Shenhao Started From Bragging About Paying Taxes

Counting the time, Wu Mingzhe should be on his way. Jiang Lan is a little restless. If the third aunt meets Wu Mingzhe, she will be even more cynical.

She was afraid that Wu Mingzhe would not be able to bear it at that time, and any quarrel with the third aunt would be bad.

So, Jiang Lan quickly said to go to the bathroom, and then started to call Wu Mingzhe.

But I don't know what happened, Jiang Lan made two calls, but Wu Mingzhe didn't answer.

Inconvenient to drive? But Wu Mingzhe is used to wearing bluetooth headphones.

So, Jiang Lan made another phone call.

This time, Wu Mingzhe took it.

Jiang Lan: "Hey, husband, where are you? Why didn't you answer the phone just now? I'm so anxious."

Wu Mingzhe: "I didn't set up the bluetooth headset just now, now it's alright, baby, I'll be there soon, don't worry."

Jiang Lan: "I didn't mean that, otherwise, you'd better not come."

Wu Mingzhe was stunned: "Why? Not going home today?"

Jiang Lan: "...Why don't you come back tomorrow, my third aunt is showing off here again..."

Wu Mingzhe understood. He had met Jiang Lan's third aunt once, and she really looked like Mrs. Xianglin, and he didn't like Wu Mingzhe inexplicably.

This is also the reason why Wu Mingzhe wanted to rent a luxury car in advance - to stop the mouth of the third aunt!

Fortunately, Wu Mingzhe is not afraid at all now.

Wu Mingzhe: "Don't worry, I'm going, and your third aunt can't say anything."

Jiang Lan: "Why?"

Wu Mingzhe: "Anyway, you can trust me. I'll hang up first. You wait for me at home."

Jiang Lan agreed and hung up.

Although Wu Mingzhe told Jiang Lan not to worry, how could she not worry.

But Wu Mingzhe insisted on coming, so come, and his parents already knew that he was coming, it would be strange if he changed temporarily.

At that time, if the situation is really bad, the best thing to do is to pull him away.

After Jiang Lan returned to the living room, Sanyi's family still had no intention of leaving.

Jiang Lan's mother, Deng Yuhui, made another pot of tea and waited for a few people to drink it.

Jiang Lan was also very helpless. She didn't understand why her mother treated her third aunt so lowly, which made her feel angry together.

Deng Xiuhua waved to Jiang Lan, "Come here Lan Lan."

"Oh."

Jiang Lan had to sit down.

"I heard that your boyfriend will come to pick you up later?"

"...Yes, yes."

"Okay, it just so happens that I also want to see him again, and talk to him nicely."

"Sanyi, you don't need to say anything to him, just take a good rest."

"How about that? Let me tell you what your parents are embarrassed to say." Deng Xiuhua patted her chest, "I'll be the villain!"

Jiang Lan could see that the third aunt was really going to do something, and she couldn't help but feel even more uneasy.

At the same time, Wu Mingzhe drove Pagani Son of Wind to the gate of Jinhua Villa.

In general, the security guards will ask about the situation when visiting vehicles, but Wu Mingzhe is driving a supercar.

When I saw the car, the security guards stopped talking nonsense, and just lifted the pole to let it go.

Wu Mingzhe had been here more than once before, so he was familiar with it and went straight to Jiang Lan's villa.

The super-displacement engine made a low sound of "dong, dong, dong", which was very pleasant.

Even in this high-end villa area, there are not many top supercars like the Pagani Zonda, and more are only the slightly cheaper million-level supercars such as Porsche 718, 911, and Ares GTR.

At the gate of Jiang Lan's house, stop, turn off the engine, and open the flying wing door.

Wu Mingzhe got out of the car and rang the doorbell at the gate.

Today he doesn't believe it, what else can Jiang Lan's third aunt say.

After a while, Jiang Lan came out, followed by several people, in addition to Jiang Lan's parents, of course there are also Jiang Lan's third aunt and the third aunt's son.

Originally, Aunt San and the others just had to wait in the house, but where she could sit still, she still greeted all her sons and came out to greet them.

The first time I saw Wu Mingzhe, it was still a familiar taste.

The reason why Li Xiuhua despised Wu Mingzhe was because he felt that this kid was a bit of a connoisseur.

"Hello, uncle, auntie." Wu Mingzhe greeted Jiang Lan's parents with a smile.

Jiang Wenshi nodded: "Well, come in and sit."

"Okay, uncle."

Wu Mingzhe followed Jiang Lan and her parents into the house.

Deng Xiuhua and his son Peng Xiang stood where they were and did not go in.

At this time, Deng Xiuhua stretched his neck and glanced at the car parked at the door: "Is that the Accord? It feels a little weird..."

At this time, Deng Xiuhua glanced at his son and found that he had been dumbfounded.

"Xiaoxiang, what are you thinking? Mom is talking to you!"

"Ah? Mom, what did you just say?"

"I mean, is that the Accord? It looks very advanced..."

Hearing this, Peng Xiang almost fell to the ground.

"Mom, you, don't talk nonsense and make people laugh..."

"What's the matter? What am I laughing at?"

"Well, that's a supercar, maybe it's worth ten or twenty million!"

"...What? How much? Ten or twenty million? Soft sister coins?"

Deng Xiuhua said, ran over, and reached out to touch.

"Mom, don't touch it, if it rubs off a piece of paint, you won't be able to pay for it..."

When Deng Xiuhua heard this, she was startled, and her outstretched hand quickly retracted.

At this moment, Deng Yuhui pushed open the door and walked out, shouting, "Xiuhua, what are you two doing at the door? Come in for tea! Huh..."

Only then did Deng Yuhui realize that there was a supercar parked at the door.

I just didn't notice this.

"Whose is this?... It won't be... Mingzhe's, right?"

Deng Yuhui looked around again, but did not see the Honda car that Wu Mingzhe was driving.

She took a closer look at the supercar again and couldn't help but be surprised.

Deng Yuhui has been in the rich circle all the year round and is a knowledgeable woman. Although she does not know this Pagani, but the design of this body is not a common supercar.

What's more, even if it is a million-level supercar, ordinary people can't afford it.

So, Deng Yuhui turned around and called Jiang Wenshi out.

Jiang Wenshi's eyes widened when he saw the car: "Isn't this a Pagani? It's amazing. I heard that it costs tens of millions... Is he really driving here?"

"It should be... it should be..."

Deng Yuhui pursed her lips and smiled while talking, and pointed to her sister Deng Xiuhua.

I saw that she was completely dumbfounded now, she wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

After a long time, Deng Xiuhua said to Jiang Wenshi and his wife, "Drive tens of millions of cars? Big money? Demolition households?"

"We don't know this. It's all privacy, and we're not engaged. It's hard to ask."

Jiang Wenshi laughed.

Deng Xiuhua had been scolded by Deng Xiuhua for a long time, but now he is finally relieved.

They drive tens of millions of supercars. Your son drives a BMW 3 Series, but that car in your family is not worth enough for a supercar, a wheel and a headlight.

What are you saying you are criticizing blindly?

Although Jiang Wenshi also knows that this supercar is unlikely to belong to Wu Mingzhe, it doesn't matter, as long as he earns his face.

Besides, how many people can borrow a supercar? That's the thing too.

Supercars are not easy to rent, especially supercars with tens of millions of dollars, and the qualification review is very strict.