Five Hundred and Forty-Three. Mercedes-Benz 600?

Therefore, precisely because of this idea, Wang Zhitao could only endure the suffering silently.

At noon, the nanny came back and cooked some food. After Zhou Jiajia and Wang Zhitao had something to eat together, Zhou Jiajia got up and left, preparing to come back tomorrow.

Now that Zhou Jiajia is in trouble, Wang Zhitao can't do much to retain him. Now his relationship with Zhou Jiajia seems to be good, but they are far apart.

Yang Ming and Chen Mengyan arrived at the end of the subway station, Oriental Auto City, which is the largest car sales market in Songjiang City. However, it shouldn’t be called Songjiang City, because this place was actually invested and built by an entrepreneur from Donghai City.

It's just that there is no large-scale land for building a car city in the urban area of ​​Donghai. Even if there is, the price is not cost-effective, so it is better to build the car city on the edge of Songjiang City, which borders Donghai. In this way, the Automobile City is like being between Donghai and Songjiang, and it is very convenient for people from both cities to go there.

This is also the approach of many cities, which build automobile cities on the outskirts of the city.

Yang Ming and Chen Mengyan came to the Auto City and wandered around casually. This is a showroom, and each brand has its own showroom. However, the types of cars are quite complete, and almost all brands sold in China are available here. Of course, some people still like to go to specialized 4S sales stores of various brands to buy cars. This is a matter of personal habits.

"Wow, this car is nice. It's suitable for girls to drive." Chen Mengyan pointed at a small SUV and said.

As soon as Yang Ming and Chen Mengyan stopped, a sales lady immediately came to greet them: "Do you two want to see the car?"

Now, the prices of most domestic car brands have dropped to a very low level. Most cars are in the tens of thousands of yuan range, which means that cars are no longer something that only big bosses can afford to drive. have entered the working class. ^

So unlike some luxury car sales ladies, they still wear tinted glasses towards customers. Domestic car salespeople don't pay much attention to the dress and age of people who come to see the car, because anyone can become their potential customer.

"Well, just take a look." Yang Ming nodded: "What kind of car is this?"

"This is the Zotye 5008, a small mini off-road vehicle. It is very suitable for families and young couples to drive. The car is small in size, but its appearance and functions are not bad. It also has a luggage rack on it, making it suitable for picnics and long-distance travel." The sales lady introduced: "That's the previous model of this car over there. Zotye 2008 and 5008 are improved on it."

"How much?" Yang Ming asked.

“Fifty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine in the deluxe version.

Comes with a full car wrap, luggage rack and small decorations. "said the sales lady.

Only 60,000 yuan? Yang Ming nodded secretly. This car is good, cheap and practical, and it is not ostentatious when driven out. The most important thing is that it looks good and Chen Mengyan can drive it.

"Okay, let's take a look." Yang Ming said to the sales lady.

"Okay, here are our promotional materials. Take it and take a look." The sales lady handed a promotional advertisement to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming took it and held it in his hand, and walked to other booths with Chen Mengyan.

"What do you think?" Yang Ming asked Chen Mengyan.

"I think it's pretty good. I can drive it too." It can be seen that Chen Mengyan prefers the car just now.

"But, it's a manual transmission. **In Yang Ming's opinion, girls should all like to drive automatic transmissions.

"It's okay. It turns out that when my dad taught me how to drive, he used the old 213 jeep that was eliminated by his company. It also had a manual transmission." Chen Mengyan said, "I'm used to it."

"Okay, let's take a look. If it doesn't work, just buy that one." Yang Ming didn't care, as long as it can be driven, the key is that Chen Mengyan likes it.

Originally, Yang Ming planned to buy a car worth several hundred thousand yuan, but now that Chen Mengyan has chosen this domestic car worth 60,000 yuan, there is no need to hesitate anymore. It doesn't hurt to buy it now. After all, the price is cheap, and even if my mother finds out, she won't say anything.

Buy it and drive it first, then replace it later. You can also give this car to Chen Mengyan to drive first.

"Okay." Chen Mengyan also thought that car was good, and she was a little happy to see that Yang Ming planned to buy it.

The two people arrived at the Mercedes-Benz showroom unknowingly. At present, Yang Ming is not very interested in this kind of decent car that consumes a lot of fuel.

But Yang Ming saw an acquaintance here. It's Sun San, the housekeeper of Sun Jie's family. At this moment, Sun San was scolding a bald man, and Yang Ming looked at their mouth movements. Got a rough idea of ​​what the chat was about.

It turned out that the bald man was the manager of the Mercedes-Benz store. Something seemed to have offended a customer, and the Auto City was the property of the Sun family, so Sun San was responsible for intervening.

Sun San also saw Yang Ming, nodded to Yang Ming, looked at Chen Mengyan beside Yang Ming meaningfully, then turned around and continued to scold the bald-headed manager.

Yang Ming also smiled at him, but did not come forward to say hello. Maybe Sun San didn't want to embarrass himself because Chen Mengyan was by his side.

Yang Ming was about to turn around and leave with Chen Mengyan when he suddenly heard a strange voice.

"Ah, isn't this Chen Mengyan?"

Chen Mengyan and Yang Ming turned to look at the same time, and saw a fashionable girl holding a fat man standing not far from them, and it was the fashionable girl who spoke.

Chen Mengyan frowned, looked at the fashionable girl for a long time, and then said hesitantly: "Are you Lin Xiang?"

"What, Chen Mengyan, have you learned how to catch the bad guys too?" Lin Xiang glanced at Yang Ming next to Chen Mengyan and said sarcastically: "Oh, I forgot, you should be in college now, right? But you're only in your freshman year. , tsk tsk..."

Chen Mengyan nodded, not wanting to talk to her anymore, so she said to Yang Ming, "Let's go, a junior high school classmate of mine."

"Ha, don't go. Are you here to buy a car or land? Or are you just here to have a look?" Lin Xiang saw the way Yang Ming and Chen Mengyan were dressed. At first glance, they didn't look like very rich people. So he said sarcastically.

"We're just here to buy a car, but my girlfriend doesn't seem to like you very much, so you'd better go ahead." Yang Ming glared at Lin Xiang and then warned.

"Ha, country bumpkin, are you the one who wants to buy a car?" Lin Xiang tilted her mouth and said teasingly: "Have you ever heard of a joke? It was about a country bumpkin who went to a car dealership and took out two thousand yuan. , said to buy a Santana. The clerk was puzzled, what did you say? The old man said, Santana 2000 is written on the door! The clerk said with a smile, go to the Mercedes-Benz 600 opposite! I think you are that old man, Do you think this car is affordable for everyone?”

"Are you done? Your joke is not funny at all." Yang Ming suddenly reached out and slapped the face of the fat man next to Lin Xiang, making a "snap" sound: "Isn't it, pickled cabbage vat! "

The little fat man suddenly heard someone calling him the nickname he had in junior high school, and was startled. In the past few years, he and Lin Xiang were used to pretending to be cool with others. When Yang Ming slapped him like this, he was at a loss. He was about to have a seizure. , but when he looked carefully at the person in front of him, he was suddenly startled: "You...are you Yang Ming?"

"Sauerkraut Jar, your memory is not very good. It took you so long to recognize me. It seems that you are not very impressed with me!" Yang Ming said with a smile.

"No... no, Brother Yang... don't beat me..." The little fat man was startled and said quickly.

Fatty and Yang Ming both graduated from Hongqi Middle School. At that time, Fatty was a bully in the school because of his family's wealth, but he inadvertently offended Yang Ming. Yang Ming didn't care what he was, so he just gave him a fat meal. beat.

Later, the little fat man was dissatisfied and asked a few people from society to trouble Yang Ming. In the end, he asked Yang Ming to fix it. And from then on, Yang Ming had to teach him a few lessons every time he met him, which left a psychological shadow on the little fat guy. When he met Yang Ming, he said conditionally: "Brother Yang... don't beat me." …”

The casual words just now suddenly popped out from the depths of his memory.

"Husband, who is this person?" Lin Xiang was a little confused about the situation in front of him.

"Shut up!" The little fat man yelled: "Call Brother Yang!"

Yang Ming shook his head and said calmly: "No, pickled cabbage jar, is this your wife?"

"Yes...yes...Brother Yang, what's the matter?" The little fat man didn't know what Yang Ming was going to do, so he had to answer bravely.

"Oh, it's okay. We are old people and we are going to spend 600 yuan to buy a Mercedes-Benz." How could Yang Ming not see that this girl was hostile to Chen Mengyan, so he wanted to take the opportunity to punish him.