Chapter 130 The winning Qianqian
The Mercedes-Benz S450L did not stall, and the beating sound of the engine was still clear.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on this boy who suddenly appeared.
The bright car lights were projected from behind, stretching his shadow very long.
His hands were hanging by his side, his expression was calm and indifferent, but he had a sharp and confident temperament.
Like a sharp sword that had just been sharpened, it pressed towards Li Jingzhong, making him frown.
Zhang Wensheng, who was standing next to the two people, felt his heart tightening and felt that he could not breathe smoothly.
He has never forgotten the boy who accompanied Zhao Yaqian on her self-driving trip.
Although it has changed a lot, there is no doubt that this look is him.
Originally I was happily accompanying my goddess to a dinner party and enjoying the delicious food.
As a result, two BOSS suddenly jumped out.
One drives a Mercedes-Benz E300 worth more than 500,000 yuan, and the other drives a Mercedes-Benz S worth more than 1 million yuan.
Compared with them, my Ling Shuai seems a bit too pitiful.
As for the girlfriend he just pointed out...
Zhang Wensheng was a little panicked, but he still didn't want to believe that it was Zhao Yaqian.
Li Jingzhong looked at him with an eyebrow and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean? Who harassed your girlfriend?"
Tang Song pursed his lips and said calmly: "Don't remember? We We met outside Yizi Beauty Salon. You have harassed her before, I don’t care about that, but now Zhao Yaqian is my girlfriend, please stay away from her.”
He is definitely impressed by this Mr. Li.
I also clearly remember his arrogant attitude at that time, as well as the blue Mercedes-Benz with the siren honking.
"The job that is most suitable for her", "I will give you an offer", "I am too lazy to argue with a young man like you"...
This is a vivid interpretation of a shameless greasy man.
Zhao Yaqian looked at Tang Song who suddenly appeared, and his words "Zhao Yaqian is my girlfriend" echoed over and over in her mind.
His face flushed, and his head felt dizzy, as if he was drunk.
This was the first time that Tang and Song Dynasties called her this. It felt very strange and very safe.
In her eyes, there is only one person from Tang and Song Dynasty on the whole street, and all other scenery and characters have been blurred.
Li Jingzhong raised his head and looked at him carefully for a while, thought about it seriously, and suddenly said: "It turns out to be you!"
The young man who ate fried skewers with Zhao Yaqian even choked a few words with him at the time, so he still had some impression.
His eyes swept across the Mercedes-Benz S450L next to him, and then looked at Tang Song opposite, his eyes changing for a while.
After working for many years and becoming a company executive step by step, his knowledge and knowledge are naturally sufficient.
I have long passed the age of passion.
He quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind and said with a smile: "You misunderstood. I just saw their car broken down on the side of the road, so I came here to help. After all, Zhao Yaqian and I are considered acquaintances."
" Haha, you don’t need your help, Qianqian is not familiar with you either.”
Tang Song turned around, passed by him, came to Zhao Yaqian, gently held her soft waist, and kissed her smooth and delicate face.
Smiled: "Why does it smell like cumin?"
Zhao Yaqian reached out and touched her slightly moist face, as if she finally came back to her senses.
He frowned and said, "I just ate a piece of starch sausage and accidentally got it on my face. Brother Song, why did you arrive so quickly? I just sent you a seat not long ago."
"I set off a long time ago. I originally wanted to go to the fried chicken restaurant to surprise you, but you... If the car breaks down, I will come right here to find you."
Zhao Yaqian's eyes sparkled, and she took the initiative to kiss him, "Thank you, Brother Song."
"Creak, creak -" Zhang Wensheng clenched his fists, feeling cold all over.
She has a boyfriend, she really has a boyfriend.
Next to them, Li Yuanyuan and Jiang Zimu looked at Tang Song and then at Zhao Yaqian, both of whom were a little dumbfounded.
Is this Qianqian’s boyfriend?
After carefully looking at the facial features for a while, it was indeed the boy that Zhao Yaqian had appeared in the circle of friends before.
It’s just a little different from the photo.
Having a better figure, more three-dimensional facial features, refreshing and confident, excellent outfits, and full of elite temperament.
And didn’t Zhang Wensheng say that he drives a Wuling? This is obviously a big run!
The wide air intake grille and bright vertical logo make it look expensive.
Speaking of which, that LV bag is also real! ? Hiss~, Qianqian is so lucky!
Li Jingzhong glanced at the two people hugging each other, with an ugly expression on his face.
He turned around and walked to his car, opened the main driver's door and got in.
Because the Mercedes-Benz S was just in front of him, Li Jingzhong had to fall backwards.
Swivel to the left, step on the accelerator, the engine roars, and the blue Mercedes-Benz E300 disappears from everyone's sight.
…
“Hello, I am Tang Song, Qianqian’s boyfriend.” Tang Songchao smiled and introduced himself briefly.
“Hello...my name is Li Yuanyuan, I am Qianqian’s high school classmate.”
"Hello, Brother Song, my name is Jiang Zimu."
The two girls greeted each other quickly, with reserved expressions.
Zhang Wensheng looked at them, his lips moved, but he was speechless.
Du Guangyin couldn’t help but mourn for Zhang Wensheng, his roommate.
Your goddess is so outstanding that any competitor who pops up can crush you.
Not to mention this handsome guy who drives a Mercedes-Benz S450 costing more than 1 million, he is obviously not on the same level as them.
How to say that sentence.
If I were young and driven a Mercedes-Benz, there would be no disputes about love.
Zhao Yaqian introduced in a low voice: "This is my high school senior Zhang Wensheng, and this is his college classmate Du Guangyin."
The two of Tang and Song Dynasties smiled.
Jiang Zimu looked at Zhang Wensheng, who was leaning on Lingshuai's car without saying a word, and sighed silently.
She took the initiative and said: "Qianqian, you must be starving. I saw that you ate the sausage very quickly just now. How about we take your boyfriend's car there first? Let Wen Sheng and the others wait here to repair the car."
Li Yuanyuan rolled her eyes and quickly answered: "Yes, yes, I'm hungry too. Let's go there first. It's useless to stay here."
Zhao Yaqian licked her lips, nodded and said, "Brother Song, I'll trouble you."
"You don't have to be polite to me." Tang Song patted her soft waist.
"Wen Sheng, Du Ge, bye~" "Let's go, bye~"
"Bye."
Watching the four people get into the luxurious Mercedes-Benz S-Class, Zhang Wensheng felt that he could not muster any strength, and his mind was boiling.
“Ding-ding-ding--” the cell phone rang, waking him up.
I got on the phone and it was the car repairman I had made an appointment with.
“Well, yes, it’s on this road.”
“Go about 500 meters further south, west of the road, and see the white Ling Shuai.”
After hanging up the phone for a while.
A Wuling Hongguang approached, and the repairman quickly replaced the new battery, gave it a try, and the car started smoothly.
Zhang Wensheng paid 390 yuan without bargaining.
Sit back in the car, lean on the seat, and slowly close your eyes.
In fact, he has always known that Zhao Yaqian doesn’t like him, but he still wants to try hard, just in case he can open up the golden city and the golden stone.
Now that his dream was shattered, he knew that he had no hope at all.
…
On a moving Mercedes-Benz.
Zhao Yaqian sat in the passenger seat, gently stroking the surrounding leather interior with her fingers, and asked curiously: "Brother Song, is this Mercedes-Benz your car too?"
"Well, wouldn't it be more comfortable to sit up?" Tang Song glanced at the beautician's exposed long legs with the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but want to stretch his right hand there.
But considering that there were two of her female classmates in the back row, it was really embarrassing.
“It’s very comfortable.” Zhao Yaqian put her legs together and leaned on the soft seat, feeling that she still underestimated Brother Song’s strength.
Li Yuanyuan and Jiang Zimu, who were sitting in the back row, looked at each other.
Being able to drive a Mercedes-Benz S at such a young age proves that it is not easy for the other party, whether it is from a family or an individual.
Not to mention he is so handsome and has such a good temperament.
Looking at the naive Zhao Yaqian, her mouth felt sour.
Sure enough, being beautiful is also a kind of capital.
With such a boyfriend, Qianqian doesn’t need to do anything or work hard. She can just lie down and win, just like lying on the bed.
(End of this chapter)