I Picked Up 100 Million In The Rental House At The Beginning

Zhang Weimin originally thought that this sports car would cost one or two million at most.

Seven million is far beyond his estimate.

When the neighbors around him heard this, they almost fell down.

"What? This car is worth seven million? Are you kidding?"

"Such an ugly car, like the four-wheel drive my grandson played, worth seven million?"

"The Ye family kid is bragging? Are you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"

"In front of Director Zhang, he shouldn't dare to brag, right?"

"So, this car is really worth seven million? My God! How rich is he?"

"If you can drive a car worth seven million, how can your family property cost tens of millions, right?"

"Tens of millions? Can this be the richest man in our county? Actually, there is a richest man in our community?"

"The richest man is not yet, but he will definitely be among the top 100 in the county."

"What the hell does the Ye family do? It has only been half a year, so he is so rich?"

"I guess it must not be a legal business, otherwise how could the money come so quickly?"

"I think so, maybe he still carries the murder case on his back!"

"..."

Ye Feng heard the whispers of neighbors, it was a speechless.

He is so good, why did he carry the murder case on his back again?

Is money breaking the law?

Is it my fault to make money fast?

It's hard to be a human being.

It's hard to be a rich man.

It's so difficult to be a rich man who makes money fast!

Zhang Weimin put away his surprised expression and gave Ye Feng a thumbs up, "Young and promising!"

After speaking, he must turn back to his car.

As soon as he opened the car door, he turned around and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Ye Feng."

Zhang Weimin nodded and got into the car directly.

Ye Feng didn't want to delay other people's time, so he moved his Lykan supercar away and let him pass.

Then, he parked the car to its original position.

And when he moved the car back—the neighbors looked at him again, as if they were looking at a monster.

After all, with their insights and pattern, it is really impossible to imagine that a poor boy who was still poor half a year ago, has now transformed himself into a rich man with a net worth of tens of millions.

This change is a bit too big.

They couldn't accept it for a while, but it was normal.

People must have a process of acceptance.

Wait for them to be surprised, surprised, and then get used to it.

Ye Feng opened the door and got out of the car, nodding and smiling at the neighbors.

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which also happens to be my grandfather's birthday. Everyone is welcome to join my grandfather's birthday party."

"It must be, we must go."

"It is an honor for us to be able to attend Ye...Master's birthday party."

"I wish Mr. Ye a blessing in the East China Sea in advance, and a longevity than Nanshan."

"..."

After hearing Ye Feng's invitation, everyone rushed to compliment him.

Even the names of the old society are used.

After all, the Ye Family is not what it used to be.

In the past, it was nothing to call "Lao Ye" one by one.

But now they call it that way, they can't speak.

Everyone's grandson makes hundreds of thousands or millions of shots at random.

They are no longer the same class.

Ye Baoguo was called "Master" by everyone, and that was an awkwardness.

"Everyone will come together tomorrow, but there is a prerequisite, no one can call me ‘Master’ again. Let me hear someone call me that again, and I will scratch him with big ears."

Everyone heard him say so, so they nodded in agreement.

Then he praised him for "not forgetting his roots", "corporal courtesy" and so on.

After grinding for a while, they dispersed.

Wu Baolai wanted to come up with it several times.

But it doesn't save face.

After all, I was ridiculing others just now, and now I am coming up to call him brothers and sisters.

It is estimated that the neighbors will laugh out loud.

Helpless, I had no choice but to follow everyone away unwillingly.

Ye Baoguo and the others dispersed before walking to the front of the Lykan supercar.

I wanted to reach out and touch it, but before I touched the body, I immediately retracted my hand.

It's like being afraid of getting the car dirty.

Ye Feng suddenly felt funny, and immediately walked over and grabbed his hand, "Grandpa, this is our car, so feel free to touch it."

"No, no, this car is too expensive, don't let me scratch..."

Although Ye Baoguo said so, he didn't resist too much.

When I touched the car, my whole body trembled.

"I was in the army, and I drove for a while. The feeling of speed and speed is still unforgettable. I was still thinking that if I were to drive a car for the rest of my life, it would be so happy..."

Ye Baoguo was plunged into memories, his face full of longing.

Ye Feng felt a little bit sorrowful when he heard the words.

Grandpa has spent almost all these years in order to provide for him to study.

Without him, perhaps the old couple would have a better life, and they would be able to let go and do what they want to do.

Because of him, grandparents left too many regrets.

Fortunately, it is not too late.

Ye Feng can make every effort to make up for their regrets.

"Grandpa, do you want to go out and play?"

He immediately asked in a seductive tone.

Ye Baoguo hurriedly waved his hand when he heard the words, "If it doesn't work, then it won't work. This car is so expensive. What if it crashes?"

Ye Feng couldn't help but push him into the cockpit.

"Isn't it just a broken car? If it crashes, buy another one."

After speaking, he sat in the co-cockpit.

Since the sports car has only two seats, grandma obviously can't sit down.

Ye Feng could only smile at Ma Xianglan apologetically, "Grandma, you go back first, I'll go out with Grandpa and go around twice."

Ma Xianglan was a little worried, "Don't let him drive, he hasn't driven a car for many years? What if you bump into someone else..."

Not waiting for her to finish.

The sports car has turned into an arrow and rushed out.

"Okay, grandpa, I originally planned to teach you some basic operations, but I didn't expect you to drive so well!"

Ye Feng looked at Ye Baoguo with surprise.

Ye Baoguo drove the car intently, and smiled disdainfully.

"While Grandpa drove, your father was still in your grandma's belly. You taught me to drive? Who do you look down on?"

"Grandpa, drive slowly, I'm afraid!"

"Fear of a ball, watch grandpa give you a drift!"

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