I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 509
"Two walk slowly."

The saleswoman in a small suit, black silk skirt and high heels smiled and sent Jiang Chen and Fang Qing out.

I have to admit that the appearance of the 4S stores of these luxury brands is also superhuman, all of them are handsome men and beautiful women.

The saleswoman who served them just now can be said to be convex and downturned, and her eyes are also charming and European-style. If she is placed outside, she is definitely more than enough to be a model.

"why are you laughing?"

Fang Qing glanced at Jiang Chen who was inexplicably smiling.

"Nothing, just thought of a joke."

"What joke?"

Jiang Chen rubbed his nose, "It is said that every time a store like Maserati Lamborghini sells a car, there will be one less salesman. I don't know if this is true."

Fang Qing stopped.

"You want to know? I have the WeChat account of that saleswoman, how about I send it to you, and you can ask her in detail?"

Jiang Chen coughed lightly, then shook his head rationally, "Forget it, I'm just talking casually."

Fang Qing still took out her mobile phone.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Chen hurriedly asked.

"I'll call my dad."

"Why are you calling Uncle Fang?"

Jiang Chen said in surprise.

"You gave me such an expensive gift, of course I have to tell my parents."

Unable to resist the other party, Fang Qing could only settle for the next best thing, and wanted to choose the Geberit, the cheapest Maserati model, but Jiang Chen ignored her opinion and directly ordered a CEO for her.

The whole process, including signing the contract, took less than 10 minutes, which is why the saleswoman smiled so sweetly.

"How old are you? Why do you still want to report to your parents?"

Jiang Chen quickly grabbed her wrist.

"Why can't you tell?"

Fang Qing subconsciously said with a tide of emotions.

The reason why she is happy is not because she will be able to get a car that makes countless people dream of it in half a month.

But the boy I grew up with, really promising.

and.

She wanted to tell her parents the news as soon as possible.

Jiang Chen was right in saying something, his parents always regarded this guy as his own, sometimes even her biological daughter felt jealous.

If parents knew about Jiang Chen's current success, they would definitely be very relieved.

"Not...suitable."

Jiang Chen hesitated.

"Why is it inappropriate?"

Fang Qing continued to ask.

Jiang Chen showed a bit of embarrassment: "I'm worried, Uncle Fang and the others will think too much."

Fang Qing was slightly startled, but with her intelligence, she understood in an instant.

"You also know that sending a car is too expensive?"

She smiled.

Jiang Chen doesn't think a car worth less than 2 million is valuable, and he can't repay the Fang family's kindness to him too much, but his thoughts cannot represent the Fang family's thoughts.

2 million can be described as not worth mentioning to him now, but the Fang family is just an ordinary family, and when he and Fang Qing were young, they were always ridiculed as "golden boy and jade girl". Knowing that he gave Fang Qing such a valuable thing, the old couple couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't doubt whether they really "had something wrong" with their daughter.

"You can say yes, but you have to explain clearly."

Jiang Chen cleared his throat, and said very seriously.

"Explain clearly? I don't understand what you mean."

Fang Qing once again showed the charm of a devil like she was in her childhood.

She complained to the elders that she had "written a love letter" to her, and Jiang Chen still can't forget it.

If she was really asked to make this phone call, she might not add fuel to the picture, but with her ability, there are many ways to make the old couple think about it in a reasonable way.

"Fang Qing, I pawned you off last night, and today I accompanied you all the way to buy a car. You can't take revenge for your kindness, can you?"

"Didn't I report to my parents? This is my gratitude to you."

Fang Qing looked innocent.

Jiang Chen was helpless.

Fang Qing smiled and shook her arm, "Don't let go yet? I have Li Shurui's contact information, be careful that I will report to her."

Seeing this, Jiang Chen relaxed his heart and let go of his hand.

"I'm not worried, Shurui won't be provoked by you."

"Yo, it seems that the imperial court has a plan."

Fang Qing joked, and she really didn't call her parents again.

"After a while, when your career is stable, you can talk to Uncle Fang and the others, and they won't think too much about it if you just say that you bought it yourself."

The old couple will meet for a while, and they will never come to Kyoto. With the income in this industry, working for a year or two and taking out a loan to buy a car should not be out of the ordinary.

Fang Qing was noncommittal.

"Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Jiang Chen subconsciously asked.

"According to what you said, you are so kind to me, the little girl has to show it and take you for a stroll."

Jiang Chen smiled hoarsely, then nodded happily.

Two men and women who came out of a small city took the subway again and came to a place where every Chinese should check in.

An Tianmen.

"I knew it earlier, I should have come here earlier, and I couldn't watch the flag-raising ceremony."

Fang Qing thought.

"You haven't seen it?"

"Of course I've seen it, but you haven't."

Fang Qing tilted her head, "Is it fulfilling one of your wishes?"

Looking at the city tower that he had only seen on TV news before, Jiang Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

It was indeed his first time here.

"Yes, thank you Fang Dacai for fulfilling my wish."

In addition to the Chinese, there are many foreigners on the Antianmen who come to pay their respects and take pictures.

The heroic and extraordinary warrior stood upright in the sentry box, his eyes were firm and resolute, like a javelin, motionless, showing the demeanor of a great country.

The red flag fluttered in the wind.

It's unbearably emotional.

Jiang Chen can be considered to have seen the world now, but standing on this land at this time, he still has an unstoppable sense of belonging that melts into his bone marrow.

Perhaps there are still various disadvantages in this country, but it is always connected with our blood, which cannot be replaced by any so-called developed region.

On Dongfang No. [-] Avenue, there is no sound of horns, no matter how luxurious the luxury cars are, they are all in order when passing by here.

"I came to Kyoto to go to school in my freshman year. On the first weekend, I came here alone to watch the flag-raising ceremony."

The two came to the monument.

"I saw the circle of friends you posted."

Jiang Chen raised his head, looking at the words engraved on the stele.

People's heroes are immortal.

"Have you gone abroad?"

Fang Qing also looked up at the monument.

"how do you know?"

Jiang Chen turned his head unexpectedly, and then reacted.

On the flight back home, he ran into Tong Dan.

"Well, I went abroad for a while."

"how do you feel?"

"How should I put it, you will find out when you go out and have a look yourself later."

Perhaps for many people, they may never go abroad in their lifetime, but Fang Qing will definitely not lack such opportunities.

"Many colleges and universities in Kyoto should have opportunities to go out for exchanges. Why didn't you go before?"

Jiang Chen asked.

The breeze came, blowing Fang Qing's long straight black hair, she stroked it, "I'm worried that I'll be dazzled by the bustling outside, what should I do if I don't want to come back?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"You still think clearly."

indeed.

Many people felt superior to others just because they went outside for a while, opened their eyes, and when they came back, they commented, pointed fingers, and even started to look down on the land that gave birth to them from the bottom of their hearts.

Among them, there is no shortage of elites who have received higher education.

But in fact, just like no one is perfect, there is no truly perfect utopia in the world.

"You won't emigrate in the future, will you?"

Fang Qing asked suddenly.

Jiang Chen was caught off guard, "Why do you ask that?"

"Rich people, don't they all like to go out? It seems that many of those celebrities are of foreign nationality."

"But they are still making money in the country."

Fang Qing was startled, then nodded and smiled, "That's right."

"Actually, the gap between domestic and foreign countries is reflected in the lives of the rich, and ordinary people are actually pretty much the same."

Jiang Chen said softly.

"The gap is in the rich?"

Fang Qing was surprised, and felt that this argument was quite novel, "Shouldn't the life of the rich be roughly the same, while the life of ordinary people is very different?"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

Fang Qing looked at him suspiciously, pushed his arm, "Tell me about it."

"You will gradually realize it yourself in the future."

Jiang Chen looked up at the monument.

heard.

Fang Qing didn't ask any more questions.

Living in Chang'an is not easy.

I went to Antianmen for a turn, and it took a day to go back and forth.

Fang Qing still remembered how to treat guests, and said she wanted to invite Jiang Chen to dinner, but was rejected by Jiang Chen, who suggested to eat at home. He saw the ingredients in the refrigerator of Fang Qing's apartment, and it was a waste of money to eat outside. Be hygienic.

Fang Qing couldn't laugh or cry about this, but since the guest made a request, she couldn't refuse it.

Unlike the current fairies who don't touch the spring water with their five fingers, Fang Qing is very familiar with cooking skills. From the various ingredients piled up in her refrigerator, it can be seen that she should often start a fire at home.

"Fang Qing, whoever marries you in the future will really be lucky."

Back at the apartment, Jiang Chen folded his arms comfortably, watching Fang Qing busy on the kitchen counter.

It wasn't that he stood idly by, maybe it was because of the influence of traditional family education, but Fang Qing insisted on not letting him help.

"Can you stop being so hypocritical? Don't think I don't know, you often scold me in private. "

Fang Qing didn't even look back, her hair was tied up, and she held a spatula very skillfully.

This picture violates harmony, but it seems not to violate harmony.

"You are only like me. To others, you are definitely the perfect partner."

Jiang Chen thought to himself, and expressed his feelings without thinking too much.

Ever since she was a child, Fang Qing has been the so-called "other people's child" in everyone's eyes. She is smart, well-behaved, kind and sensible, but only in front of him will she reveal her eccentric dark side.

Jiang Chen once wondered if she had a dual personality, and he was the only outlet for her dark personality.

The spatula in Fang Qing's hand stopped.

"Perfect partner, it's not easy to hear a good word from you."

"I am a person who always tells the truth. You are beautiful, knowledgeable, and can cook, and your house is well-organized. You can be said to be in the hall and in the kitchen..."

Jiang Chen leaned against the wall with arms folded, eloquent and eloquent.

Suddenly, he asked curiously: "Speaking of which, do you have any suitors now?"

"So what? What if you don't?"

Fang Qing said without looking back.

"If there is, I can check it for you. Men know men best. Give me a look, and I will know whether this man is worthy of your dependence."

"thank you."

The spatula was louder.

"You're welcome, you should. No matter what we say, we are also childhood sweethearts..."

Jiang Chen was still chattering there.

Fang Qing put the broccoli in the pot on a plate, "Take it to the table."

Jiang Chen came over and brought the food to the table.

Fang Qing continued to cook the next dish.

Jiang Chen slipped back again, "You haven't answered me yet, do you have any suitors?"

Fang Qing ignored her.

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

"If you are in a hurry, help me throw the garbage downstairs."

Jiang Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm a guest."

"Then shut up."

Jiang Chen shrugged, didn't bother her anymore, turned his head to look at the trash can, walked over, and took out the trash bag.

"Clap."

The door closing sounded.

Fang Qing exhaled slowly, and smashed the stainless steel pot with the spatula.

downstairs.

Jiang Chen threw the rubbish into the trash can, clapped his hands, and didn't want to go up there to provoke suspicion, so he planned to go downstairs for a while.

While cooking, Fang Qing found through the window that the guy was actually chatting with an aunt who was walking a dog, and he seemed to be having a good time chatting.

She could not laugh or cry.

I don't know why, this guy seems to have the ability to easily win the favor of the elders, just like when she was a child, her parents severely warned her not to fall in love early, but when she sued Jiang Chen for "writing a love letter" to her, her parents didn't react too strongly.

Fang Qing stared downstairs while cooking.

I don't know what the guy and the aunt were talking about, but he waved his hand and pointed in the direction of her apartment.

Subsequently.

A young girl walked over, probably the aunt's daughter, the three of them chatted for a while, and then the mother and daughter left with the dog.

Only then did Jiang Chen turn back slowly.

"Squeak."

The sound of the door opening.

Fang Qing turned off the fire and took the last dish.

"Why don't we talk more?"

Someone who was walking into the room said unexpectedly: "Did you see it?"

Fang Qing was noncommittal, put the plate on the table, and went to wash her hands.

"That aunt is so enthusiastic that she insisted on inviting me to her house as a guest."

Jiang Chen smiled embarrassedly.

"Do you want to introduce her daughter to you?"

Jiang Chen had an expression of you knowing things accurately.

"You know this as well?"

"Why don't you go to someone's house to have a look? The locals in Kyoto who live here have at least tens of millions of assets."

Fang Qing took out a tissue and wiped her hands, "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, you are also a successful person now."

Jiang Chen turned a deaf ear to it, as if he couldn't hear the other party's yin and yang, and sighed: "It's said that people in Kyoto are xenophobic, but it seems that's not the case at all."

As he spoke, he looked at the dining table: "So rich?"

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Chen who was about to sit down while pulling out the chair said doubtfully, "Eat."

"Go wash your hands, don't talk about hygiene."

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

Just as Jiang Chen finished washing his hands, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

He subconsciously glanced at Fang Qing, and found that Fang Qing was also a little surprised.

"Who?"

"do not know."

Fang Qing was going to open the door, Jiang Chen took the lead.

"I'll go."

(End of this chapter)