When Chu Jiang said this, Lin Zhideng was unhappy. His ears were very sharp. Just now he heard Jiang Qianxi's dialogue with her mother, so he immediately fought back: "Qianxi, there are many swindlers in the Jianghu now, and if you want to see a doctor, you have to go to a regular big hospital."
"Who is ill? Can you talk?" Jiang Qianxi breathed.
"I'm just... For example." Lin Zhi hurriedly added.
Jiang Qianxi's mother pulled Jiang Qianxi aside again and muttered, "this time I can see clearly that he is an assistant of his old man's subsidiary, but he is a president in his own company..."
"How do you see clearly?" Jiang Qianxi asked in astonishment.
"Look at the business card. Come on, if you don't believe it, look at it yourself." Jiang Qianxi's mother took out Lin Zhi's business card, which was densely printed with many positions, either as a director or as a president.
"Mom, if I could see people through my business card, I would have married." Jiang Qianxi gave her mother a white look.
"Xixi, you know, your father's examination results have come out. It's lung cancer, and we must have surgery immediately. But we can't afford this expensive surgery fee. Director Qin of the hospital's Oncology Department said that we won't pay tomorrow, but we have to rush..." Jiang Qianxi's mother immediately showed a look of tears, "Why don't you go out for a snack with Lin Zhi tonight and get him 180000 by the way."
Speaking of his father who had lung cancer and lived in the hospital, Jiang Qianxi's eyes were red and he was a little obedient to fate.
Jiang Qianxi's mother struck while the iron was hot and said, "you are 27 years old and have entered the stage of leftover women. Who you marry is not married. Why can't you marry a rich man while you are young and beautiful? It's good for you, your brother, and mom and Dad..."
Yes, her brother dropped out of junior high school because he was not easy to learn since childhood, so he had to be a cement craftsman like his father in Haishi. But when Jiang Qianxi went to college, he also helped Jiang Qianxi and always sent her some money every month.
Jiang Qianxi's eyes wet at the thought of her father's brother in the hospital.
Jiang Qianxi's mother saw that it was done. It should be done tonight!
So Jiang Qianxi's mother took Jiang Qianxi's hand, walked up to Lin Zhi and said, "Lin Zhi, Xi Xi has promised to go out for a snack for you."
"That's great!" Lin Zhi was so happy that he almost jumped up, looking more recklessly at Jiang Qianxi's chest. He secretly vowed to win the highest point tonight, and then worked hard to pierce the last layer.
Of course, Lin Zhi couldn't hear everything Jiang Qianxi's mother said just now, but Chu Jiang's ears made it clear. How can there be such a mother? She is simply the best pimp, using both hard and soft methods step by step.
"Jiang Qianxi, didn't you just promise to have supper with me?" Chu Jiang finally couldn't watch it anymore. He didn't want Jiang Qianxi to regret it all his life after going out tonight.
"Ah?" Jiang Qianxi was confused for a moment, and he seemed to be much more awake.
"Young man, Lin Zhi can drive us to have supper in a BMW. What about you?" Jiang Qianxi's mother asked unhappily.
"Aunt, it's just hundreds of thousands of BMW. Don't always talk about it." The smile on Lin Zhi's face became stronger, pretending to take out the car key at will and playing with it.
Hundreds of thousands? As soon as Jiang Qianxi's mother heard it, her heart was even more open. It seemed that hundreds of thousands was a small amount for him. It should be a piece of cake for Jiang Qianxi to ask for 180 thousand tonight.
Seeing Chu Jiang's hand in his pocket, Lin Zhi continued, "you should work in Haishi, and the income should not be high, right? But people, like the logo of BMW, should have dreams. People without dreams are no different from salted fish."
He secretly scolded a salted fish in the Chu River. How dare you pretend to force it?
"Yes, people really should have dreams, but I don't think what can be measured by money is a dream." Chu Jiang took out the key of President Maserati, Trident.
The keys of hundreds of thousands of BMW lost their light when compared with Trident, just like a dead salted fish.
Lin Zhi originally wanted to continue to satirize. When he saw the Trident, he swallowed his saliva and was speechless. It turned out that it was Maserati!
Chujiang only came in to have a look by the way, and at most he left after drinking a glass of water. But when he saw Jiang Qianxi's mother's soft and hard measures, he saw that Lin Zhi wanted to step on his own to set off the money. So I finally couldn't help it. I wiped it. You have the key, and we also have the key. It's a trident!
Talk about dreams with Lao Tzu. Now it's stupid. Where's dreams!
"I've... Seen this key before. It's Martha... What?" Jiang Qianxi's mother's eyes lit up at once. Although she couldn't call her name for a moment, she knew it was a luxury car, and any one was more than a million.
"Aunt, her name is Maserati." Chu Jiang answered, and then looked at Jiang Qianxi. The meaning was obvious. Brother came to help you out. Jiang Qianxi nodded knowingly with gratitude in his eyes.
"Yes, yes, it's Maserati. It seems that one car costs more than a million."
"This car is highly equipped, nearly three million."
"Ah, nearly three million, shit, a real luxury car!"
Jiang Qianxi's mother subconsciously stressed that she glanced at Lin Zhi inadvertently. Lin Zhi's face felt hot, as if he had just been slapped in the face. Just now, she also satirized that the other party was a dead salted fish. There was no blue sky and white cloud dream. This time, she became a dead salted fish!
"Cough, what luxury car, only two or three million, is a means of transportation, aunt, don't always talk about it." Chu Jiang said casually.
How can this sentence be so familiar? Someone just said it. It seemed modest to show off. Lin Zhi twitched a few times at the corners of his mouth. What's more, this is a pretender. Compared with him, he is simply a wizard
"Yes, yes, in your eyes, millions may not be much..." not surprisingly, Jiang Qianxi's mother's attitude towards Chu Jiang immediately made a 180 degree turn, with a cold smile on her face, or even a flattering smile. It seems that another good play of pimping will be staged again.
Chu Jiang rolled his eyes secretly, but Jiang Qianxi was a little embarrassed. Having a mother like a chameleon was indeed a bit humiliating.
"Aunt, if you like, I'll take you for a ride later and have a snack with three people." Chu Jiang glanced at Lin Zhi while talking, saying, dead salted fish, there is no longer your role here, and you still want to get out.
"Like, like, good, wait for a snack. By the way, young man, what's your name?" Jiang Qianxi's mother began to greet Chu Jiang warmly, moving chairs and pouring tea. She looked at Chu Jiang with smiling eyes. She looked more and more like it. She was really a low-key young man. Her clothes looked wrinkled, but they were wrinkled cute and handsome