Inside a dark black sedan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chen Rong sat in the passenger seat, her face filled with a bright smile: "When are we moving?"

Fang Wendao, who was driving, groaned for a moment and said, "Tomorrow is Monday, I still have to go to work, or ...... Wait until next week. ”

Fang Cheng also nodded: "Anyway, it's all gone, don't worry." ”

"Okay. ”

Chen Rong had to endure the impatient thoughts in her heart, her mind was now full of East Lake No. 1 just now, it was so beautiful.

Fang Cheng shook his head, rolled down the window, and felt the noon air in Linjiang City, where humid and sultry heat was pouring in from outside.

"Hey, close the window, it's so hot outside. ”

Hearing his mother's words, Fang Cheng had no choice but to raise the car window, and said helplessly: "The space in the car is too small, I want to open the window to breathe." ”

"If you want to get out of the car with breath, you can get out of the car. Chen Rong touched the high-end leather on the seat, reached out and rubbed it on the brown wood upholstery on the door, shook her head and sighed: "This car is not cheap, right?"

"Ahem, well, it's not cheap. ”

Fang Wendao stepped on the brakes, and it happened to be a red light.

Three lanes, with a Bentley sedan parked in the middle, a small SUV on the left and a bus on the right.

The window of the small SUV is open, and the driver is a young man, and the co-pilot is sitting a middle-aged man, who is talking:

"Son, you have to drive this car slowly, Dad just mentioned the new car two months ago. ”

"Oops, got it, got it. The young man touched the steering wheel, as if he was very proud of driving, his head shook from side to side, and suddenly he saw a dark black sedan parked firmly on the right.

He let out a sigh and looked at the middle-aged man in the co-pilot: "Dad, what brand is the car on our right? ”

The middle-aged man snorted and glanced to the right.

As if the air had frozen, the middle-aged man's right hand holding on to the car window trembled, as if he wanted to retract.

"Dad, how much does this car cost?"

Hearing his son's loud voice, the middle-aged man's heart trembled, and he scolded lightly: "Be quiet!"

"Oh. ”

The young man shrugged his shoulders and kept his eyes on the traffic light above him.

Green light.

The young man released the brake on his right foot, lightly stepped on the accelerator, and the body started slowly.

"Old Fang!?"

The Bentley started a little slowly, and the middle-aged man stared at the window of the dark black car on the right, which he could see faintly from the front windshield...... The driver of this car is a subordinate old party!

The young man grabbed the steering wheel, drove forward, and asked a little strangely, "Who is the old man?"

"Lao Fang is a former junior employee in the company...... It's up to your dad and me. ”

The middle-aged man hadn't reacted yet, and he couldn't have imagined that the little clerk he had been suppressing and looking down on was actually driving a Bentley luxury car.

I heard that after he left the company, he went to the martial arts hall to become a senior manager?

I thought it was a false rumor.

Even senior managers, though...... You can't afford to drive a Bentley, right?

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of surprise and embarrassment, how could he have thought that the original subordinate would turn over.

"And then?"

The middle-aged man stretched out his arm on the car window, slurped, and said:

"And now, people drive Bentleys!"

The young man's arm shook and he almost didn't drive the car into the opposite lane, he gasped and raised his voice an octave: "That car was a Bentley just now?"

Although he couldn't read the license plate, he had heard the name, and it was a top-of-the-line luxury car.

My own car is only about 100,000.

The price of a Bentley is at least dozens of times that of its own car.

The young man's hand on the steering wheel rubbed for a moment, frowned and wondered, "Impossible, right? Dad, your former little clerk?" he must be the driver. ”

As if looking for some comfort.

The middle-aged man nodded with a leader's demeanor, glanced in the rearview mirror, and recognized his son's judgment very much.

It was another traffic light crossing, and the car stopped, and the dark black Bentley came from behind, in front of the white line, on their left.

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, his lips moved, but he still didn't dare to shout, and the young man also looked over and looked at Bentley on the side with envy.

It turns out that the top luxury car is like this, and there is an inexplicable look in the eyes of the young man.

The car window slowly fell in the shocked eyes of the father and son, and a middle-aged face was revealed, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Brother Lu?"

"Old, old, what about driving...... the middle-aged man stammered, and said with a dry smile more than a meter away.

"Well, how are you doing lately?"

The middle-aged man looked at Fang Wendao, who was full of confidence, and said, "It's good, it's good, Lao Fang's car is very beautiful, hehe......"

"Oh, someone else sent it, it's okay. ”

Fang Wendao explained, and when he saw that the traffic light in front of him had changed color, he waved his hand: "I'll contact you when you're free, let's go first." ”

The middle-aged man watched as the dark black Bentley sedan slowly started, then accelerated, made a roaring sound, and sped away.

An eerie atmosphere spread through the car.

The young man didn't dare to squeak, but he was very puzzled in his heart:

What kind of old man is this, wasn't he a junior clerk in my father's company before? Can someone give him a car?

And it's a Bentley!

It's really a day, my dad's small company is so good?

As everyone knows, the middle-aged man also has the same expression, his eyes are glazed, and he can't believe the world at all: the old man who used to be under his hands and didn't dare to speak loudly actually drove a Bentley...... It was given by someone else.

"Phew!"

The middle-aged man slapped the door frame of the car fiercely, and he didn't care that this was a new car that had only been mentioned for two months, and he was full of doubts about reality and said to himself:

"What kind of leader am I?"

Inside a dark black Bentley.

As soon as Chen Rong's eyes moved, she understood the reason why her husband Fang Wendao stepped on the accelerator, and she said with a smile: "Is it the former leader of Chengming Company who managed you?"

Fang Wendao showed an unprecedented comfortable expression, and he easily opened the accelerator: "Yes, it's the leader who makes me work overtime every day......"

With a snort, Chen Rong smiled: "What kind of leader? Aren't you also a leader now." ”

Fang Wendao smiled, he was really happy and comfortable, and nodded: "Yes, I am also a leader now...... Alas. ”

His words were full of embarrassment, and the appearance of the leader who used to shout at him every day dissipated from his heart.

Didn't you see that when he was waiting for the light just now, the "leader" didn't dare to speak loudly, thinking that this status had changed his position in a reversal, Fang Wendao was proud and embarrassed in his heart.

Fang Cheng reclined comfortably in the back seat, leaning on the leather seat with his left hand, his heart filled with satisfaction.

He finally relied on his martial arts strength to change the family, his father could straighten his back in front of the previous leaders, and his mother didn't need to be a weaver every day.

This is the meaning of wanting to fight for it all the time.

Time seemed to stand still, and Fang Cheng took a deep breath.

He touched the leather seat, feeling the reality of the touch.

It's so real, so real.

It seems that when you get here, it can be regarded as the end of the novel, right?

This ridiculous thought flashed through Fang Cheng's mind, and he couldn't help but laugh himself, which made Fang Wendao and Chen Rong in the front row surprised.