Chapter 159 Do you have a three-year period? Isn't it the Dragon King because he can't speak?
Chapter 159: Do you have a three-year period? Isn’t it because you don’t have a crooked mouth?
The other party waved his hand and asked him to leave, but the parking officer dared not turn back and quickly left.
They are all rich people, and they can't afford to offend anyone.
Then just pretend that he had never seen the young man just now, and he didn't remember anything.
Only then did Lin He realize that while talking to his son, the two walked to the parking lot.
"The price of a Mercedes-Benz G-Class Amg, the price of a naked car is about 2.5 million yuan." Lin Qing said enviously.
Mercedes-Benz G-Class Amg is a professional off-road vehicle, and it also adopts the traditional square box shape design.
The simple and bright lines outline the strong lines that a hard-core off-road vehicle should have, and also has the luxury and classical temperament unique to the Mercedes-Benz family.
"Look at the round LED headlights on both sides, which are also equipped with anti-collision equipment." Lin Qing walked over and circled around the black off-road vehicle: "Dad, can you buy me a Paramela?"
"What is the relationship between Mercedes-Benz G-Class Amg and Paramela?" Lin He asked in confusion.
"I like them all." Lin Qing chuckled and said, "If I could own a cool Paramela, I would definitely let my dad carry his grandson before graduating from college."
For many people who like the Porsche brand, the most impressive one is probably the Porsche 911.
But Lin Qing is different. He prefers Porsche's Paramela.
The body lines are round and smooth, without any edges and corners.
The sidelines are treated in a simple and soft manner, both elegant and dynamic manner.
"If you dare to harm someone's little girl, I don't mind breaking your legs and letting you stay at home every day. With my financial resources, it's not difficult to make you happy in a wheelchair for a lifetime." Lin He warned.
There is no problem with a son being a playboy or a prodigal son.
This will also make him cause trouble and bring systematic benefits to Lin He.
But if Lin He does something that harms others, he will definitely punish him severely.
"Forget it, it's good to be a simple college student." Lin Qing shrank his neck and said.
"What are you going to do?" Lin He asked strangely.
He didn't believe that his son would ask the parking clerk which car Huangpan was for no reason.
"Make some trouble for that old bastard." Lin Qing chuckled, took off her pants directly, and then started sprinkling water at the car door.
"..." Black lines appeared on Lin He's forehead.
It’s simply...it’s not too embarrassing to have such a son!
The son's movements were so quick that Lin He was a little unresponsive. When he wanted to dissuade him, his son had already ended happily.
"Comfortable."
Lin Qing shivered and his ears moved.
He grabbed Lin He and hid to the side: "Dad, someone is here. If it is an old bastard, we can beat him up."
Pei Gong also flashed and stood behind a square pillar, ready to take action.
"I might as well sit in the banquet hall above, in pain and happiness." Lin He felt that it was embarrassing to be taken by his son to do such a thing.
But who told me that this is my own son? I can't push it out at this time.
"Hurry up, it's that bastard's car, Mercedes-Benz G-Class Amg, son, give him a wave of boy peeing."
The voice of a middle-aged man is constantly urging him.
A few seconds later, I heard the rustling sound of running water, which sounded in the quiet parking lot.
"Son, you didn't get angry? What a pity."
The sound of water stopped, and the middle-aged man seemed very dissatisfied.
"Dad, I also brought a thin awl, let's put on the tires." Youdao said in a young voice.
"My son does a good job, give me my strength, I'll be very strong and fast." The middle-aged man's tone became happy.
"..." Lin He.
"..." Lin Qing.
"..." Pei Gong.
I never expected that there would be people like Lin Qing in this regard.
sand!
Lin Qing raised his foot and made a slight friction sound.
"who?"
The Mercedes-Benz G-Class Amg rear tires, the busy two men spoke in unison.
"Qi Zhanpeng?" Lin He walked out from behind the square pillar and frowned.
"Who are you?" the middle-aged man put the thin awl behind him and asked guiltily.
"You are from Qingjiang City, are you?" Lin He smiled slightly.
"You are..." The man called Qi Zhanpeng looked at Lin He and felt familiar.
"I have never seen you again after graduating from junior high school. I didn't expect to meet you here." Lin He said with emotion.
"You...you can't be Lin He?" Qi Zhanpeng was struck by lightning.
No wonder he looks familiar, but he is not sure.
Lin He is about the same age as him, but the man in front of him looks only thirty years old at most.
"It's me." Lin He nodded: "Why are you here?"
"It's really you." Qi Zhanpeng's eyes became wet: "I'm here to attend the charity party held by the Hilton Hotel."
"Why didn't I see you?" Lin He asked strangely.
"Ahem..." Qi Zhanpeng was embarrassed and patted the young man beside him and said, "Say hello, this is your Uncle Lin."
"Hello Uncle Lin." The young man was humble and polite: "My name is Huang Qingtan."
If Lin He and Lin Qing had not witnessed what he did and what he had come up with just now, they would have been deceived by the appearance they showed.
"Hello Uncle Qi." Lin Qing also said politely.
Lin He and Lin Qing looked at each other.
Huang Qingtan?
Why is Qi Zhanpeng’s son surnamed Huang?
Qi Zhanpeng is not only a junior high school classmate in Lin He, but also a fellow villager to him.
From elementary school to junior high school, we were all in the same class. At that time, we were inseparable and had no choice but to say about our relationship.
After graduating from junior high school, Lin He and Qi Zhanpeng in that era, there was no mobile phone, so they naturally broke off contact.
"Men's sadness." Qi Zhanpeng looked sad: "This car is owned by my brother-in-law Huang Pan. I went to work after graduating from junior high school. Later, my family introduced me to be a son-in-law. I was young at that time and felt that I would never have to worry about finding a rich wife for the rest of my life. Who knows..."
Lin He has never been a son-in-law, but he also knows the bitterness.
They are looked down upon inside and outside.
Thinking of what Qi Zhanpeng did just now, he probably suffered a lot of grievances, so he could only use this bad approach to vent his indignation.
"Son-in-law from the door?" Lin Qing was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Uncle Qi, do you have a three-year term?"
"Ah? What is the three-year period?" Qi Zhanpeng was confused.
"Then are you the Dragon King?" Lin Qing asked again.
"If I were the Dragon King, I would have been fucking Huang Pan's family." Qi Zhanpeng said hatefully.
"It's not the Dragon King, either." Lin Qing touched his chin and pondered: "Uncle Qi, then do you want to send bells to the four major families?"
"Four major families? What are the four major families?" Qi Zhanpeng didn't know that there were four major families, so could he have a circle he didn't know.
"Where is the old man? Where is the man in black? Where is the contract of 30 million US dollars and 300 million yuan?" Lin Qing asked unwillingly.
"If I had so much money, I wouldn't be a son-in-law." Qi Zhanpeng wanted to cry.
"The script is wrong. Could it be that Uncle Qi's mouth is not crooked?" Lin Qing said to himself.
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Chapter completed!