1741: C1741 Let the Bullet Fly for a While

C1741 Let the Bullet Fly for a While

Rong Zhikuan took over the conversation and said, "That's right. We have to drive a four-wheeled car no matter what. Even if we can't drive a BMW, we can still buy a car worth a hundred thousand yuan. That's an upgrade. Riding a bicycle is really embarrassing. It's a drop in price."

"You can also pay for the bicycle. Borrow thirty to fifty thousand yuan for a down payment, and then how much money do you pay every month. This way, you can have a bicycle to use. It's pretty good."

When Rong Zhikuan called Yang Siyu early in the morning, he was received by Jun Zhao. Jun Zhao even scolded him on the phone.

He had a belly full of anger long ago.

Now in front of Chen Yufen, in order to show off, he naturally had to be extremely sarcastic towards Yang Siyu.

Rong Zhikuan deliberately touched his car and asked Yang Siyu with a smile, "Director Yang, what do you think of my car? Do you want to buy a car like mine? I think it's pretty good. "

Yang Siyu glanced at Rong Zhikuan's Mercedes-Benz and walked to her store. She took out the key and opened the door.

Although it was almost nine o'clock, it was still early in the morning.

Meeting scumbags early in the morning affected her mood.

No, they didn't meet him. They deliberately came to pick a fight.

In the past two days, Rong Zhikuan's actions had made Yang Siyu curse that she had been blind for the past three years. How could she love a man like Rong Zhikuan for three years?

And she had almost married him.

Yesterday, Sister Mu was right. Rong Zhikuan had changed his expression before he got the certificate. At least, it could prevent her from getting hurt after marriage.

For a man like Rong Zhikuan who wanted to climb up the social ladder, if she really married him, it would be extremely painful.

Jun Zhao parked the bicycle and walked over.

"Sir, what's your name?"

Rong Zhikuan asked on purpose.

He also took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Jun Zhao.

Jun Zhao looked at the cigarette he handed over and smiled. He refused and said, "Mr. Rong, I'm sorry. I don't smoke your kind of cigarettes. I only smoke cigar."

Hearing this, Rong Zhikuan laughed out loud.

"Oh, oh, right, right. Your dad and your brother will give you money. You don't need to spend your own money to buy cigarettes. Of course, you can smoke whichever is good."

"Hey, what's your surname? You're quite handsome, but your skin is dark. Did you come back from Africa?"

Chen Yufen saw that Yang Siyu ignored them and saw that Jun Zhao had a good temper, so she made a move on him.

Jun Zhao was already Yang Siyu's husband, so insulting Jun Zhao with words was equivalent to insulting Yang Siyu.

"Yufen, don't joke around. Going to Africa is also going overseas. Does he have the qualifications to go abroad? Maybe he hasn't even taken a plane before."

Chen Yufen laughed.

Although Jun Zhao's clothes were not the same as yesterday's, they were still old. He did not change his shoes either. It was still the same pair of flip-flops from yesterday.

With his current appearance, who would believe that he was the Jun Family's Third Young Master?

Jun Zhao was too lazy to respond. He often flew around the world. It could be said that going abroad was as easy as eating for him.

He just let the bullets fly for a while.

The more they mocked Siyu, the more they would mock her. When Siyu no longer had any thoughts of getting a divorce, they would hold a grand wedding. Jun Zhao would definitely invite this pair of scumbags to witness his and Siyu's happiness. At that time, it would be more satisfying to slap their faces.1

The good show would be left behind.

Jun Zhao was actually quite cynical.

Rong Zhikuan also smiled as he said to Jun Zhao, "Come, come, touch my car. Maybe this is a car that you will never be able to touch in your entire life."

Jun Zhao really touched his car.

"It's a second-hand car."

Rong Zhikuan's smile suddenly stopped.

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