Driving a Maybach bought from Song Sanxi for 6 million, I just entered the house.
At this time, I was shouting crazily in the study room.
This is howling, the surgical sutures are aching.
Qian Yonghong held the mobile phone, feeling shocked, with a bitter look on his face, "Brother Yong, I'm afraid it won't work if you don't give it."
"What? Why can't it work? I don't believe it! What can that little bastard Song Sanxi do to me?"
"Because the man named Song became brothers and friends with Zhao Liangyou. Zhao Liangyou is also mentally ill. He lost more than 40 million to Song Sanxi, but instead spoke for him and threatened me."
"I..." Huang Changyong's eyes almost exploded, "He, he... Zhao Liangyou... I'm so stupid!!!"
On the sofa, my whole body was shaking.
The mobile phone was smashed on the leather of the sofa.
Jump up and land.
When Qian Yonghong heard the noise, he sighed and called several times.
Huang Changyong became weak and picked up his phone, "Old Qian, what, give me Song Sanxi's account number! But..."
"But what?" Qian Yonghong was overjoyed. Finally, this guy was intimidated by the Zhao family.
“I don’t have that much cash in hand!”
"How many?"
"Sixteen million! The rest will be spent on the rich. How about you talk to Song Sanxi and negotiate the conditions? I want to kill him if I talk to him, because I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on anymore
Temper. His relationship with Zhao Liangyou, we...can't afford to offend him for the time being."
"This..." Qian Yonghong thought for a while, "Okay. I'll talk to Song Sanxi. But if he insists on giving it to you, there's nothing I can do. You can figure it out yourself?"
"Okay, okay... Damn, it's really bad luck!"
Huang Changyong hung up the phone and was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
Historically, he was the only one who bullied Song Sanxi, how could Song Sanxi ride on him?
Even Song Sanxi’s top-of-the-range Maybach Zeppelin, which originally cost 12 million, was bought to him at half the price, wasn’t it?
Fifteen minutes later, Song Sanxi's bank account number was sent first.
Huang Changyong got angry when he saw it, but Qian Yonghong called again.
"Brother Yong, Song Sanxi said, 16 million, transfer it immediately. The remaining 4 million won't matter even if it's a penny less. If you can't get cash, use the car as payment."
"Holy crap! He wants his Maybach? That car is less than two years old. The original price was 12 million. Now it's still worth at least 10 million, right? He wants to give me 4 million?" Huang Changyong screamed wildly.
"Brother Yong, didn't you use a trick to lose to Wang Hui first and only pay six million for that car? Forget it, Brother Yong, the future is long! Just be patient! This guy and Zhao
The family is involved in a relationship, and it won’t be easy to resolve at the moment.”
"Damn...Zhao family! If old dog Zhao dies, can he still be so rampant?"
"Okay, Brother Yong, shall I reply to Song Sanxi?"
"Go back, Ma! Ask him to come over to my house and get the keys!"
"Okay. Brother Yong, bear with me, we can't let that kid get better. Besides, in the afternoon, he is going to play golf, and he will probably play a round with me. Will you come over?"
"I..." Huang Changyong hesitated for a moment, "Okay! If he dares to bet, I will accompany him to the end!"
Then, in less than ten minutes, Huang Changyong transferred 16 million to Song Sanxi's bank account.
After the money arrived in the account, not long after, there was a knock on Huang Changyong's door.
He went over and opened the door, and Song Sanxi stood outside the door with a full smile.
In his hands, he held two large fruit baskets.
"Here, brother Yong, congratulations on being discharged from the hospital!"
These words are extremely polite.
Huang Changyong almost cried.
His face turned the color of pig liver, "You...you are so hypocritical. I, Huang Changyong, can't afford fruit?"
"Oh, okay..." Song Sanxi pursed her lips and placed the fruit basket by the door, "Then let's leave it here, just in case someone else's dog comes and eats it. Brother Yong, my car keys.
Woolen cloth?"
"Wait a moment."
After a while, Huang Changyong handed Song Sanxi a master key and two spare keys.
"Thank you, Brother Yong. Oh, tomorrow morning, at nine o'clock, let's check in together!"
"casual."
Huang Changyong slammed the door and closed it.
Song Sanxi smiled coldly and threw the three keys in the air a few times, as if juggling.
Then, leave.
After a while, Huang Changyong was indeed unbalanced.
So he opened the door again and took back the two large fruit baskets.
You can’t let someone else’s dog eat it, right?
Without washing it, I picked the biggest apple and took a bite. It was so sweet.
Chewing it, I want to cry.
"What the hell! I give you 16 million in cash and a Maybach in exchange for two of your horse's fruit baskets?"
Lift the fruit basket and throw it downstairs.
Song Sanxi was driving out of the gate of the community, which could be seen in the rear mirror.
The two fruit baskets were smashed into pieces. He smiled lightly, hit the accelerator, the engine roared, and drove away.
The rented Mercedes-Benz e was already at the gate of the community. I notified the car rental agency to take it back.
Ten minutes later, Zhao Liangyou received 20 million in his account.
I sigh with emotion, this buddy Sanxi always keeps his word and does what he says!
Hurry up and call me.
"Brother Sanxi, good brothers, good temperament, interesting, brothers for life!"
"You're welcome, Brother You! Song Sanxi will never take back the spit that he spits out. I'm driving. Let's talk later?"
"Okay, safety first!"
So far, Song Sanxi has 37.9 million in stocks, plus 22.417 million from Winning Yonghong, 16 million from Huang Changyong in cash, and more than 76 million in his own money!
Doing the math, when his parents were still alive and before he was financially bankrupt, his family's total assets of house, car, and garment factory did not exceed 70 million.
Now, everything is back, and there is still a bit of a surplus.
Driving the car, Song Sanxi said calmly: "Scum, I think you are lucky, right? Well, let's go shopping for clothes with Yourong at noon!"
At 12:15, his car was already parked at the gate of No. 3 Middle School.
Parents who pick up students and security guards at the school gate are all familiar with him.
Now, I have a new car, which is more aggressive and beautiful.
It blinded everyone's eyes.
Indeed, this car has been well maintained and looks like new.
Someone even recognized it and shouted: "Oh my God, Maybach, Zeppelin, the top price is 12 million, my God..."
Many people were stunned.
This is 2010, what does 12 million mean?
Extremely rich!
Song Sanxi, with a calm look on his face, walked into the school calmly with his rice pail in hand.
When the meal was delivered to the dormitory building, Su Youxin was already waiting at the door of the building.
During those days, she was used to waiting.
She didn't want her brother-in-law to go upstairs and enter the dormitory. It was too dangerous to climb the water pipe, and she was really embarrassed.
She also told the dormitory manager, Aunt Meng, that he was really her brother-in-law, who had changed and was delivering meals every day.
Aunt Meng didn't believe it and kept staring at Song Sanxi secretly.
At noon today, Su Youxin took over the rice pail and handed yesterday's rice pail to her brother-in-law. Of course, Yang Xue and the others washed it.
She blushed and whispered: "You...can you please stop sending me food tomorrow? Don't send it to me in the future, okay?"
Song Sanxi frowned, looked at her ruddy and charming little face, and asked puzzledly: "What's wrong with Youxin? Isn't this what I should do?"