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When the school got out of school late at night, Taeyeon and Yori went out with the three of them in the practice room, Taeyeon was originally going to get some money for the girl's mother to see a doctor, maybe he wouldn't have time to come out again today, the eighth of the month.

So today's things will be done today, and for Taeyeon, as long as he doesn't forget it, he can't give up halfway, send Buddha to the west, and send beautiful women to bed.

It's just that the bank is off work, and Taeyeon can only take Yuli and the girl to Walkerhill run by the little cousin's forces to get some cash, where the cash flow is relatively large, there should be a lot of cash, and if it can't be done, she can only ask her lord and parents for help.

Arriving at a parking lot opposite, Taeyeon rang a red Porsche 911 four-seater sports car.

Yuli, who didn't know that Taeyeon had bought a car, looked at the red Porsche in front of her in surprise: "Taeyeon, is this your car?" ”

Taeyeon smiled mysteriously: "Yes and no, you forgot that we won Oh Seung-hwan's Porsche, I asked my puppet bar to change the color and license plate!" ”

"This, this, your car?" The girl looked at this Porsche 911 that was obviously crowded into a high-end car in surprise, she didn't have a meal in her wallet just now, and now she actually has a high-end sports car, which must have been bought by Taeyeon's predecessors after being frugal and hungry for several meals plus 80% of the family's money. However, it is only this year that Girls' Generation really makes money, and Taeyeon's predecessors have just come of age, so it is impossible to have their own car.

The girl expressed envy and jealousy, but she didn't hate it very much.

This car is estimated to be the best car in the whole company, and it is estimated that some groups that made their debut fire did not have the value of this car for the entire group.

Taeyeon is also quite popular with cars, Sika said that he would let him buy her a car after a year or two, Sika said that the money he earned will be kept to open a fashion store in the future and become a designer himself, but Sika's money is basically spent, how can he have the money to open a fashion store.

These are all annoying things, Taeyeon promised the family those old antiques and his parents, if he is not the president of his own company, he will never use the family's money for private use or spend it on the bombards, unless he is forced to do so, although Taeyeon has not planned to speak, but he has basically not used the money of the family company for so many years, and it is not worth breaking this agreement for one or two small things.

As for the high price of buying the shares of Ai Hui Company just now, it is all an investment, and it is fundamentally different from private use.

But isn't it a last resort to buy a car for the bombards?

If it weren't for the last time I went to the gambling court to make Taeyeon's car, Yuri would not have had the courage to sit in the passenger seat this time: "Do you have a driver's license?" ”

"Yes!"

"Why don't I know when you're going to get your driver's license?"

"I didn't go at all!"

“……”

Yoo-ri regretted asking Taeyeon a little bit to let her know that South Korea is not completely fair, and some people can break some rules with some money. In order to avoid being polluted, Yori decides that it is better to talk to Taeyeon less in the future.

Taeyeon didn't think about it that much, she just knew it herself, but she didn't have a driver's license and didn't have the time, so she let herself do it for herself when she was taking pictures of the car.

It was raining lightly outside, lapping on the hood of the Porsche, and the Porsche was driving neither fast nor slow, and the inside of the car was different from the outside, which was a little cold, and it was very warm.

Yuri opened a small pocket of plates on the visor, and saw that it was full of young discs, and they were all signed.

"You're narcissistic!"

"How am I narcissistic?"

"You're not narcissistic, why do you treasure more than a dozen discs that you sing, and they're all signed, the cover of this album makes me so ugly, looking at my own, even I can't be as narcissistic as you, I can only like the rest of the beauties!"

"Don't stumble on me, this car tells you that I drove it, he bought it, I can see him almost every time we sign autographs, and many times he will be there at our concerts, I began to think that he fell in love with our family, and then I asked for a while, only to know that he became our fan."

I envy you for having a doll who cares so much about you......"

"Aren't you even changing now?" Taeyeon smiled with some memories: "I made an agreement with my puppet bar that if we are still a family in the next life, then I will be the loser, and he will make money." Speaking of which, I have rights in our family, and the company's major affairs are basically decided by me, and the general direction is also controlled by me, but I don't have money, but I don't have any power at all, and I basically don't even have the right to manage ordinary employees in the company, but he has money! ”

"First of all, you are a slammer, you don't spend money if you have money, and secondly, you are a loser, and you don't have money to spend!"

Hearing the conversation between Taeyeon and Yoo-ri in front of her, the girl in the back seat, judging from the clues, Taeyeon's senior's family is very rich, and Taeyeon's predecessor still has a lot of rights as the family, but I don't know why there is no money, and looking at the wallet, there is really no money.

When she arrived at Walkerhill, the girl saw Taeyeon rushing to the parking lot and hurriedly stopped: "Senior Taeyeon, you are going to gamble, aren't we artists unable to gamble?" ”

"I'm taking the money!"

Taeyeon can brush his face at the president of this hotel, and then take the money and leave, basically carrying a pocket for clothes and going downstairs from the elevator in the parking lot in less than ten minutes. In fact, Taeyeon can also swipe the card, but the card package is in his hometown, and when he goes home, everyone wants to ask himself why he went out, and besides, it is now more than ten o'clock, and the hospital does not know if he can swipe the card.

After taking the money, Taeyeon originally wanted to go home after giving this girl, Taeyeon was basically at home when she was fine, unlike a few bombards who would go out for a walk when they were fine, especially Hyoyeon, once Taeyeon rolled her eyes when she saw a photo of Hyoyeon on her phone with all the boys, at that time Taeyeon didn't know that Hyoyeon liked herself, and thought that Hyoyeon was looking for someone else to treat her strange problems, but fortunately, it was Hyoyeon, not the rest of the bombards.

Because Xiao Yuan has that problem, it is impossible for ordinary people to take advantage of it, and Xiao Yuan often trains in the boys' practice room, and sometimes she doesn't think of herself as a girl, she is a buddy.

"How did you and Taeyeon meet?" While Taeyeon went to get the money, Yori asked curiously, because Taeyeon basically didn't have many friends.

"I've only met Taeyeon about two or three times, and each time I said hello a few times, and the first time I met her, she suddenly gave me an electronic keyboard!" The girl said and laughed, "It was my favorite piano, and Taeyeon-sao gave it to me without asking for it, and I really appreciate her and feel embarrassed!" ”

Hearing this, Yu Li couldn't help but shake her head and read silently in a voice that she could hear: "It's really a big deal, it turns out that the pickle girl is to be cruel to herself, I have grown!" ”

But what makes Yoori depressed is that Taeyeon actually snatched her target.

The girl watched Taeyeon take a cardboard bag containing clothes, she didn't know how much money was in it, she didn't know what to do, she didn't know where to pick it up, she didn't know if she didn't ask, but although she was curious, she also knew what to ask and what not to ask.

When I arrived at the infectious disease department on the third floor of a relatively remote private hospital, the damp and dark corridor was filled with the pungent smell of medicine, and a middle-aged man in his forties in a white lab coat was arguing with a middle-aged man in ordinary clothes and glasses.

"Director, I'll be able to get the money tomorrow, where are you going for our family this big night, let's be accommodating!"

"I've seen a lot of people like you, it's a few tomorrows, don't think about being able to survive if you don't have money!"