Chapter 111: It's such a luxury

Wen Qiang's study. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Chairman, I haven't rested so late."

"Qiangzi, don't call me chairman, I'm already a down-and-out person, and now I'm so reduced to having no money to go home."

"How so?"

"All my bank cards have been frozen, and now I don't even have the money for a ticket back to China, and I don't have the face to borrow money from those friends abroad. Qiangzi, I re-opened a card abroad, you send me some money, I want to go back to China, I want to go home to my father...... Shangzhu incense, woo woo woo ......" Lan Yuxin's cry came from the other end of the phone.

"You must mourn, take care of your health, and believe that your father does not want to see you like this under the Jiuquan. You send me the information about your bank card, and I will send you money right away. ā€

"Qiangzi, I'm sorry, I forgot about your hospitalization because of the company some time ago, and I almost delayed your treatment, I'm sorry, and I'm sorry again!"

"Chairman, I understand. You were the one who put me in the hospital when I was in a car accident and took care of me, and I owe it to you. You are in trouble now, and I should help you, so you are welcome. Wen Qiang immediately went to the bank to give Lan Yuxin 50,000 yuan, and he couldn't play too much, because he was worried that he would be frozen again.

"Brother Qiang, it's time to eat." Wang Xiaomei shouted as she knocked on the door.

"Got it, I'll come down right away." After many days of recovery training, Wen Qiang was able to go downstairs to eat by himself.

"Brother Qiang, the company has closed down, and my job is gone, you have to take full responsibility. My living expenses and mortgage payments are gone, so you can do it. ā€

"Then you follow me, and I'll raise you."

"You are all under the fence, what do you use to support me? Although the little woman spends less, eats less, and is honest, the mortgage payment of more than 2,000 yuan per month is a hard indicator, can you bear it? Wang Xiaomei said pitifully.

"Of course I ...... If you can bear it, just rely on my muscles, go to the dock to carry the bag, go to the construction site to work, and there is no problem with your mortgage of more than 2,000 yuan. ā€

"It's so miserable, in fact, you don't need to work hard." Wang Xiaomei looked at Wen Qiang carefully, looked up, looked down, left and right, "Well, the face, figure, and temperament are all good, and this girl's mortgage has fallen." Brother Qiang, why don't you do that. ā€

"What to do? God mysterious. ā€

"That's it, beauty, do you need service? It's that kind of ......" Wang Xiaomei squeezed her eyebrows at Wen Qiang, making Wen Qiang very embarrassed, and Wen Qiang did not show weakness.

"Xiaomei, why don't I go to your room to sleep tonight, I don't want you to pay, just pay the mortgage, I'll give you a discount, an eight-percent discount, okay?" Wen Qiang deliberately approached Wang Xiaomei slowly, staring at her chest with his eyes sly.

"Aunt Liu, help!"

"You two are young, the more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes." At this moment, Aunt Liu came over from the kitchen with the dishes.

"Aunt Liu, Brother Qiang bullied me and took advantage of me."

"Who took advantage of you? It's you who come first. ā€

"Okay, okay, the food is almost cold, let's eat it."

"Brother Qiang, I'm going to go home after eating, and the property management has urged me to pay the money, and if I don't pay again, I will be charged a late fee."

"I'll send you back later."

"No need, I'll go back by myself."

"No, it must be sent, in case something happens to you, I will find someone to pay back the money then." Wang Xiaomei didn't say anything when she heard Wen Qiang's warm words, she only felt that her face was hot, "I went to the kitchen to drink some ice water, why is it so hot?" ā€

"It's almost December, and it's still hot?" Aunt Liu looked at Wang Xiaomei, and said with a smile, "Haven't you seen it yet?" Xiaomei is hot in her heart. Wang Xiaomei and Wen Qiang walked out of the door, "Brother Qiang, let's go out and take the bus, there is no taxi here." At this moment, Wen Qiang pressed the remote control, and saw the garage door under the villa slowly rising, and a black Rolls-Royce came into view.

"Brother Qiang, this is the legendary classic car, the chairman seems to have such a car, it must be worth hundreds of thousands, your friend is really a big tyrant."

"What? Several hundred thousand? ā€

"Well, yes, it's so ugly, a million?" Wen Qiang shook his head.

"Two million?"

"Three million?" Wen Qiang still shook his head.

"Is it five million?" Wen Qiang closed his eyes and pointed to the sky with his hand.

"Six million? OMG! ā€

"Wrong, more than eight million."

"Brother Qiang, why do you have such a rich friend? Why can't I meet such a rich sister? My sisters were the richest, and they only drove a car called a Beetle. I remember that on the day of the friend's party, she drove the car around outside the door of the hotel, as if she was afraid that others would not see it. Oh my God, that's unfair. Wang Xiaomei looked around Rolls-Royce, "Don't look at it, let's go, I'll send you home." ā€

"Brother Qiang, you must drive slowly, in case you bump into it, you can't afford to pay for it."

"We're buddies, so we don't have to pay. Your Majesty, please get in the car. Wen Qiang opened the car door and protected Wang Xiaomei's head with his hand. Then put on a seat belt for Wang Xiaomei, "The queen is driving, and the idlers are avoiding!" ā€

"Stop shouting, let people hear."