Chapter 841
You say that your children are not filial, and they won't buy you a car.

Let you squeeze the bus every day.

But as a junior, I still don't want to give up my seat to you.

I really shouldn't~
Zhang Mu sincerely apologized to Aunt Wang Fang.

The aunt named Wang Fang couldn't sit still, she stood up suddenly.

Good guy, this wave of face slaps almost swollen her face.

If she can still sit still, she will definitely be a wolf.

On the other hand, the faces of the other uncles and aunts were all black, as if they had been fed a few shits in public.

However, you clearly know that what you feed is feces.

But I still can't spit it out~
Fortunately-

The aunt named Wang Fang, the second reaction is super fast, suddenly thought of something, don't sneer:

"As poor as you are, you still buy a car for your parents?"

"What kind of car did you buy? A battery car or a bicycle?"

"If it's a battery car or a bicycle, it's better to take a bus. At least you won't be caught in the rain on rainy days, and you don't have to blow the cold wind in winter."

Obviously, Aunt Wang Fang didn't believe that Zhang Mu, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, could afford a car. If he could afford it, it would be a battery car at most.

Besides, she doesn't believe that there are such filial people in this world, who would rather buy a car for her parents than take the bus to and from get off work every day?

Who are you fooling?
And hearing what Aunt Wang Fang said, those uncles and aunts who were so black and surrounded by shit immediately came back to life.

"That's right, that's a big tone, and I bought a car for my parents, who can't brag?"

"I'm exhausted every day. After work, I sleep in a rented house and eat instant noodles. On this condition, I still buy a car for my parents?"

"Come on, come on, let me do the math, let's just treat it as your salary of five thousand a month. Now that prices are so high, it's not bad for you to be able to save one thousand a month. Save ten thousand a year. Look at you. , only come out to work for three or four years at most, come on, tell me, what kind of car can I buy for three or four thousand?"

"Of course, this is still on the premise of your monthly salary of 5000. If the actual salary is not so high, hmph, buy a car? I'm afraid you can't even afford a battery car."

"Don't guess, he must not even be able to afford a battery car, otherwise he wouldn't buy a car for himself, how convenient is it to commute to and from get off work?"

The uncles and aunts began to mock Zhang Mu crazily.

Sure enough, Zhang Mu has no money. It’s not that he looks down on wage earners, but how can he afford a car just by working?
We just don't believe it.

Unless you show evidence~
Seeing the faces of the elders and aunts, the passengers in the car fell silent again.

Obviously, they didn't think Zhang Mu was really rich enough to buy a car for his parents, except for Zhang Mu who was a little handsome.

After all, the young people who came to Xijiang to work at the same time knew the difficulties of being a worker best.

Throughout the year, if you can save 2 or [-] yuan, you are already the king of the workers.

But this money, go home for a year.

Buying new year's goods and sending out new year's money, it's almost bottomed out.

What's more, on the night of the New Year's Eve, they gambled money to start a bank and killed all directions. As a result, they packed their luggage and left home in the snow early in the morning of the New Year's Eve, losing everything.

In this way, it is very good to really be able to buy a battery car for my parents.

Still buying a car?
At least in their circle, there is no such great god.

Can--

Who is Zhang Mu?

Is he really a wage earner?
His existence is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

The system is in hand.

How dare you question me, have no money to buy a car for your parents?

If you buy it, is it just a battery car at most?
Zhang Mu was really amused, and raised the corners of his mouth, looking at Aunt Wang Fang who seemed to be full of superiority.

"I said aunt, how much savings do you think I need to buy a car for my parents?"

"How can you say that you have to have a deposit of 30?"

"That's right, although we are still poor in Xijiang with a deposit of 30 yuan, with this money, it is not a big problem to buy a domestic car for your parents."

"Why, young man, don't you want to show us the deposit?"

"Okay, take it out quickly, welcome to slap in the face."

"If your deposit is five figures, aunt will eat the trash can on the bus."

"I ate the steering wheel."

"..."

Ugly faces approached impatiently.

They said that Zhang Mu was welcome to take out the savings to slap Zhang Mu in the face, but in fact, they wanted to slap Zhang Mu in the face.

It is certain that Zhang Mu does not have a deposit of 30.

With a deposit of 30 yuan, who the hell still squeezes the bus~
Zhang Mu smiled, ready to reveal the balance longer than the phone number.

But at this moment, a Porsche grabbed the road and intercepted the American style, trying to force the bus to stop.

The bus braked suddenly, and the passengers on the bus had no time to react and fell staggered.

Only Zhang Mu stood there, nothing happened.

Aunt Wang Fang's nose hit the glass, and her nose bleeds instantly, not to mention how embarrassing she was.

After she got up and figured out the situation, she immediately cursed:

"How do you drive? You can grab roads indiscriminately by driving a Porsche."

"What the hell, with some bad money, the road becomes your living room. You can drive it however you want?"

"You don't know how people like you will die sooner or later."

Aunt Wang Fang's mouth is notoriously sharp, and she doesn't even swear for a minute.

In the end, she even decided to take her sisters out of the car to argue that she must blackmail the Porsche driver.

But after getting off the car aggressively, it's not right.

Why does this car look familiar?
Wait!
Isn't this my son's Porsche?

really--

The door of the Porsche opened, and a man wearing glasses got out, very similar to Aunt Wang Fang.

It is indeed Aunt Wang Fang's precious son, Wang Baoqing.

"Son, why are you?"

Wang Baoqing looked confused, "Mom, why are you on the bus?"

"I went out to dance in the square with some aunts and uncles." Aunt Wang Fang replied, and then took her girlfriends to admire her son's Porsche.

"How about it, this is my son's luxury car of more than 50 yuan, isn't it beautiful?"

"I'll let you all sit in it some other day. My son's driving skills are pretty good. When you sit in it, you don't feel any bumps at all."

As soon as this remark comes out, is there any large-scale double standard scene?
When I didn’t know it was my son’s Porsche before, even the [-]th generation of the owner’s ancestors greeted me, and even asked how I drove. I used the road as your living room. Something happened sooner or later~
But seeing that it’s my son’s Porsche, I’ll be good, let me tell you, my son’s driving skills are really good~
"By the way, son, what are you doing stopping the car if you have nothing to do?"

"Almost forgot, Mom, I'm looking for someone."

Wang Baoqing swept past the passengers who got off the bus, and immediately rushed to Zhang Mu.

"Mr. Zhang, please also sell the exclusive copyright of [The Lonely Brave Man] to Wang Yiyun~"

(End of this chapter)

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