Chapter 543: Mercedes-Benz 600?

Therefore, it was precisely because of this idea that Wang Zhitao could only endure the torture silently.

At noon, the nanny came back and cooked some food. After Zhou Jiajia and Wang Zhitao had something together, Zhou Jiajia got up and said goodbye, preparing to come again tomorrow.

Since Zhou Jiajia has something to do, Wang Zhitao doesn't want to keep him. Now his relationship with Zhou Jiajia is the kind that seems good, but is far away.

Yang Ming and Chen Mengyan arrived at the end of the subway station, Oriental Automobile City, which is the largest automobile sales market in Songjiang City. However, it should not be said to be Songjiang City, because this is actually invested and constructed by an entrepreneur in Donghai City.

It’s just that there is no land for building a car city on a large scale in the city of Donghai, even if there is one, the price is not affordable, so it’s better to build a car city on the edge of Songjiang City, which borders the East China Sea. In this way, the car city is like between the East China Sea and Songjiang, and it’s very convenient for people from both cities to go.

This is also the practice of many cities, building a car city on the outskirts of the city.

Yang Ming and Chen Mengyan came to the car city and wandered around casually. This place is in the form of exhibition halls, and each brand has its own exhibition hall, but there are all kinds of cars, almost all of which are sold in China. Of course, some people still like to go to the special 4S sales stores of various brands to buy cars, which is a matter of personal habits.

"Wow, this car is good, it's quite suitable for girls to drive." Chen Mengyan said, pointing to a small SUV.

As soon as Yang Ming and Chen Mengyan stopped like this, a sales lady immediately came over and said, "Do you two want to see the car?"

Now, the prices of most domestic car brands have dropped to a very low level, and most cars are at the level of tens of thousands of yuan, which means that cars are no longer something big bosses can afford to drive, and they have entered the working class.

So unlike some luxury car sales ladies who wear tinted glasses to customers, domestic car salesmen do not pay much attention to the dress and age of people who see cars, because no matter who they are, they may become their potential customers.

"Well, take a look." Yang Ming nodded: "What kind of car is this?"

"This is Zotye 5008, a small mini off-road vehicle, which is very suitable for families and young couples to drive. The car is small in size, but its appearance and function are not bad. There is also a luggage rack on it, which is suitable for picnics and long-distance travel." The sales lady introduced: "Then is the previous model of this car. Zotye 2008, 5008 was improved on his basis."

"How much?" Yang Ming asked.

"The deluxe version of 59,999 will be given a full car film, luggage rack and small decorations." said the sales lady.

Only 60,000 yuan? Yang Ming nodded secretly. This car is good, cheap and practical, and it is not ostentatious when driving. The most important thing is that it looks good and Chen Mengyan can drive it.

"Okay, let's take a look." Yang Ming said to the sales lady.

"Okay, here are our promotional materials, please take them and take a look." The sales lady handed a promotional advertisement to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming took it and took it in his hand, and walked to another booth with Chen Mengyan.

"What do you think?" Yang Ming asked Chen Mengyan.

"I think it's pretty good, I can drive it too." It can be seen that Chen Mengyan likes the car just now.

"But it's manual transmission." In Yang Ming's opinion, girls should like to drive automatic transmission.

"It's okay. It turns out that when my dad taught me to drive, he used the old 213 Jeep that was eliminated from their unit, and it was also manually blocked." Chen Mengyan said: "I'm used to it."

"Okay, let's take a look. If it really doesn't work, buy that." Yang Ming doesn't care. Just open it. The key is that Chen Mengyan likes it.

Originally, Yang Ming planned to buy a car worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, but now that Chen Mengyan has liked this domestic car worth 60,000 yuan, there is no need to hesitate anymore. It doesn’t matter if he buys it now. After all, the price is cheap, and even if my mother knows it, she won’t say anything.

If you buy it, drive it first, and then change it later. You can throw this car to Chen Mengyan and drive it first.

"Okay." Chen Mengyan also thought the car was good, and she was a little happy to see Yang Ming planning to buy it.

The two of them came to the exhibition hall of Mercedes-Benz without realizing it. At present, Yang Ming is not very interested in this kind of decent car with huge fuel consumption.

However, Yang Ming saw an acquaintance here, Sun San, the butler of Sun Jie's family. At this moment, Sun San was scolding a bald head. Yang Ming looked at the lip shapes of the two of them and roughly understood the chat content.

It turned out that bald head was the manager of this Mercedes-Benz sales store. It seemed that he had a customer because of something. The car city was the Sun family's property, so Sun San was responsible for mediation.

Sun San also saw Yang Ming, nodded to Yang Ming, looked at Chen Mengyan beside Yang Ming with a meaningful look, and then turned around to continue scolding the bald head manager.

Yang Ming also smiled at him, but he didn't come forward to say hello. Perhaps Sun San didn't want to embarrass himself because Chen Mengyan was by his side.

Yang Ming was about to turn around and leave with Chen Mengyan when he suddenly heard a sarcastic voice.

"Ah, isn't this Chen Mengyan?"

Chen Mengyan and Yang Ming turned their heads at the same time and saw a fashionable girl wearing a fat man standing not far away from them, and the fashionable girl was talking.

Chen Mengyan frowned, looked at the fashionable girl for a long time before he hesitating: "Are you Lin Xiang?"

"Why, Chen Mengyan, have you learned to fish for kids?" Lin Xiang glanced at Yang Ming beside Chen Mengyan and said sarcastically: "Oh, I forgot, you should be in college now, right? But you're just a freshman, tsk..."

Chen Mengyan nodded, not wanting to talk to her, so she said to Yang Ming: "Let's go, one of my junior high school classmates."

"Ha, don't leave. Are you here to buy a car? Or are you just here to have a look and feel happy?" Lin Xiang saw Yang Ming and Chen Mengyan's outfits, and she didn't look like someone who was too rich, so she spoke sarcastically.

"We are here to buy a car, but my girlfriend doesn't seem to like you very much, so you should just ask for it." Yang Ming glared at Lin Xiang and warned.

"Ha, tutu, you are here to buy a car?" Lin Xiang said sarcastically, "Have you heard a joke? It was said that a tutumao went to a car sales store to take out 2,000 yuan and said to buy a Santana. The clerk was puzzled, what did you say? The tutumao said, "The Santana 2,000 is written at the door!" The clerk said with a wry smile, "You go to the Mercedes-Benz 600 opposite! I think you are the tutumao, and you think this car can be afforded by everyone?"

"I've finished speaking? Your joke is not funny at all." Yang Ming suddenly reached out and patted the face of the fat man beside Lin Xiang, making a "slap" sound: "Is it, sauerkraut jar!"

The fat man suddenly heard someone calling his nickname in junior high school, and was stunned. He had been used to pretending with others in recent years with Lin Xiang in recent years. After being shot by Yang Ming, he was a little at a loss. He was about to have an attack, but when he looked at the person in front of him carefully, he was shocked: "You... are you Yang Ming?"

"Sauerkraut jar, your memory is not very good. I have been recognizing me for so long. It seems that you don't have a deep impression of me!" Yang Ming laughed.

"No...no, Brother Yang... don't beat me..." The little fat man was startled and said quickly.

Both Fatty and Yang Ming graduated from Hongqi Middle School. At that time, the Fatty relied on his family's wealth and seemed to be a bully in the school, but he accidentally offended Yang Ming. Yang Ming didn't care what he was and beat him up.

Later, the fat man was dissatisfied and asked several people in society to trouble Yang Ming, but he asked Yang Ming to repair it again. And since then, every time Yang Ming met him, he would teach him a lesson, and he would give the little fat man a psychological shadow. When he saw Yang Ming, the person who was ejaculated in the condition said, "Brother Yang... don't beat me..."

The casual words just now popped up suddenly from the depths of his memory.

"Husband, who is this person?" Lin Xiang was a little confused about the situation in front of her.

"Shut up!" the little fat man shouted suddenly: "Call Brother Yang!"

Yang Ming shook his head and said lightly: "No need, sauerkraut jar, is this your wife?"

"Yes...yes...Brother Yang, is there anything wrong?" The fat man didn't know what Yang Ming was going to do, so he had to bite the bullet and answer.

"Oh, it's okay, we are a turtle man, and we are going to spend 600 yuan to buy a Mercedes-Benz." Yang Ming couldn't tell that this girl was hostile to Chen Mengyan, so he wanted to take the opportunity to mess with him.
Chapter completed!