Chapter 95

Boom, boom.

Compared with song Siming's previous experience of driving a BMW out of a trampoline, I don't know how much better it is.

At this time, song Siming's eyes couldn't help but brighten and said, "I know who it is!"

"Who is it?"

His wife couldn't help asking.

Other villagers are also curious.

After all, at the level of their village, there will be no luxury cars of this level.

"It should be boss Hong. It's said that he is worth two or three billion yuan. Last time he invited investment in the town, he intended to build a factory here."

Song Siming said excitedly.

His wife widened her eyes and asked excitedly, "it's worth two or three billion yuan. How much does it cost? Then his car should be very expensive, too."

"When I went to Mordor, I saw his car once in front of the largest Shangri La Hotel in Mordor. Its name is English. I graduated from primary school and I didn't remember it, but I remember the price. It seems to be 30 million!"

Song Siming said.

"Thirty million!"

His wife was shocked, scared and trembling, and the thick foundation was falling off.

"No, boss Hong is coming. I have to meet him. When he opens a company in the town, we can cooperate with him and make a lot of money. Maybe my family will be better... By the way, what do you say about that poem?"

Song Siming said excitedly.

"To a higher level!"

His wife reminded him.

"Yes, to a higher level!! It's a step up! "

Song Siming is very excited.

At this time, Wang Changgui frowned and said: "Siming, this big boss must treat him well. If we can build a market in the town, it's also the blessing of our village."

With that, he winked at the other villagers and asked them to say more good words.

After all, the existence of song Siming, they really do not provoke.

"Yes, Siming, everyone is counting on you."

"Siming, look what you need us to do. Just open your mouth."

"Siming..."

"Siming, my son broke his leg when he was pushing stones in the quarry last time. Now he's discharged from the hospital, but he must be lame. Can you arrange a lighter job for him?"

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At first, listening to the compliments of the villagers around him, song Siming was more useful. But at last, the expression on his face collapsed again.

"Don't mention your son. It costs tens of thousands of yuan to operate on him. Since he is lame, there must be no work he can do in the factory. In the past, he needed to be guarded. But since I raised a watchdog, I fired several security guards!"

Song Siming said with a sneer.

"You..."

The villagers who spoke were red with anger, but they were pulled by Wang Changgui and held back.

Between the words, the develsixteen SUV came over.

Song Siming quickly brewed out a smile and respectfully welcomed it.

Soon, the door opened and Su Chen jumped off the co pilot.

Song Siming was stunned.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Su Chen actually got off the car, which is totally not in line with the plot setting!!

"It's dachenzi!"

The villagers were excited.

Soon, the door of the driver's seat was pushed open and a long straight leg stepped out.

When ye Qingcheng came out of the car, the plain villagers were stunned again: "whose girl is this? How can she look so good? Better than the stars on TV. "

But soon, everyone realized that this girl seems to have come with Su Chen, and she has become a driver for Su Chen.

Dear, the relationship between these two people is amazing.

Dachenzi's identity is amazing.

Song Siming was even more confused. He was shocked at how Su Chen came back in a tens of millions of SUVs.

But at this time, he was shocked by the beauty and figure of Ye Qingcheng.

Looking at Ye Qingcheng, he took another look at his charming wife, and immediately he had no interest.

Compared with Ye Qingcheng, his woman is just like a pheasant plucked, and the rest is ugly.

As for his wife, at the moment, she is even more ashamed.

It seems that the more beautiful, sexy and radiant Ye Qingcheng is, the more humble, insignificant and even ugly she appears.

She wanted to find a way to get in.

At the moment, Su Chen can't help but feel helpless.

When he first went to university, every year when he came home, Wang Changgui rode a tricycle to pick him up at the bus station in the town. Every time he came back to the village from the station, it was almost dark, but it couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the villagers. They always welcomed him back, just as they celebrated his entrance to university.

Later, after he took part in the work, his work was not satisfactory, his life was not satisfactory, his helplessness in the face of the prosperous world, and he didn't make a little contribution to his hometown.

Let him deeply feel sorry for the expectations of the people.

So every time he went home, he specially told Wang Changgui not to talk to the villagers. Unexpectedly, this time, the villagers put on gongs and drums again.

At this time, an old man, made a gesture.

In an instant, the sky shaking gongs, drums and horns began to sound.

It is someone who started firecrackers, crackling sound of firecrackers, let the atmosphere more fiery.

When did ye Qingcheng see this battle? The beautiful Mou can't help but is a bright, with the elbow to turn Su Chen for a while, smile to say in the ear of the other side, didn't see out, you are still the red man in your village.

Such a close scene, let the villagers immediately clear!

This beautiful girl must be dachenzi's girlfriend!

At this time, song Siming's envious eyes were red, and his envious Mars was almost coming out.

Su Chen's hanging silk, in addition to growing a good skin bag, how can he get the favor of such beautiful women.

Could it be that the other party is a soft eater and is taken care of by this beautiful woman.

Song Siming can't help thinking like this.

This thought made him more jealous.

But in the heart of ruthless disdain, a soft guy, what can be promising.

Finally, after the firecrackers were set off, the beating of gongs and drums gradually stopped.

My father and fellow villagers immediately put things away and began to ask questions?

Some people are very gossip, asking about the relationship between Su Chen and ye Qingcheng.

At this time, song Siming finally found the opportunity, patted Su Chen on the shoulder, and said: "boy, you can eat this soft meal..."

Su Chen a Leng, some unclear, so: "eat soft rice, what eat soft rice?"