Shenhao Started From Bragging About Paying Taxes

  Chapter 64 BMW Three Series, I will pick up the car the day after tomorrow

  Wu Mingzhe was pulling the wind on the street, banging the accelerator, listening to the melodious sound, thinking that this is indeed a supercar!

  Pedestrians on the street, including passengers in passing vehicles, looked back.

  This kind of return rate is simply the existence of super class.

  Although Wu Mingzhe couldn’t figure out how Li Tianyu got this top supercar, but being able to drive this car to pick up his wife Jiang Lan was more exciting than expected.

  Originally, Wu Mingzhe just wanted to rent an ordinary luxury car, such as Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi, etc., to be able to live on the face, so that Jiang Lan's relatives would be less forced.

  Who knew that Li Tianyu would make such a "Tyrannosaurus".

   is simply a surprise.

  Jianglan’s family lives in a villa area in the southeast of the Imperial Capital—Jinhua Villa.

  The villas here are all single houses, and based on the current market prices, they range from 30 million to 80 million RMB.

   However, when the market opened, it was not too expensive. In just a few years, it has more than doubled.

  At this time, Jiang Lan’s house was very lively, and all the three aunts came.

  At noon, the Jiang family specially set up a large table to entertain the guests. What they eat is to caress their belly and support the wall, which is really unsatisfactory.

  Compared with the well-off Jiang family, Jiang Lan’s third aunt’s family is very ordinary, at best it can be regarded as a well-off level.

  But her family is lucky. The old house has just been demolished, and a large amount of compensation will be credited soon.

   also divided several houses.

  So, third aunt Deng Xiuhua doesn't think that she is much worse than Jiang's here.

  On the contrary, I don’t know why. When facing Jiang Lan’s father, Jiang Wenshi, Deng Xiuhua is always a little arrogant and aggressive, as if Jiang Wenshi is a poor relative.

  Even Deng Xiuhua’s husband Peng Lijun and son Peng Xiang felt superior in the Jiang family.

  However, Jiang Wenshi is still educated, and he doesn't care about these people. He can do whatever he wants. It's better to talk less.

  At this time, everyone was eating and drinking, and they sat on the sofa to chat.

  Deng Xiuhua loves this "link" the most. It feels most comfortable to eat and chew on the tongue.

   "Lan Lan, have you parted with that guy?"

  Jiang Lan was startled: "No, we are pretty, pretty good..."

  Deng Xiuhua curled her lips: "Lan Lan, it’s not that I said you. How many years have passed since this, haven’t you played enough? It’s also time to find a marriage partner."

  Jiang Lan: "Who gets married? My boyfriend is the one who wants to get married."

  Deng Xiuhua: "Oh, you are quite protecting him, so I will ask you, how much money does he make a month? Do you have a car and a house?"

  Jiang Lan: "I have a car, a house...I haven't bought it yet, but we have already discussed it. When we get married, we will pay a down payment to buy a set."

   "Pay down payment..." Deng Xiuhua pouted again, "Are you still taking money from your family?"

  Jiang Lan shook his head: “No, we are going to rely on our own strength. He and I have saved some money over the years, and it’s okay to pay a down payment.”

  Actually, Wu Mingzhe is planning to take part of the money with his family. Otherwise, how can he pay the down payment for a few years in the Imperial Capital?

   Jiang Lan did not dare to tell her third aunt.

  To let her know, it's time for cynicism.

   "I will ask you, where are you going to buy a house?"

"exist……"

   Before Jiang Lan could answer, Deng Xiuhua snatched the conversation: "It must be the suburbs? The northern suburbs are pretty enough. I think the southern suburbs are pretty similar. You may be able to afford it."

   Jiang Lan heard it, and nodded quickly: "Yes, the southern suburbs are also fine."

   "Then I ask you, if you are used to living in such a big house, can you get used to it if you live in a pigeon cage?"

  Jiang Lan heard this and said unconvincedly: "I'm used to it. I live in a pigeon cage with Mingzhe. I'm quite used to it!"

  Deng Xiuhua heard it, and curled her lips again, and then talked to Jiang Lan’s mother, Deng Yuhui.

   "Sister, take a look, you don't care about your daughters! What has this been taught?"

  Deng Yuhui smiled bitterly and said, “It’s fine if the child likes it, we can’t control it.”

"That's okay! If she regrets it by then, it will be too late, you have to persuade in advance..." Deng Xiulan said eloquently, "Just say that I am a neighbor, and her daughter has to be herself. Looking for a partner, yes, her parents don’t care, and finally got married. What do you say the result? Just gave birth to a child, the relationship broke up, and they felt that they were all inappropriate. In the end, they had to divorce. The girl still had to have children and bring With an oil bottle, now I can’t even talk about the subject."

"Lanlan, it’s not your third aunt, I’m just taking care of my business. I’m also doing it for your own good. You must find someone with a better financial foundation, not only having a car, but also a house, but also a big house. This is called a step. It’s in place, by the way, you will have to add your name at that time, so you won’t be afraid of being wronged at that time."

  Deng Xiuhua pointed to her son Peng Xiang and said: "You are looking for someone, at least looking for someone like your cousin, Xiangxiang. Tell your aunt and your uncle, how much money do you make now?"

  Peng Xiang: "Mom, what are you talking about?"

  Deng Xiulan: "You talk about it, if you don't tell me, how do people know?"

  Peng Xiang had no choice but to say: "Taking into account various subsidies, it is almost 20,000 yuan."

  Just as Deng Xiulan was about to speak, Jiang Lan immediately said: "We Mingzhe also made 20,000 yuan, it's nothing."

When Deng Xiulan heard it, she was unhappy: "Yeah, it's just like that before you get married. If you get married, you won't be able to get you to die? There is nothing great about earning 20,000 yuan. People earn tens of thousands, ten thousand. There are tens of thousands of them, Xiangxiang, tell me about the car you just bought. Mom doesn't understand, what is the name Bao?"

  When Peng Xiang mentioned cars, his eyes lighted up. He was interested in it, and more interested in showing off.

   "BMW three series, I will pick up the car the day after tomorrow."

  Deng Xiuhua: "How about? BMW is not cheap, Lan Lan, what car does your boyfriend drive?"

   "...accord..."

   "Acco...Look at it, a domestic car!"

  Peng Xiang: "...Mom, it's an RB car."

"Oh, RB cars... RB cars are worse! Not as good as domestic cars!" Deng Xiuhua turned around and said to Jiang Wenshi, "I said, you don't want to say anything about your father? No chance! "

  Jiang Wenshi had originally reluctantly agreed to Jiang Lan and Wu Mingzhe’s relationship, and now with Deng Xiuhua, he felt very shameless and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

   "What can I say? I have already said what I should say."

  Jiang Lan was terribly annoyed. In fact, she had known about the purchase of BMW by cousin Peng Xiang, and she had bought it with a loan.

  At the same time, Jiang Lan regretted a bit, and wanted to know that the third aunt was so "crazy", so she wouldn't let Wu Mingzhe come over to pick it up.鈥斺�

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