Chapter 9: Does This Face Hurt?

When everyone heard the voice, they saw Song Ming standing three meters away, holding the Aston Martin car keys in his hand, his face was very indifferent, and his eyes were all on Jiang Cheng, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

"Look, everyone, this is Zhi'en's waste husband."

"This is Zhi'en's waste husband?"

"It's good, why do people collapse?"

The onlookers discussed one after another, without the slightest respect for Song Ming's appearance.

Xu Zhien, who was next to her, naturally heard these words, her face was the same as a red apple, and she regretted asking Song Ming to come and pick her up.

"You have no money, no power, no car and no house, why do you give Zhien happiness?" Jiang Cheng snorted coldly and threw the flowers on the ground, looking unconvinced, why can you marry such a beautiful wife, and besides, you have no money or power, why!?

"The house is a matter of time, and you violate morality and go after a married wife, do you have a face on it?" Song Ming sneered, the car and the house are already available to him, what so-called power is worthless in his eyes, he is the representative of the force.

These words reached the ears of passers-by, and they condemned Jiang Cheng's actions.

"This man is too shameless, isn't he?"

"Although this guy doesn't have a car or a house, he won't belittle him like this, right?"

Jiang Cheng's colleagues have long known what Jiang Cheng has done, but who called someone else a department manager, and abused his power to secretly play with several sisters in the company, they dare not speak out.

Jiang Cheng seemed to have heard some joke, and laughed: "Hahaha, you still have a car and a house?" I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it in your life. ”

Jiang Cheng smiled and took out the car keys of a Mercedes-Benz GLC from his pocket, and said with a show, "Seeing that there is no Mercedes-Benz GLC for six or seven hundred thousand, I am afraid that you will not be able to afford it in your life, what about your horse?" Stinky brother. After speaking, he deliberately pressed the door unlock button on the car key, and it happened that Jiang Cheng's Mercedes-Benz GLC was parked not far from Song Ming's Aston Martin.

"Why don't the two of us make a bet and everyone present testify, do you dare?" Song Ming put his hands in his trouser pockets, full of confidence.

"Song Ming, what are you doing again, are you crazy?" When Xu Zhien heard Song Ming say this, he was naturally frightened, and hurriedly ran to Song Ming's side, twisting Song Ming's waist fiercely.

"Shhh Song Ming gasped.

In Jiang Cheng's eyes, this small action is a naked show of affection.

"Okay, I promise you." Jiang Cheng said angrily, "If you lose, you have to kneel on the ground and call me dad and lick the soles of my shoes." ”

"What are you betting on?"

"I bet my car is more expensive than yours."

I bet that my car is more expensive than yours, and as soon as the words fell, Jiang Cheng and the colleagues around him all laughed.

"Hahahaha, I'm laughing to death."

"Just your little electric donkey? Is it set with gold or diamonds? ”

Even the crowd around them looked at Song Ming with a mentally retarded expression.

I'm afraid this man is poor and crazy, right?

"Song Ming, what are you doing?" Xu Zhien frowned and asked Song Mingdao, "Are you crazy?" ”

Originally, last night's goodwill and hope for Song Ming was buried by Song Ming himself.

"Zhien, please trust me." Song Ming looked at Xu Zhien, who questioned him, with a resolute face.

Xu Zhien stopped talking, lowered her head, she had nothing to say to Song Ming.

"Where is my car, where's your car?" Jiang Cheng clutched his stomach, obviously laughing and hurting.

"Hahaha, pull your little electric donkey out."

"It's the funniest joke of the year, hahaha."

The colleagues around him are also fanning the flames and laughing.

Song Ming smiled and took out the Aston Martin car keys from his pocket.

"Look, his little electric donkey still has the unlocking function hahaha."

Jiang Cheng laughed.

Song Ming gently pressed the unlock button of the car key, and an Aston Martin next to Jiang Cheng's Mercedes-Benz GLC let out a beastly roar.

Silence, silence in the audience.

It was as if a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

Jiang Cheng's eyes widened, and he watched the Aston Martin roar like a beast in disbelief, and even the colleagues around him opened their mouths wide one by one, and they could stuff an egg in their mouths.

"Alright, come and lick my soles clean and call me Dad." Song Ming sneered and looked at the stunned Jiang Chengdao.

Xu Zhien, who was beside Song Ming, was also full of surprise on his face, Xu Zhien thought in his heart, how could Song Ming have this Aston Martin?

"Impossible!" Jiang Cheng's legs were weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground, but fortunately, the colleagues behind him supported him.

"By the way, you must have borrowed it, you must have rented it." Jiang Cheng suddenly thought, what if it was rented by Song Ming's waste? Or maybe he borrowed it, maybe that's not true.

"What? Dare to say that you can't do it, right? Song Ming sneered coldly, and the Aston Martin car key on his finger turned on Song Ming's fingertips.

"If you can't afford to lose this person, don't gamble, I was still mocking this little brother just now."

"Got slapped in the face, right? Let you pretend! ”

"Lick your shoes, call Daddy."

Watching the lively crowd condemn Jiang Cheng's behavior of not counting his words one by one, Jiang Cheng blushed like a monkey's ass at this time, annoyed and angry, and scolded, "Cao you horse, dare to play with me!" Watch me beat you to death! Jiang Cheng shook off his colleague who was supporting him, raised his fist and rushed over to give Song Ming a punch.

Song Ming looked at Jiang Cheng who rushed over with cold eyes.

"Don't!" Xu Zhien yelled anxiously, but to no avail.

At this time, Song Ming had already kicked Jiang Cheng into a public trash can three meters away with a roundabout kick.

"What are you doing, what should you do if someone dies?" Xu Zhien sighed, and could only question Song Ming a little angrily.

Song Ming sighed and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier." ”

Xu Zhien's forehead is covered with black lines, I said no, you still kick him so hard.

"Let's go, I'll take you out to eat tonight." Song Ming took Xu Zhien's delicate little hand, opened the co-pilot's door of Aston Martin for Xu Zhien, and said in a suppressed voice like a minion, "Miss Xu, please come inside." ”

"you." Xu Zhien gently slapped Song Ming's chest with his small fist and scolded with a smile.

Song Ming drove Aston Martin and Xu Zhien out of the company, leaving everyone in a daze.

", real people don't show their faces!"

"This is a master!"

Passers-by exclaimed one by one.

The rest of the company colleagues, you look at me, I'll look at you again.

Until someone panicked and shouted, "Don't go and drag Manager Jiang out quickly." ”

On the way to the mushroom garden.

Xu Zhien, who was in the car, asked Song Mingdao like a strict wife, "How did you get this car?" ”

"This car? Liu Zheng of the four major families in Qincheng, do you know Master Liu? He sent me. Song Ming drove the car and said disapprovingly.

"Really?" Xu Zhien seemed to smell something, and asked, "Why does it smell of perfume?" ”

Song Ming's heart suddenly trembled.

He himself is a vinegar jar, and Xu Zhien is also a vinegar jar.

Oops, this car belongs to Liu Ruyan's stinky girl.

"Oh, is there one?" Song Ming's heart was a little weak, and he quickly cut the topic and said, "It is estimated that the old guy Liu Lao has an improper style." ”

Liu Lao, who was drinking tea in the courtyard of the Liu family, suddenly sneezed.

"Ahh Liu Lao rubbed his nose and said, "That turtle grandson scolded me." ”

Mushroom Garden.

Song Ming finally fooled Xu Zhien and took Xu Zhien to the front desk of the Mushroom Fragrance Garden.

Mushroom Garden is a high-end western restaurant in Qincheng. The popularity of the hotel itself is similar to that of the Brilliant Hotel and the Dragon Court.

The reason why Song Ming brought Xu Zhien to eat here is because he had no money before, and he never had the opportunity to bring Xu Zhien here for a meal, Song Ming still remembered that when he and Xu Zhien were still in high school, the two passed by the mushroom garden, Song Ming told Xu Zhien that when he had money in the future, he would take Xu Zhien here to eat well, and seven years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Song Ming couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this.

The two of them sat in front of the window.

"What do you need, sir, ma'am?" A male waiter, a little disgusted, Song Ming asked, but the lady next to him was really good.