The seller of the heavens

When the atmosphere became warmer, Chen Fan took the opportunity to order a love song sung by a man and a woman, and invited Zhang Tingting to sing along.

Zhang Tingting hesitated for a moment before taking the microphone and singing duet with Chen Fan.

When the two were singing duet, Huang Yalin sat beside Jiang Chen, took out her mobile phone, and said to Jiang Chen very naturally:

"Jiang Chen, let's add a contact information, we can come out to play together when we are free in the future."

"OK."

Jiang Chen naturally wouldn't twitch, took out his phone, exchanged numbers with the other party, and added WeChat.

In his opinion, Huang Yalin has a good figure, good looks, good-sounding voice, knowledgeable and interesting, she is undoubtedly a good sister who is considerate and worthy of deep friendship.

Having easily obtained Jiang Chen's contact information, Huang Yalin felt a little joy in her heart.

Since she started to look for a job as an intern, she has deeply realized the complexity and cruelty of society, which are completely different worlds from the university campus.

Her academic performance is average, her personal resume is average, and she has no honors or skills that can be sold. Although she can easily find a job with her appearance and figure, most of them are front desk, sales, public relations and other jobs. Good work is not easy.

Accustomed to the prosperity of Tianhai City, she didn't want to go back to the third-tier city in her hometown, she wanted to stay in this big city.

But Huang Yalin knew that her family background was average, and her parents were just ordinary employees. It was wishful thinking to stay in Tianhai City by her own ability.

So she made up her mind to find someone who could buy a house in Tianhai City. Jiang Chen's situation met her conditions, so she naturally had to fight for it.

...

The four of them sang until ten o'clock in the evening before leaving the KTV.

Chen Fan took out his mobile phone and said to the two girls:

"I'll make an appointment for a car, and I'll take you back first."

Huang Yalin was about to speak when Jiang Chen suddenly interrupted:

"No, I'll drive you off."

Chen Fan was taken aback: "Have you bought a car?"

Jiang Chen: "I just bought it."

Only then did Chen Fan realize that Jiang Chen is no longer what he used to be, he is a local tyrant, and he is fully capable of buying a car.

"Let's go to the parking lot."

As Jiang Chen said, he entered the elevator with the three of them and came to the parking lot on the first floor.

After finding his car, he pressed the car key, and the car lights flashed twice.

Jiang Chen: "Get in the car."

Huang Yalin looked at the Audi logo and the car with brand new paint, and saw that it was a newly bought car, her eyes flickered, and the last trace of doubt about Jiang Chen's wealth dissipated.

Chen Fan touched the car, secretly envious: I don't know when I will be able to afford such a car.

Then he joked:

"Boss Jiang, why didn't you buy a sports car? With your current financial resources, you should be able to afford a sports car, right?"

"There's no need for that. The sports car looks cool, but it's actually not comfortable to drive."

Jiang Chen said casually.

In the world of Northern Ireland before, he tried to drive Xiaoyu's sports car, and it felt just like that, not as comfortable as a coupe.

Huang Yalin deeply agrees with this:

"Yeah, sports cars are usually used by the rich second generation to play handsome and pick up girls. In my opinion, if you have that money, you might as well buy a house."

As she spoke, she asked seemingly casually:

"Boss Jiang, do you plan to buy a house? There is a classmate in our class who is doing real estate sales. If you want to buy a house, she can give you a discount."

Jiang Chen: "Okay, I do have this plan, and you will give me her contact information when the time comes."

Seeing that Jiang Chen had plans to buy a house, Huang Yalin's eyes flashed with joy, and she hurriedly said:

"I'll send you her number right now."

As she spoke, she opened the co-pilot's door, sat in, and said to Chen Fan with a smile:

"You and Tingting sit in the back, no problem."

Chen Fan naturally had no objection to this.

After Jiang Chen got into the car, he glanced at Huang Yalin, the co-pilot, and found that after she sat down, the hem of her short skirt was lifted up a bit, revealing a section of white thigh skin, delicate and smooth.

I have to say that Huang Yalin's legs are beautiful, slender and long, white and shiny.

Huang Yalin noticed Jiang Chen's gaze, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, she was just playing with the phone pretending not to know.

...

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of a community.

After Huang Yalin and Zhang Tingting got off the car, they waved goodbye to Jiang Chen:

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Boss Jiang, bye!"

"Bye-Bye."

Jiang Chen stepped on the accelerator, started the car, and disappeared into the night.

Zhang Tingting saw Huang Yalin standing in place and watching the car go away, she suddenly said:

"Yalin, you're very enthusiastic about Jiang Chen, don't you think you've taken a liking to him?"

Huang Yalin didn't hide it, and said frankly:

"I think he's pretty good. He's handsome and rich. He doesn't have the arrogance and aloofness of getting rich. It doesn't hurt to get in touch with him."

"But he just graduated from high school, don't you worry about the generation gap?"

Zhang Tingting is not looking down on people with low education, but is talking about a very real problem.

There are classmates around her who have gone to work after graduating from high school or even junior high school. When they met and chatted later, they found that the concepts and ideas of the two parties were very different, and it was difficult to chat together.

Huang Yalin didn't think it was a problem at all, and said nonchalantly:

"There is no generation gap between people of the same age. I feel that I have been in college for four years and I haven't learned much."

Zhang Tingting said helplessly:

"I'm worried, you two are really together, and you don't have anything in common."

Huang Yalin took Zhang Tingting's hand, walked into the community, and said faintly:

"Tingting, do you know that in today's society, there is no shortage of college students. Three thousand yuan can't recruit a farm worker, but it can attract a bunch of college students.

So what if we graduate from college and work hard all our lives, but we still can't afford a flat in Tianhai City.

But now Jiang Chen can buy a house at any time, and he can easily own things that others have been fighting for all his life. "

After a pause, Huang Yalin continued:

"As for the common topic you mentioned, there is no need to worry.

As long as you have money, you can enjoy life, travel around the world, increase your knowledge, and experience the truly beautiful side of this world. Ordinary people can only be trapped by trivial things in life, and it is difficult to escape.

Didn't you notice that since we started working as an intern, we're either at work or watching dramas on our mobile phones every day, and we don't have the energy to study and improve ourselves.

So I should be the one who should be worried that there is no topic. "

Zhang Tingting was thoughtful after hearing this.

Huang Yalin continued:

"Remember the best friend Dong Li I told you about before?

She just made a boyfriend who graduated from high school, and the house was demolished. Now this Dong Li doesn't know how comfortable she is, she buys brand-name clothes and bags at every turn, and travels around on weekends. If the job is not going well, you can quit if you want, and you don't care at all. "

Speaking of Dong Li, Huang Yalin's tone implied envy.

Obviously the other party is not as good as her in figure and appearance, why should he live better than her? Isn't it because he found a rich boyfriend.

The closer the girlfriend is, the less she wants to be compared.

Zhang Tingting silently listened to Huang Yalin's words, and felt that what she said made sense, but her thinking was too extreme.

She sighed secretly in her heart: Huang Yalin was not like this before.