Mad Son-in-law

The people around pointed and pointed, making Liu Shuhua red head and face, a little embarrassed for a while, because even she herself seemed to smell a smell of stinky oranges.

"Little...little bastard, I don't believe you really have the money to buy such an expensive car! I want to see, how do you make this round!" Liu Shuhua curled his lips and looked at the lively people around: "What do you look at? Have you seen the rich wife?"

When Liu Shuhua called for five and six, the manager of the 4S shop ran all the way, bowed deeply to Wang Jie, handed over the key and politely said: "Sir, the procedures for that car have been completed for you. Oh, your bike I am. The repair has also been completed."

Liu Shuhua's eyes widened, astonished and embarrassed, wishing to find a place to drill! She couldn't think that Wang Jie actually bought a car.

With Wang Jie's mouth, Zhang Dabiao quickly took the key.

"Help this lady go through the formalities. Besides, please send me my bicycle back to Qianyuan Hutong. It should be no problem!"

The manager hurriedly said: "No problem, no problem! Oh, yes, sir, our store is now doing activities, spending over one million, to give a set of Chanel Camellia series products, the gift is small, but please Take it!"

Wang Jie frowned and murmured: "If I remember correctly, the Camellia series has more nutrients, and it seems more suitable for middle-aged women who lack maintenance!" Wang Jie glanced over Liu Shan. He stood up and said: "My fiancee is young, so forget it, give it to the older sister behind!"

Liu Shuhua was taken aback, then blushed, and shouted: "Little bastard, who wants your broken gift? My old lady is also from the Liu family. Am I missing your little favor? Don't want to use this broken thing to stop me. Anyway, today’s affairs are endless, I will tell the old man when I go back, you and Liu Shan are colluding inside and out to seek personal gain! I will let you die without being buried..."

"Sorry, you misunderstood!" Wang Jie walked over with a scornful smile. He didn't care about Liu Shuhua at all. He directly handed Chanel that the manager had handed over to the car sales sister, and smiled slightly: "Thank you for providing me with details. The service, a small gift, is no respect. At your age, you have to know how to maintain it. Don't use that fake A-goods!"

The eldest sister looked grateful and thanked again and again.

Liu Shuhua was blushing, and amidst a roar of laughter, he cursed in a low voice, covered her face and walked out of the 4S shop!

All this was seen in Liu Shan's eyes. She didn't know when Wang Jie became so magical.

After swiping the card, Wang Jie and Zhang Dabiao were about to leave, but Liu Shan followed. Zhang Dabiao looked at the two and got into the car first.

"Wang Jie, where did you get the money?" Liu Shan asked impatiently.

Wang Jie looked at Liu Shan's eyes, and in that doubt, there was clearly a deep suspicion.

"Haha, borrowed it, friend's!"

"Do you still have friends? Why don't I know?" Liu Shan shook her head and said in a low voice: "You shouldn't have done anything you shouldn't do, take the money you shouldn't have!"

"In your eyes, I should be poor as I should? I shouldn't be rich?"

Liu Shan was startled suddenly, as if she had indeed formed inertial thinking inadvertently for a long time. Yes, why should I think he should not be rich?

"Sorry, I…"

"Okay, I'm sorry! We are just a partnership, you can't tell me! Can't you?" Wang Jie shook his head indifferently.

Liu Shan discovered more and more that the Wang Jie in front of him seemed to gradually become unfamiliar, but his body exuded a different kind of brilliance from the past.

"Whatever you say, but thank you, the money for this car, I...I will return it to you as soon as possible!" Liu Shan said heartily.

Unfortunately, Wang Jie couldn't shook his head, and said at the moment he got in the car door: "No, if you are really interested, it is better to return my father's real estate certificate to me as soon as possible! That is important to me!"

Liu Shan suddenly became a little angry and couldn't help but blurt out: "Is it that I am so unbearable, do I have to let you break the relationship with me immediately?"

However, when he said this, Wang Jie had already closed the car door and left.

After leaving the 4S shop, Zhang Dabiao looked at Wang Jie and said, "Brother Jie, you are really amazing. How do you know that woman is using goods A?"

Wang Jieman casually said: "It's made up!"

"It's made up?" Zhang Dabiao's shocked posterior teeth leaked out, and hurriedly said: "But what you said is reasonable and well-founded, and so many people say that you smell rotten oranges!"

"This is the identity psychology of Freud's collective psychology. In fact, I don't know whether the Chanel he used is A, but I am sure that her gel water has the smell of orange water. So, I used the rotten The smell of orange made the people around me recognize what I said. In the end, under the influence of the psychology of recognition, everyone agreed that her Chanel foundation was fake!"

Zhang Dabiao heard the mist around the mountains, scratching his head, for a long while, and muttered: "You still understand psychology? This...Who is this prisoner of Yi De? Such a cow, even Zhang Yi De can be captured? It is not said in the play, Can only Lu Bu be able to control Zhang Fei?"

Wang Jie was helpless, looking at the back of Zhang Dabiao's head and sighed: "He is from Ivory Mountain Village, his surname is Foluo, the word is Guangkun, his name is Nicholas Fourth Master, and he is also called a lay layman."

"Ivory Mountain Village? It sounds familiar..."

When we arrived at the bank, there were not many people, so they took the number and lined up behind them.

Zhang Dabiao deliberately made a big leather bag. Although 500,000 is not a big sum for others, for him, this is the backbone of the money and should not be sloppy.

Finally, we were approaching the two of them. Suddenly a shirtless guy came in from the outside. He walked straight to the counter without saying anything, and rushed in front of the two!

The guy is young, but he has a lot of tattoos. There is a dragon on the front and a tiger on the back. He wears a silver ring on his neck like runny soil. Big pants, flip flops, nose strap silver ring pull cart...

"Hey, buddy, everyone is queuing up for numbers!" Zhang Dabiao reminded.

The guy turned his head and gave Zhang Dabiao a cold look, and sat at the counter provocatively!

"What's the matter? I don't like queuing, Xiaoye!"

Zhang Dabiao was unwilling to speak, but Wang Jie waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let him!"

"Forget your eyes open!" The guy grinned, turned around, took out a bunch of roses from his pocket and stuffed it in!

The bank clerk inside laughed, and the two began to chat across the counter. This tattooed brother also talked about a silly joke from time to time, the woman inside was shivering with laughter, and the white foundation couldn't wait to shake the counter.

It turned out that this kid was not doing business at all, but was here to flirt.

One minute and one second, nearly half an hour passed after such a chat, and the two didn't even mean to stop.

Finally, the uncle at the back was a little bit impatient, and said: "Young man, what can you say if you can get off work? I'm waiting for the money to take my wife out of the hospital!"

Who thought, this guy suddenly turned around and sternly shouted: "You are so old, why do you talk too much? Believe it or not, I will send you to the hospital?"

Originally, Wang Jie had been dozing off with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he couldn't help but stand up slowly and said flatly to the counter: "Withdraw money, half a million!"

"What's the hurry? Didn't I see that I was still doing business? The target is also business!" The tattooed brother pointed his finger at Wang Jie's forehead and said: "You can inquire, in this period of time, who dares to grab time with me? Let it go, I want to withdraw money and come back this afternoon."

Wang Jie was expressionless, patted the number in his hand on the counter, and said to the bank clerk inside: "Can't you hear me? I—want—withdraw—money!"

"Fuck, shamelessly!" The tattooed brother yelled, and then drew his hand towards Wang Jie.

Before Wang Jie moved, Zhang Dabiao kicked up and was kicking the boy in the chest.

"I've seen you not pleasing to your eyes a long time ago. Who gave you the courage to make trouble here unreasonably?"

The tattooed brother suffered a heavy blow on the chest, his eyes were black, and he fell on the ground and gasped for a few moments. He was obviously not breathing well. After crawling for a few times, he sat up and raised his fingers to Zhang Dabiao and Wang Jie and said, "You...you... "

"We withdraw money, can't you hear me?" Wang Jie said to the woman inside the counter again.

This woman had a cold look at the lively expression just now, when she suddenly saw her boyfriend being kicked to the ground, she couldn't help but stood up suddenly: "Zhao Bin, are you okay?"

"So you like to listen to jokes? Then I will tell you one too!" Wang Jie sneered: "Speaking of Xiao Ming went to the beach to swim and forgot to take off the Rolex, he just swam three times in the water and suddenly there was a tsunami. Here comes! Xiao Ming ran without running, raised his hand and cursed at his wrist. The tsunami disappeared! Do you know what he was cursing?"

The female staff member was a little dumbfounded at first, but she paused, and suddenly a sullen expression flashed across her face, shouting: "Smelly rascal! Take, take, what money to take? It's off work!"

"The bank doesn't take a break at noon, besides, it's only a quarter past eleven, and there are still fifteen minutes before twelve!"

The woman suddenly smiled and leaned on the counter and said, "Withdraw money, right? If you are below 50,000, go to the ATM yourself, and apply for more than 50,000 in advance." The expression is clear, the old lady just won't take it for you, what can you do?

"Okay, then I'll take fifty thousand, ten times for me!" Wang Jie smiled coldly.

"Unreasonably making trouble, who do you think you are? Security guard, security guard, blast these two fighting men out!" The female staff member shouted out.

Not to mention, the two security guards who had been missing just now suddenly appeared. They even greeted the tattooed man on the ground, and then blew his beard and stared at Wang Ji: "You are the one who caused the trouble, right? The bank is heavy, how can it be? Let you go wild?" He said, showing the rubber stick in his hand...