Xia Wenzhuo, Xiao Lan, Xue Yunzhu and his children, Pei Xuezhe, opened the door and came outside. He saw a luxurious sports car reflected by lights and stars appearing from the rear door of the container along the slide rails bit by bit in front of the people.

A crowd of people stood around.

"BMW!"

"And there is such a BMW? This is the first time I have seen it! How much does it cost?"

"Didn't you listen to them? Two or three million! Of course, this is the first time you have seen a BMW that was one hundred million before, but this is two or three million!"

"Tsk tsk, I think it's more than 200,000 or 300,000 is just an astronomical number. Two or three million is really rich!"

"I didn't hear that girl shouting, it was Zhao Changan."

"This young man heard that he is a billionaire, but he earned 100 million yuan when selling cement plants some time ago!"

"Hehe, Lao Xia really lost his wife and his army."

"I'll lose my wife and my army? If my daughter finds such a good son-in-law, I'll report you, Lao Liu, and I'll let you, the father-in-law, come in and drink porridge for a few years!"

"One car was towed away in the afternoon, and one more expensive car was sent here. Is this a challenge?"

"He just challenged you, who can tell me that they are rich!"

"This car is so great. If I drive around, I can wake up laughing when I sleep!"

"Dream, it's better to drive your tractor and pull bricks for two or three million yuan!"

"San, you can drive a tractor. You really want to drive this car. Can you drive it?"

"This car looks so familiar? By the way, 007 is driving this car!"

"I said it looks so familiar, it's just that the 007 car is so great!"

"Black Sun Crisis", released last year, was not screened in a small place in Shancheng, but pirated discs are rampant, and many people have watched this film.

At this time, more people nearby were alarmed and ran over to watch.

His eyes were hot and complicated to stare at this car, which was so expensive and extraordinary, and only seen in TV and movies.

I saw a Porsche boxster that Xia Wenzhuo was towed away in the afternoon    3.2.

"The Lord is here, you can hand over it with her."

Zhao Changan and a female sales manager who was 27 or 28 years old, wearing a small suit, white shirt, one-step skirt, slim high heels, flesh-colored stockings, said: "All the fees will be like this trailer coming here. You go back and make a list and send it to Liang Qian. I have already agreed there."

"Well, yes, Mr. Zhao, I have a small request. Can you take a picture with you? I am standing in front of this car. This is the task given to me by our boss."

The female sales manager looked expectant and explained: "Our company specializes in importing million-level luxury cars in Jiangcheng area. Mr. Zhao is a celebrity, especially among young people."

"Can."

Zhao Changan nodded with a smile.

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Facing the BMW Z8 that Zhao Changan gave, Xia Wenzhuo didn't say anything, but took the document and signed it from the female sales manager.

The workers there removed the buckles that fixed the wheels. Xia Wenzhuo took the car key and turned on the headlights.

Then, with the explanation of the female sales manager, they got into the car and continued to explain the various functions of the car to Xia Wenzhuo.

The big truck drove slowly forward so as to make enough room for the BMW Z8 to move.

"I'll move the car so Wen Zhuo can get in."

Pei Xuezhe patted Zhao Changan on the shoulder, which was considered an affirmation of what he did, and walked back to the yard with great strides.

Zhao Changan looked at Pei Xuezhe's tall back and couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.

He is a very sensitive person, and he is not a weapon in his practice of ancient martial arts. His grasp of some detailed body language on the earth is terrifying, and he can see through people's hearts in the end.

Pei Xuezhe slapped him on the shoulder, and the force was lighter, just perfunctory, and even heavier, there was still a deep grudge in his heart.

In other words, he has already been completely open-minded in his heart. Now, as long as he is good to Xia Wenzhuo, he will agree with him very much.

Zhao Changan understood a little about why the friendship between Xia Wenzhuo and Pei Xuezhe remained so close until twenty years later.

On March 10th of this life, he magically stomped a large section of the north courtyard wall that day.

At that time, Zhao Changan still remembered the look that Pei Xuezhe didn't have to look at him directly.

Now that things are looking back, don’t blame others for looking down on yourself.

He has poor academic performance and is among the top ten in science subjects in the school.

Smoking, drinking, skipping classes, without ability or backing, he still causes trouble everywhere. His father is Pei Pingjiang.

In school, he openly chased and scrambled with his female classmates. No matter how much he fell in love with Xia Wenzhuo, he still implicitly turned to the truth.

I was wearing cheap old clothes, my hair was long and messy like a bird's nest. I was shaved with a buzz head. Although it was not very expensive, I was all dressed up like three or one hundred clothes and shoes. At first glance, I was a sunny and spiritual guy with knowledge and cultivation.

However, after a long time of contact, Zhao Changan discovered that this kid was really a very good person.

In his previous life, he and Chang Shan became Xia Wenzhuo's right-hand man. He was almost forty years old and married Chang Shan, who was three years younger than him.

Now Chang Shan is in the first and second grades of high school, with a score of about 150 in the school.

In the words of Chang Youli, this score is simply incomparable to her junior high school scores.

But she is also studying hard every day, and Chang Youli and his wife have no choice.

Chang Shan's grades are OK if he was in science, but liberal arts has always been a shortcoming of the first high school, and he cannot beat Guangzhou No. 1 High School and Pengzhou No. 1 High School. Liberal arts is also the score line of a provincial normal university, which is still far from a university of 211.

If nothing unexpected happens, if there is no special interference from external forces, she will not have a deep connection with Xia Wenzhuo and Pei Xuezhe in this life.

Just like Qian Mingjian, after graduation last year, he worked in judicial work in Zheng City. Because Xia Wuyue's incident was exposed, he disappeared into a 100,000 mountain. In this life, he did not need to collect evidence of Xia Wuyue's crimes because of Qiu who had broken his hands, so he joined Xia Wenzhuo and eventually changed to Wenzhuo Group and became the company's senior management.

As Xia Wenzhuo and Pei Xuezhe left, Zhao Changan looked at Xiao Lan and was a little stunned.

When did the round and smooth little pepper turn into a beautiful white bone demon?

"Xiao Lan, you——"

"Don't say unlucky words!"

Xiao Lan interrupted Zhao Changan with an unexpected premonition, "Why are you so thin? You have to eat more nutritious things, such as supplementing more protein," and other words teasing her. She looked at Zhao Changan with a smile and said, "My ears are calloused."

"The ears are calloused and have no effect yet, which means you are the peerless stubborn donkey who can't even pull back nine cows."

"In order to maintain a good figure, it is worth it to control your mouth and move your legs!"

"It's all the time, but I'm lucky. I'm afraid you have any misunderstandings about the three words "good figure"?"

At this time, the girl didn't know the core meaning of the description of "airport". She thought she was "a inch thinner on her back, ten years younger." Xiao Lan smiled proudly and said, "It's better to have an airport!"

If you continue to say this, it will be really teasing. Zhao Changan looked at Xue Yunzhu.

In fact, he is very familiar with her!

When Xue Yunzhu married Qiao Jianwei, he was also lucky to attend the grand wedding held in Qiaojia Village.

At that time, amid Xue Yunzhu's screams like a pig slaughter, he also rushed in with a large group of people.

At that time, Zhao Changan was still in the fifth grade of elementary school (five-year system), and was a half-sized child who knew nothing.

I don’t understand that the skin is like cream, straight and slender, and the moving taste is contained in these words.
Chapter completed!