The first rich son-in-law

The next day, Jiang Beichen sent Tongtong to school first.

Halfway through, I received another call from Xie Nianwei, who said that she was locked up at home by Zhao Ailan.

The reason is that Zhao Ailan saw him tying Zhao Qun's shoelaces yesterday and thought he was a waste and didn't want Xie Nianwei to get in touch with him again.

She was afraid that her daughter would sneak out to find him, so she simply locked Xie Nianwei at home and refused to let her come out.

Now Xie Nianwei is the boss, she always has to go out to work, and Xiongfeng's project has already started, so she must be in charge in person.

What's wrong with being locked up at home now!
Jiang Beichen was very helpless, so he asked Zhao Qun to get things ready.Rushed to Xie Nianwei's house.

What is it?

At the beginning, Zhao Ailan had said that if she wanted to marry her daughter, the dowry was a dowry, a car was a car, and a house was a house.

Jiang Beichen has already given the bride price of 300 million.

Zhao Qun also picked up a new car. He didn't buy one that was too expensive. Junmen said it was about the same, so Zhao Qun bought a white Bentley worth more than 300 million.

In addition, the real estate certificates for the nine No. [-] villas have also come down, and Jiang Beichen has already written Xie Nianwei's name.

Jiang Beichen drove a Bentley and brought the real estate certificate to Xie Nianwei's community.

dong dong!

Jiang Beichen knocked on the door lightly.

There was no movement at the door.

But Jiang Beichen clearly saw a shadow moving in the cat's eyes, and he was a magic eye, and nothing could escape his magic eye.

Immediately, he saw the old face full of contempt behind the door.

"Dog thing, a trash who carries people's shoes, actually dares to come to the door, where does he have the confidence!"

"Mom, since Beichen is here, let him in. Can we talk about it face to face?"

"No! This is my house, why let him in, doesn't he have a big villa? Haha, let him take that little wild man to live in the big villa, and never come back!"

Zhao Ailan's vicious voice came through the crack of the door.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help frowning, and knocked on the door again, but this time with more force in his hand, there was a dull echo from the whole corridor.

"What are you doing? You're going to die! I'm afraid the neighbors won't know that there is a trash coming to our house, right?"

Naturally, Zhao Ailan was also afraid of embarrassment, so she walked over angrily and opened the door.

The door opened, and Jiang Beichen stood outside the door with a cold expression.Just about to go in, she was stopped by Zhao Ailan.

"Jiang, why are you here? By the way, shouldn't you be carrying shoes for others now? Why, you still have time to come out casually when you are a messenger?" Zhao Ailan said in a playful tone.

"Mom, can you stop going too far!" Xie Nianwei finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out of the room, only to be grabbed by Zhao Ailan tightly!

"I tell you to stay in the house honestly, what are you doing out there, do you really want your mother to jump off the building?" Zhao Ailan asked angrily.

"I, I didn't!" Xie Nianwei bit her red lips, this mother was such a jerk, she just threatened her by jumping off a building, and wouldn't let her see Jiang Beichen.

"Auntie, you don't have to be like this!"

At this time, Jiang Beichen spoke, and said lightly: "Today, I'm here to talk to you about my relationship with Nianwei!"

"Hehe, what about you and Nianwei?" Zhao Ailan looked disdainful: "Do you think it is necessary to talk? Do you think you are worthy of my daughter?"

"I tell you, from now on, stay away from my daughter, I won't allow you to have any more contact!"

"By the way! And that little bastard, we don't want it anymore, you take it away!"

"Hehe, with you like this, I guess you won't be able to get married in this life, and you won't even have any offspring, which is miserable enough. Why don't you just treat this little bastard as your own, maybe she can take care of you in the future It's the end, haha!" Zhao Ailan felt that her idea was absolutely perfect, and couldn't help laughing strangely.

"Mom, how could you do this?" Xie Nianwei felt speechless, "Tongtong is my daughter, how can you give her to someone else at will, besides, Beichen and I really love each other, why can't you fulfill it?" ?”

"Complete?"

"I made you perfect, who will make me perfect?" Zhao Ailan shouted with red eyes: "Is it easy for me to raise you so big? Mom is so old, what can I expect?"

"I just hope that you marry a rich man who can support you two, and also save me worry and live a good life!"

"It's good for you. With your current conditions, you can't find what you are looking for. You insist on finding me a poor man!"

"You want to piss me off, you!" Zhao Ailan couldn't help sobbing at the end.

Xie Nianwei was afraid of making her anxious, so she didn't dare to talk nonsense, so she looked at Jiang Beichen helplessly.

Jiang Beichen said lightly: "Auntie, I think your thinking is too narrow! What's more, there is no distinction between high and low! I think I can give Nianwei happiness!"

"Besides, you promised me before that as long as I can get ready for marriage, you will promise us to be together!" Jiang Beichen reminded calmly.

"Are you ready for the wedding?" Zhao Ailan glanced at him with an expression of disbelief.

"As I said before, money is money, a car is a car, and a house is a house. Without these things, I would never let my daughter marry you!"

"And I also said that it must be a house by the Jinjiang River, and my daughter's name must be written on the house! Oh, do you think I'm joking with you?" Zhao Ailan looked disdainful.

A house on the banks of the Jinjiang River can be afforded by a guy who carries shoes for others?
She didn't believe Jiang Beichen had this ability at all.

Jiang Beichen didn't talk nonsense, so he took out the house book and handed it to Zhao Ailan.

"Auntie, this is the certificate of property rights for the five villas at No. [-] by the Jinjiang River. I have already transferred the ownership of the property to Nianwei. Now, it's okay, right?" Jiang Beichen said helplessly.

"What? Did you really buy the villa? It's still my daughter's name?"

Zhao Ailan still couldn't believe it, but she still couldn't help but brought the house book over.

I opened it and took a look, and it really was my daughter's name.

My head suddenly buzzed!
This is a villa worth over [-] million yuan, this kid can really afford it?
Xie Nianwei was also shocked, and took a look at it, and it was indeed her name.

To be honest, she was quite surprised.

After all, she and Jiang Beichen haven't received the certificate yet. Besides, who doesn't put property first these days, let alone this is their own fully paid house.

And the other party is willing to write his own name on the full payment house, which shows a gift.

This is legal!
For a moment, don't mention how touched I was.

"Bei Chen..." Xie Nianwei's eyes were red, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Jiang Beichen smiled slightly and said, "If you are with me, I will naturally give you a guarantee! This house is one of them!"

"fake!"

"This must be fake!" Zhao Ailan came back to her senses, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly, "Jiang, don't think that if you make a false certificate to fool me, I will be fooled. Tell me, you Which small workshop did you get it from? Want to fool me? Let me tell you, there is no way!"

Jiang Beichen had an indifferent expression, "It's okay, Auntie, if you don't believe me, you can go to the relevant department to check the authenticity, it's just a house, it's not difficult for me, not to mention, the lie will be exposed sooner or later , I really like Nianwei, how could I do such a foolish thing!"

Zhao Ailan's face was cloudy and uncertain, and she could tell that this kid didn't seem to be lying.But thinking of the way this guy tied someone else's shoelaces last night, she still felt a little brooding in her heart.

So he said with a stern face: "Jiang, don't get too complacent! You already have a house, but what about the car?"

"I seem to have told you before? It's not just a casual car, it must be at least 200 million!" Zhao Ailan couldn't help emphasizing.

"Mom, why are you pushing ahead? Beichen has already bought a house, so what car do you need! Besides, how can your daughter be so delicate, can she deserve a 200 million car?" Xie Nianwei was completely speechless.

"Why don't you deserve it?" Zhao Ailan insisted, "You are the boss of the company now, what's wrong with the 200 million car, I think 2000 million is more than enough for you!"