Zhang Yang made a move, and naturally there were no twists and turns.

Naturally, the dust fell on my mother's purchase of a car.

This glacier white Bentley Flying Spur, with a decent configuration, not to mention the top configuration, and the Maybach S680 with a full configuration of my father cannot be compared, but the price is easily comparable to that Maybach, and the landing is also more than four million.

Zhang Yang didn't blink his eyes, and directly picked up the car in full.

Suddenly, this brand-new Bentley Flying Spur just opened its doors and stopped in front of everyone.

Bentley is really a Bentley, and the appearance aura is different.

From crystal-cut headlights to the iconic gloss black mesh grille, from Tottenham Red and Whale Black to the large walnut interior panels with a jade touch.

Sure enough, it's still the same taste, elegance and luxury coexist.

Zhang Yang is used to sitting in luxury cars, not to mention anything else, the Phantom of nearly 20 million, the luxury is already the ceiling, naturally he only admires this Bentley slightly, and he has no sense of anything else.

But for others who just drive a maximum of hundreds of thousands of cars, the Bentley in front of them can be called a dimensionality reduction blow.

Zhou Tong leaned in, touched the extremely delicate leather seats, looked at the walnut interior panels with a jade-like touch, and couldn't stop admiring in his mouth.

"It's so luxurious, it's so tasteful, my car is better than this... No, it's not a match at all. ”

Look at the three-sided rotating screen, the diamond-patterned center console, the door panel with the B standard, the thick plush floor pads, and then listen to the ticking of the Breitling clock in your ears. It's simply...

She looked back at her little sister, her eyes were so complicated that she was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Song Wenqin stepped forward after realizing it.

Zhou Tong immediately let go of his body and let the real owner of this car come forward to experience it.

Zhang Yang stood behind, not in a hurry, just watched his mother sit in, adapt to the elegance and luxury of Bentley, and slowly digest it.

He can understand his mother's feelings.

After all, when others buy a car, they at least have a gradual and slow upgrade process, and their mother is directly in place and drives a Bentley.

Many of the clerks in the store stood from afar and watched, and some raised their mobile phones to take pictures.

It's all sales in the store, and there is no shortage of copywriting in the circle of friends on weekdays.

Nowadays, the ceiling cars in the store are sold all the time, and the selling process is still so full of conversation that no one wants to miss such a moment.

All of a sudden, the circle of friends was full of copywriting.

"Mom, how's it going?" Zhang Yang said that he took the clerk and handed over the relevant car purchase contract and other documents.

The files are organized together and put in folders.

All the names are also written in the name of my mother Song Wenqin.

"It's like a dream." Song Wenqin held the three-spoke leather trim and the steering wheel, stepped on the footpad with Bentley's B mark, and felt the envelopment of the leather seats, and there was only admiration in his tone.

"I've never dreamed of such a beautiful dream." Zhou Tong couldn't help but sigh on the side.

Hearing this, Song Wenqin couldn't help laughing.

"Liu Jing." Zhou Tong looked at his daughter who was standing not far away, and was a little anxious, "You came, I haven't congratulated you Aunt Song on picking up a new car." ”

Liu Jing stood aside, but she was actually a little timid.

When I just saw Zhang Yang buy a car for his mother, it was still more than 4 million cars, she could be called a subversion of the three views, and then, she was ashamed of herself.

She finally came to her senses.

Such a real male god with both appearance and financial resources, and 100% gold content, is also what she can remember?

"Mom..." Liu Jing stepped forward, and Ai Ai said, "Aunt Song, congratulations on mentioning Bentley." ”

"Wenqin, it's a big deal for you to mention this car, you see it like this, I'll set up a table in the evening to celebrate for you." Zhou Tong stepped forward, smiled, and looked at his daughter, "Liu Jing, you go and order a cake and send blessings." ”

"No, not really." Song Wenqin had a deep understanding of her little sister's ability to climb along the pole, and hurriedly thanked her.

"Wenqin, you just didn't treat me as a friend when you said this, I mean it sincerely." Zhou Tong's face was full of sincerity, "You pick up the car, I am happy for you in my heart, really." ”

"This..." Song Wenqin still wanted to refuse.

"Aunt Zhou, next time." Zhang Yang was beside him and said simply.

"How can you..." Zhou Tong still wanted to say more, but when he saw Zhang Yang, he didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't say that sentence.

The boy in front of him was obviously only in his twenties, but the words he said had an unquestionable force.

"This, okay." She opened her mouth, but finally gave up.

"Mom, you put the things away." Zhang Yang retracted his gaze and handed the folder to Song Wenqin, "Wait a minute, I'll take a picture of you and send it to Dad." ”

He held up his phone and took a picture of his mother sitting in the car.

In the photo, my mother seems to be ten years younger all of a sudden, and her expression is full of radiance.

Not long after the photo was posted.

Zhang Zhaohai sent a question mark?

Then, sentence by sentence frantically thrown.

"What? You're back and you're going to buy a car for your mom? How do I not know a little? ”

"Or Bentley? I don't think my Maybach smells good anymore. ”

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Dad, the price of this car is about the same as your car, right?" ”

"But it's a Bentley!" Zhang Zhaohai replied.

Zhang Yang blinked, thinking about it, this is Bentley after all!

is as strong as Maybach, and in the face of Bentley, a well-known British royal brand, comparable to Rolls-Royce, it can also bow its head and lower its eyebrows.

Don't blame Dad.

"Come to our restaurant in the evening, our family will have a good meal!" Zhang Zhaohai immediately said.

"Okay." Zhang Yang replied, put down his phone, and looked at his mother in front of him, "Mom, go back, Dad is in a hurry." ”

"It's fine." Song Wenqin pursed her lips and said with a smile.

A moment later, at the door of the luxury car center, Song Wenqin and Zhou Tong, the little sisters, said goodbye simply.

"You... Hey, okay, next time I'll make an appointment to celebrate for you, okay. Zhou Tong grabbed Song Wenqin and said vigorously, still a little unwilling.

"Okay, make another appointment." Song Wenqin nodded.

The changes in the little sisters, of course, she sees in her eyes.

From the original deliberate friendship, to the flattery and even flattery at the moment, the change is so inconspicuous and natural.

She knew that she would only meet more of them in the future.

finally realized that she was afraid that she was going to say goodbye to her former self and her former circle.

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, just said a few polite words, and walked straight towards his Cullinan, leaving his mother to greet this Aunt Zhou.

A moment later, Song Wenqin saw that Zhang Yang's car had started, and he was about to leave.

"Liu Jing, do you still use your mother to teach?" Zhou Tong gently stabbed his daughter with his arm to remind.

Liu Jing woke up like a dream, and hurriedly whispered: "Auntie, go slowly, we'll see you next time." ”

"Well, see you next time." Song Wenqin smiled slightly and raised the window.

Suddenly, this Bentley followed Cullinan not far in front of him and went straight away.

In front is Cullinan, and in the back is Bentley, and the situation of this luxury car gathering is in Yinghai, and it is suddenly a dazzling scenery.

In situ, Zhou Tong watched from afar, and the envy in his eyes was not gone.

"I really can't imagine that your Aunt Song's family background is so thick, it's really..."

Since she met Song Wenqin's husband's Maybach, she has actually known that this little sister's family background is solid, but she has not thought about it at a deeper level.

But only today did I know that I was still superficial.

Maybach, Bentley, Cullinan, what kind of family does this have, and his dealings with this little sister belong to Gao Pan.

"Didn't you add Zhang Yang's WeChat? Usually put in a little more effort. She couldn't help but look at Liu Jing.

"Useless mom, I'm still a little self-aware." Liu Jing smiled helplessly.

"You're stupid, who told you to do it in one step." Zhou Tong couldn't help but patted his daughter, "Won't you be friends first?" I didn't let you come up with such a clear purpose, okay? ”

"It's not easy to be friends first, and people on WeChat are reluctant to add it." Liu Jing pouted.

"Isn't there still your mother's side, I have a good relationship with your Aunt Song, and on your side, I will contact Zhang Yang for the purpose of making friends, even if I only gain friendship in the end, it is better than anything else." Zhou Tong said with a smile.

Liu Jing acquiesced, but felt it in her heart after all.

Contact with such a male god, even if it's just to be friends, it seems very slim.

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As the sun set, Cullinan and Bentley returned to their restaurant.

In the parking space in front of the restaurant, Zhang Zhaohai's Maybach S680 is parked, and the appearance of agate black is brilliant under the sunset.

There were two empty parking spaces next to the car, and it happened that Zhang Yang's Cullinan and Song Wenqin's Bentley were speeding and stopped one by one.

The three luxury cars lined up are parked here, which can be called an explosion.

The shops along the street on the side of the restaurant, large and small shops, smoke hotels, restaurants, bathing centers, chain hotels, large and small bosses all came out, looking at the scene in front of them, their eyes were shocked and speechless.

Under the restaurant, Zhang Zhaohai walked out early, ready to welcome his wife and son.

Behind him, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

As soon as Zhang Zhaohai turned around, a group of middle-aged people came out talking and laughing, so they stepped forward to hand over cigarettes and greetings.

"Mr. Liu, don't play the cards?"

The head of Mr. Liu, who was also met by chance, contracted the property project of the community behind him. Those who can open a property company naturally have the ability and relationship to play.

Sometimes it just so happens that in order to save trouble, this Mr. Liu often has a meal with several property managers under him.

Their restaurant is also a frequent visitor.

This back and forth is naturally familiar.

"Don't fight, there's dinner in the evening." Mr. Liu smiled and took the cigarette.

A few people lit cigarettes and planned to stand at the door for a while.

"The car..." Mr. Liu was holding a cigarette, his eyes suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Cullinan, Bentley?" Where's the big boss? Boss Zhang, do you know the owner? I see it all stopping next to your Maybach. ”

"Oh." Zhang Zhaohai saw his son and wife get out of the car one after another, smiled and waved, "My lover and my son's car." ”

"What?!" Mr. Liu's tone was shocked, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhang Zhaohai again, "Boss Zhang, you are definitely a real person!" Come on, come on, smoke mine. ”

He didn't think about it, and quickly found a cigarette.

Several property managers on the side saw it in their eyes and rushed to take out a lighter to help Zhang Zhaohai light a cigarette.

Mr. Liu's exclamation is not unreasonable.

His property company can earn millions a year after shaving expenses, but what kind of car does he drive? It's just a Porsche.

Drive a Bentley? For him, it's not a fantasy, but at least it's a distant thing.

But in front of me...

Maybach, Bentley, and that Cullinan. What kind of family does this have to be, what a big boss!

As he was talking, Zhang Yang and Song Wenqin had already stepped forward.

"Zhang Yang, our old customer, Mr. Liu." Zhang Zhaohai introduced it by the way.

The customers of their own restaurant, that polite sentence is naturally deserved.

Zhang Yang smiled and nodded, and greeted someone.

"Hello, hello." Mr. Liu's voice was eight degrees more enthusiastic, and he hurriedly handed over a cigarette and greeted him on the side. "Our restaurant has always tasted very good, and I will definitely introduce more friends to come over when I have the opportunity in the future."

"Thank you..." Zhang Yang thanked him.

"Then you guys are busy first, I'll go back first, don't bother." Mr. Liu observed his words and quickly said goodbye with a smile.

In the blink of an eye, time was left to Zhang Yang and them.

"Good fellow, this is Bentley!" Zhang Zhaohai had time to look at the Bentley in front of him, and his tone could not hide his amazement.

"It's not... My Cullinan could buy two Bentleys anyway, and you don't have that much reaction, right? Zhang Yang looked at his Lao Tzu's reaction, and couldn't help but be amused.

"You don't know your dad yet, it's compared to me." Song Wenqin smiled beside him.

A family of three stood in front of three cars and watched for a long time.

To be precise, Zhang Yang was standing with these two people.

"Why don't I go up first, and then you stand for a while?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

He knew that his parents had a lot to say, and he knew that at this moment, there might be many former neighbors who were about to appear to congratulate him.

The sedan chair is carried by everyone.

On this occasion, he left it to his parents.

Sure enough, not long after he walked in, there were voices of discussion and congratulations behind him.

At a glance of the red head, the parents were full of red faces, smiling at the neighbors, and the laughter in their ears continued.

In the evening, a family of three deliberately set a table in the restaurant to celebrate.

"My old Zhang, I never dreamed that I would have such a day thanks to my son." Zhang Zhaohai held the wine glass, and his tone was full of emotion.

Zhang Yang smiled and touched a glass with his father.

The food in front of me is very rich, and not far away, the business of the restaurant is boiling and there is a hustle and bustle.

The joy of life does not only refer to himself, he is now also capable of fulfilling the pride of his parents' life.

The family sat together, lively and lively, eating vegetables, drinking wine, and chatting about family life.

On the night before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the family was full of wine and food.

(End of chapter)

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