Chapter 17： My monthly salary is six thousand!

The family of Zhang Qiming lives in the villa area of ​​Cuihuyuan.

Half an hour later, Zhang Wanlin and Zhang Qishan had arrived at Cuihu Garden.

Entering the community, Zhang Wanlin and his father came all the way to the gate of the Zhangjia villa.

Buy a house here, at least tens of millions.

It can be seen from this point that Zhang Qiming is very rich.

In the yard of the villa, there is a BMW x5, which is the car of Zhang Qiming's son.

"Brother!"

As soon as he arrived at the door, Zhang Qishan shouted with great joy.

Then he took Zhang Wanlin into the Zhang family.

Entering the villa, I saw a dining table in the center of the living room, which was full of food.

Abalone lobster, top wine, sterling silver cutlery, the center, and a huge birthday cake.

And Zhang Qishan's eldest brother, Zhang Qiming sat behind the dining table.

Zhang Qiming wears a tunic suit, looks like he is in his seventies, has white hair, and has eyes.

After seeing Zhang Qishan, he frowned, but then stretched.

"Qishan, are you here?

Please sit down. "

Zhang Qiming smiled slightly.

Although the tone was polite, Zhang Qiming didn't mean to get up and greet him.

Hearing the sound, another woman came out of the Zhangjia villa.

A woman in her fifties, although she is old, is very gorgeously dressed, wearing gold and silver on her body.

She is Zhang Qiming's wife, Zhang's.

Zhang's brow furrowed after seeing Zhang Qiming and Zhang Wanlin.

"Why are you here?"

"Which are you wearing? Do you want to come to our house?"

Zhang's glanced up and down Zhang Wanlin and his father, looking impatient.

Afterwards, she rolled her eyes: "Forget it, now that it's here, sit down!"

This is the attitude of Uncle Zhang Wanlin and his wife.

Zhang Wanlin and Zhang Qishan sat down, and Zhang Qiming didn't even care about Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan put the gift in his hand on the side table.

It was two Chinese cigarettes, and a bottle of liquor worth three hundred dollars.

"Brother, I know your birthday today, so I came to see you with gifts."

Zhang Qishan laughed.

Zhang Qiming didn't even look at the gifts.

"Ok."

He glanced at Zhang Wanlin: "Wailin, in a blink of an eye, have you grown so big?

What now? "

Zhang Wanlin replied: "Uncle, I'm now delivering food at the errands delivery company, and the monthly salary is 6,000."

"Cut! It's really no good!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang's came over with the dish.

"A salary of only six thousand a month?

Not even one tenth of my salary in Shao Cong! "

"Sure enough, it's a dragon, a dragon and a phoenix. The mouse's son will make holes!"

After all, Zhang's face was disdainful and he sat down.

Zhang Wanlin frowned, remembering his father's words, but did not refute anything.

At this moment, I saw a young couple coming from outside.

The man is dressed in a suit and wears a watch. He looks average, but he is very temperamental.

The woman is dressed in a white dress and looks good, but there is an arrogance between her eyebrows.

Zhang's eyes lit up when they saw them, "Oh, Shao Cong, are you back?"

Hurry up! "

Zhang Shaocong also smiled and said: "Mom, you have worked hard and made such a big table dish."

After all, Zhang Shaocong glanced at Zhang Wanlin with a little playfulness in his eyes.

"Yo, isn't this my cousin?"

"I saw you two days ago! You wore work clothes for take-away and take-away, riding an electric car, are you?"

Zhang Shaocong smiled.

And the girl beside him rolled his eyes in disdain and disgust: "Shao Cong, do you have such poor relatives in your family?"

"Look at that old man, dirty! It's disgusting!"

The girl pinched her nose and looked disgusted.

She is Zhang Shaocong's girlfriend, Zhao Xiaoqian.

Zhang Shi quickly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Xiaoqian, don't disdain you, these two guys, because of our Zhangjia family's great cause, so I want to come to the end."

"This kind of person can only enter our Zhang family by blood relationship."

"Otherwise, I would have driven them out with a stick!"

Zhang's words were very straightforward and did not give Zhang Wanlin and his dad face at all.

Zhang Qiming didn't mean to block, and drank tea on his own.

And Zhang Qishan looked embarrassed.

Zhao Xiaoqian embraced his arm and said proudly: "I hope your family will not deal with these poor relatives in the future, which is disgusting."

"No, Xiaoqian, don't worry."

"Come on, please sit down."

Zhang Shi smiled.

This Zhao Xiaoqian also has a lot of money. The chairman of the Zhao Group has a lot of money, so Zhang's so stupid her.

Six people have been seated around the dining table. Zhang Shaocong glanced at Zhang Wanlin with a playful look.

"Cousin, is the delivery market good now?

Can you earn tens of thousands a month? "

Zhang Wanlin replied nonchalantly: "Six thousand."

"Six thousand?"

Zhang Shaicong deliberately pretended to be surprised: "That's really Qu Cai."

"Look, you and I are all surnamed Zhang. You are six thousand a month and I am one hundred thousand a month. Why is that?"

Between words, Zhang Shaocong has been degrading Zhang Wanlin and raising his identity.

Zhang's face is also proud: "Shao Cong, how can you be the department manager of the Wang Group? How can it be compared with a delivery?"

"He just worked hard for a few more years and couldn't get to your position!"

"There is Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian is the chairman of the Zhao Group, and now he is Shao Cong's girlfriend!"

"Then Zhang Wanlin, don't you even have a girlfriend?"

"In the future, I will help you to remember, to see who has a disabled girl who is lame and blind, I will introduce you to marry you."

Poof, Zhao Xiaoqian was amused by Zhang's words.

Zhang Wanlin clenched his fist and just wanted to attack. Zhang Qishan beside him held his hand and shook his head at him.

There was a hint of prayer in Dad's eyes.

He didn't want to be too rigid with his brother.

Zhang Wanlin snorted, but for the sake of his father, he still endured it.

"Okay, mom, don't make fun of my cousin."

After all, he looked at Zhang Qiming.

"Dad, today is your birthday. When you are a son, there is nothing to give you."

"But my son knows that you like to collect, so I brought you an ancient painting from the Ming Dynasty for you."

With that said, Zhang Shaocong produced a painting.

He opened the painting in public, and saw a painting with an ancient atmosphere in front of everyone.

In the painting, there are several mountains and a fierce tiger. The fierce tiger is very realistic and spiritual, and the brush and ink are also very powerful.

Below the painting, there are three large characters of Wang Jinzhi.

Zhang Qiming's eyes lit up when he saw the painting.

I saw that he stood up, and quickly came to the painting, and looked carefully.

After a long time, Zhang Qiming exclaimed: "The real story of Wang Jinzhi! According to the current market price, there is no 400,000, absolutely not coming!"

"Son, you have heart!"