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"It's okay to eat."

"But let me pay the bill."

"I'm not pretending, I just want to spend money."

Zhang Jing froze for a moment, laughing and trembling.

"I like people like you."

"It's worth more than a billion."

...

Qin Zimo spread his hands.

It means that everyone likes people with talents and billions.

He is also included.

Zhang Jing called Lin Qianqian.

When this guy heard that Qin Zimo was there, he stopped eating at home, put down his chopsticks, and went back to his room to change his clothes.

Eating at home is not as fun as going out to eat with Qin Zimo.

Zhang Jing hung up the phone.

Compared with Qin Zimo, he made an OK gesture.

"Okay, Qianqian will go out immediately."

"Be here in about half an hour."

"You wait for me here, I'll go to the parking lot and drive the car up."

Qin Zimo was startled.

"Didn't you get your driver's license yet?"

Zhang Jing shook her head.

"There is a driver."

Qin Zimo was speechless.

"You and I can just wait for the driver here."

"Don't you need to run down?"

Zhang Jing took out the car key and shook it.

"Cars are expensive."

"I must have the key."

Qin Zimo was convinced.

So what do you hire a driver for?

This is not superfluous.

life of the rich.

It's that boring.

Soon, Zhang Jing went to the underground garage to get the car.

Qin Zimo waited outside alone.

Zhang Jing had just walked for a minute when a Mercedes-Benz suddenly stopped beside Qin Zimo.

Qin Zimo was stunned.

I thought it was Zhang Jing driving up.

Unexpectedly, the car door opened and a man stepped out.

His name is Zhao Peng.

Qin Zimo's high school classmate.

Tall and handsome.

He used to be a power forward on the basketball team.

It's just that Qin Zimo remembers that his family's conditions are mediocre.

Why do you suddenly drive a million-level Mercedes-Benz?

Zhao Peng hurried over to say hello to Qin Zimo.

"Wow, Brother Mo."

"Is it really you?"

"I saw you standing here all the way."

"It's been more than a year, but he's still so handsome."

Qin Zimo touched his trouser pocket and found no cigarettes.

So I had to go up and say hello to him.

"Zhao Gao, why are you here?"

Zhao Peng took out a pack of Hetianxia and handed Qin Zimo one.

"I came to the driving school today to get some previous materials."

"Why, you also come to learn how to drive?"

Qin Zimo took his cigarette and didn't smoke it.

He nodded.

"Yeah, I'm going to buy a car."

"So get a driver's license."

Zhao Peng was very excited to see his friends for many years.

He patted Qin Zimo on the shoulder.

"sure."

"Get your driver's license and tell me, I'll lend you the car to drive."

"Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Porsche are all available, and you can drive whatever you want."

Qin Zimo was stunned for a moment, and he looked the product up and down.

Branded all over.

A pair of shoes cost tens of thousands, and they are still limited edition.

Could it be that the family has become an upstart?

"Young man, why did you suddenly transform into a rich man?"

"That Mercedes-Benz S405 is your car?"

Zhao Peng nodded.

"My wife bought it for me."

"How about it, can you pull the wind?"

Qin Zimo gave a thumbs up.

"You kid is awesome."

"I got a rich wife on the list."

"Why didn't you notify me of your marriage?"

Zhao Peng smiled awkwardly.

"My wife said she was in her fifties, and she went to get a marriage certificate for fear of being laughed at."

"Live life, it's the same whether you get a certificate or not."

Qin Zimo twitched.

fifties?

Worth!

At this time, the door of the co-pilot next to him opened, and a woman in gold and silver came out.

This woman is about 1.5 meters tall, looks about 50 years old, and weighs at least 170 to 80 catties.

When walking, the fat on his body trembled, which made Qin Zimo's heart skip a beat.

Looking at Zhao Peng again, Qin Zimo swallowed and gave a thumbs up.

"Hello, sister-in-law... so lucky."

Zhao Peng scratched his head with a smile, walked over to bring his 'wife' over, and introduced him to Qin Zimo.

"Sister Xu, this is my good friend from high school."

"The school grass, Qin Zimo."

Sister Xu looked Qin Zimo up and down, with a strange light in her eyes.

Like a hungry tiger meeting a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

She nodded playfully, then leaned into Zhao Peng's ear and whispered something.

Zhao Peng blushed and became a little embarrassed.

He walked up to Qin Zimo, with an unnatural expression, but he still pulled Qin Zimo aside.

After thinking for a moment, he said seriously.

"Brother Mo, tell you the truth."

"After I was admitted to university, I did that..."