1406: If You Get Into A University, I'll Give You A Car

If You Get Into A University, I'll Give You A Car

Li Qinglang said, "If you depend on farming, it will be impossible to buy a car."0

"Why?"

"Look at the farmers around you. Which family has bought a car?"

Han Chuanzong: "…"

He did not speak. After thinking for a long time, he still had not thought of anyone he knew who had bought a car.

He shook his head and said, "None. No one in my village has bought a car. Even their relatives have not bought a car. Your car is the first one that has entered our village.

"Even the richest family, the Wangs, has not bought a car."

Li Qinglang smiled. "Which means to say that they don't know how to earn enough money to buy a car. Your parents will never live in a villa in their lifetime either, much less buy a car. If you continue to learn from them, then you will become like your neighbors - you won't know anything except farming."

Han Chuanzong frowned.

"Do you want to buy a car?"

"Of course!"

"I know what you should do so that you can buy a car in the future. Do you want to learn?"

"Of course I do!" Han Chuanzong immediately drew closer. "Quick, tell me. I want a car too."

"It's not that easy. You're still young. Once you've grown up after a few years, you can buy a car."

"Then tell her, and she can buy one for me." Han Chuanzong pointed at Han Jing and said matter-of-factly.

Li Qinglang glanced at Han Jing and said calmly, "She doesn't need me to teach her. She already knows."

"Then why don't you hurry up and buy one for me? Quick! I want a car."

Han Chuanzong grew impatient the moment he heard that Han Jing knew how to buy a car.

Li Qinglang laughed. "Your elder sister is going to marry me in the future. I already have a car; there's no need for her to buy one."

"Then she can buy one for me."

"You're mistaken. Go home and ask your mother whether a married daughter will buy a car for her younger brother? Should your sister-in-law buy a car for her younger brother?"

Han Chuanzong: "…"

He might be spoilt, but he was not stupid!

His mother was always saying that Sister-in-law belonged to their family and had to be filial to her and take care of her. She was not to keep running back to her natal family and was not to bring anything back to them. A married daughter was like water thrown out of the house.

His future brother-in-law was clearly mocking him.

Once his elder sister married, she would belong to another family. She could not possibly buy anything for her own family.

Han Chuanzong angrily said, "But my elder sister hasn't married you yet!"

Li Qinglang raised his brows. This fellow was quite smart. He reacted fast.

"Too bad, your elder sister listens to me. Besides, your elder sister hasn't graduated yet! The ability to earn enough money to buy a car is found in university. Although some people still don't have that ability after attending university.

"If you want a car, you must get into Beijing University like your sister. If you do that, I'll give you one. If not, you can find a way to buy one in the future."

Han Jing was shocked. "Li Qinglang, there's no need…"

"No problem. If he really gets in, giving him a car is not a problem."

Han Chuanzong did not speak.

He was used to getting whatever he wanted from his family. At that moment, his brother-in-law sounded extremely capable. He did not dare to offend him.

Just now, his elder sister had even lost her temper at home and said that she must marry him. That way, she would not need to fear the Wang family in the future. The Wang family was the richest family in the village. He played there before, and Old Madam Wang had even scolded him.

She said he was useless and that his family was dwindling as his elder brother had no son.

After his elder sister brought this man home, all the boys in the village had been dead envious of him. They said that his elder sister was so capable. They said that his elder sister had found a rich brother-in-law for him, even more handsome than that Wang Fengbao from the Wang family. He even had a car.

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