.

"Let me introduce you, this is Gao Peng, director of the Public Security Bureau, if you get into a fight or commit a crime in the future, you can find him. Call Uncle Gao!"

Yang Jiayun pulled Yang Le to Gao Peng and introduced Yang Le.

"Hello Uncle Gao!"

Yang Le leaned on Yang Jiayun and said to Gao Peng.

In fact, Yang Le felt that these people were all liars, liars who cheated to eat and drink, and after eating, who would know whom.

Gao Peng also stood up at this time and replied to Yang Le.

"It's okay, boy! It's a little dark, but it's still quite handsome, and he's inherited your dad's genes. ”

Yang Jiayun introduced Gao Peng and introduced another person at the table to Yang Le.

"This is the Director of the Education Bureau, Tang Wanjiang. It's called Uncle Tang!"

"Uncle Tang is good!"

Yang Le greeted Tang Wanjiang again.

Tang Wanjiang also stood up.

"Yang Le, I remember you. I will tell Principal Liu of your school and ask him to take care of you more in the future. ”

Yang Le thought to himself, doing drama is really a full set, and he even knows what his principal is called.

Good intentions!

Yang Jiayun introduced another person at this time.

"This is the director of the Land Bureau, Song Yiming. Hurry up and call Uncle Song. ”

"Uncle Song is good!"

Yang Le only said four words as usual, and he didn't care in his heart.

The director of three bureaus in a row, this dad is bragging, he doesn't even make drafts! I know so many people, but I am delivering food outside, who will believe it. Fools might think about it.

I heard your father say that you are in the third year of high school in Qianjiang No. 1 Middle School, so do you know Song Fei'er? I am his father. I suggest you go after my daughter, he is very obedient and well-behaved. ”

Song Yiming.

The director of the Land Bureau, let himself chase her daughter at the exit.

Yang Le thought to himself, believe you are a ghost.

"This can be had, son! It's a blessing for you! ”

When Yang Jiayun heard Song Yiming say that he wanted his son to chase his daughter, his heart suddenly became lively, and he let his son change his words as he spoke.

"Don't worry, it's not too late to change your mouth when you catch up, and besides, I'm not going to change my mouth either. But Xiao Yang, you can't tell Fei'er, I want you to chase her!"

"Haha... Old Song!"

"You old Song, but don't say it, I want to have a daughter, and let Xiao Yang chase after me. ”

Gao Peng and Tang Wanjiang joked.

Yang Le listened to the increasingly unscoredly chatting of several people, and his mind suddenly became black.

Unexpectedly, for this meal, several people also investigated themselves, and even knew that they had a beautiful squad leader named Song Fei'er. What a lot of thought!

"Serve, waiter. ”

After introducing the game, Yang Jiayun asked Yang Le to sit down and started today's main event.

Dine!

Beautifully served plates, small portions of dishes. Many of them are something that Yang Le has never seen, and they really smell fragrant. At the same time, Yang Le's heart was dripping blood.

I was going to keep the fruit machine for my own use, but after this meal, it seems that I have to mortgage my mobile phone.

Yang Jiayun took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and Yang Le glanced at it, and it was written with foreign letters.

Looking at the temperament of the wine bottle, Yang Le knew that this wine was not cheap, and he didn't drink too much, he was afraid that it would not be enough for his father to take another bottle when the time came.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

The three of them ate and drank enough, patted their butts and left.

"Waiter, check out. ”

Yang Jiayun and the others left, so they called the waiter.

"Hello, a total of three ninety-nine-nine-nine-nine. Credit card or cash. ”

The waiter took the bill.

"Three thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, Dad. I don't have that much money. ”

Yang Le said to Yang Jiayun with a bitter face.

"Hello, it's thirty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. Erase the fraction, nine hundred and ninety-nine, and thirty-nine thousand. ”

The waiter heard Yang Le say three thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, so he re-quoted the price.

When Yang Le heard 39,000, he was only stunned. He wanted to ask, was it okay to give him a fraction? But he was afraid of beating.

I can't afford to give it again.

"Dad, this is your own sin. I'm still young, and I haven't married a wife and had children, so I won't sell my kidney, or you can sell your kidney!"

The waiter smiled after listening to Yang Le's words.

The people who can enter the six nine boxes of the Supreme can not afford to pay 39,000 yuan, and no one in this hotel can believe it when they hear it.

"Swipe the card! The password is six nines. ”

Yang Jiayun took out a bank card from his purse and gave it to the waiter. By the way, I also told the waitress the secret to the little sister.

Xiangzhou Hotel Supreme six nine private rooms, not everyone can serve, Yang Jiayun dare to tell the password to the waiter, he is not afraid of the waiter swiping the card.

"Dad, you won't slap a swollen face and become fat, will we!"

Yang Le asked weakly.

"You kid, why don't you trust your dad so much?"

Yang Jiayun said with a wry smile.

After a while, the waiter returned the card to Yang Jiayun.

"Sir, the account is settled. Still need service?"

"Go ahead and get busy with yours!"

Yang Jiayun waved his hand and asked the waiter to go down.

"Are you really rich?"

After the waiter went down, Yang Le asked uncertainly.

"Is it fake! Is your dad that you don't believe it?"

Yang Jiayun asked rhetorically.

"I saved five million in this card, and I used thirty-nine thousand to swipe the card, I don't bother to count how much is left, you take it first." This is your pocket money, and if you don't have it, ask Lao Tzu for it. ”

Yang Jiayun threw the card to Yang Le and told Yang Le that he had saved five million in the card.

"You have five million, it's good to brag about the draft before you do, if you're not my father, I don't bother to look at you like this kind of person. ”

Yang Le was amused by what Yang Jiayun said about five million, and joked.

Yang Le dared to talk to his father Yang Jiayun like this, and the two of them were used to joking, his father has always been not serious, and Yang Le has learned the same.

Yang Jiayun smiled indifferently.

Yang Le is only like this with his father, and when someone is there, he will still give his father face. Yang Le still understands this rule.

"There's a 24-hour ATM outside, so if you don't wait to get out, you'll find out. ”

Saying that, Yang Jiayun took Yang Le out of the Xiangzhou Hotel, Yang Le knew that there might indeed be money in this card, but he didn't believe that there was so much. With curiosity, I checked the balance.

Seeing the numbers displayed on the screen, Yang Le was stunned. His hands and legs trembled slightly.

"Four-nine-six-one-zero-zero. ”

Yang Lemo read it again and took out the card with a trembling hand.

After taking a few deep breaths, I still couldn't calm down my super excited mood. When I walk, my legs are not very controlled.

"Dad, what you said is true! Those three are indeed the director. ”

Yang Le asked excitedly, his tone mixed with a hint of trembling.

"Now you believe it!"

Yang Jiayun said proudly.

"Let's go, Daddy will take you somewhere. ”

Yang Jiayun took out the Maybach key and pressed it, and Yang Le followed Yang Jiayun into the car.

"In the second year of junior high school, you were asked to take a driver's license, do you remember how to drive it?"

In the car, Yang Jiayun asked Yang Le.

Yang Le shook his head.

"Do you want to open it or not, practice first. ”

Yang Jiayun looked at his son and shook his head and continued to ask.

"No, there are too many cars, I'm a little scared. ”

Yang Le said truthfully.

"Then let's practice on a section of the road with fewer people! It's been a real loss to you all these years. ”

"I gave you an advance of five million for the Mercedes-Benz car dealership on Zhenxing Road, and when you have time, you can pick up the car yourself and report my name there. If you can't spend that much, ask them to give you the rest of the money, and if you exceed that, tell me. Feel free to send you money. ”

Yang Jiayun said in a calm tone, and hurriedly the five million were like paper.

"Dad, how much money do you have. You're so rich, why do you still let me work? ”

Yang Le came back to his senses at this time, and his son of a local tyrant had worked for two years in winter and summer vacations.

Fortunately, he didn't die before, otherwise he would have been a rich second generation in vain.

"Hey... Dad also has his father's troubles! That's a long story. ”

Yang Jiayun sighed.