Chapter 147:

Boom boom boom.

The Develsixteen off-road vehicle is walking flat on the rugged mountain roads. Compared to Song Siming's previous feeling of driving a BMW out of a bouncing car, I don't know how much stronger it was.

At this moment, Song Siming's eyes lit up involuntarily, and said, "I know who it is!!"

"who is it?!"

His wife couldn't help but ask.

The other villagers are also a little curious.

After all, at the level of their village, there would never be a luxury car of this level.

"It should be Boss Hong. It is said that he is worth two to three billion yuan. Last time the town attracted investment, he intended to come to us to build a factory."

Song Siming said excitedly.

His wife widened her eyes and asked excitedly: "Well, how much is it worth two or three hundred million? Then his car should be very expensive too."

"When I went to the Magic City before, I saw his car at the entrance of the largest Shangri-La Hotel in the Magic City. The name is in English. I graduated from elementary school and didn't remember it, but I remember the price. thirty million!"

Song Siming said.

"thirty million!"

His wife was stunned, her face trembling with fright, and a piece of thick foundation fell off.

"No, Boss Hong is here. I have to go to meet him. When he starts a company in town, we will cooperate with him for a wave. We will definitely make a profit. By then, my family may be able to get better... By the way, that poem How do you say it?"

Song Siming said excitedly.

"Going to the next level!"

His wife reminded him.

"Yes, yes, go to the next level!! Just go to the next level!!"

Song Siming was extremely excited.

At this time, Wang Changgui frowned, and said quickly: "Siming, this big boss must be entertained. If we can build a field in the town, that would be a blessing to our village."

As he said, he quickly winked at the other villagers and asked them to say a few more words.

After all, they really can't afford to have such an existence like Song Siming.

"Yes, Siming, everyone is counting on you."

"Siming, look at what we need to do, just speak up."

"Siming..."

"Siming, my son pushed a rock in the quarry last time, and his leg was broken by the falling boulder. He is now discharged from the hospital, but his leg is definitely lame. Can you arrange a lighter errand for him."

...

At the beginning, listening to the compliments of the surrounding villagers, Song Siming was more useful, but at the end of the time, the expression on his face collapsed again.

"Don't mention your son. He doesn't have long eyes to do a job. It cost my family tens of thousands to operate on him. Since he is lame, there is definitely no work he can do in the factory. He used to need someone to guard the door, but since After I got a watchdog, I fired several security guards!"

Song Siming said with a sneer.

"you……"

The villagers who spoke were flushed with anger, but Wang Changgui pulled him a hand and held back.

While talking, the Develsixteen off-road vehicle drove over.

Song Siming quickly brewed a smile and respectfully greeted him.

Soon, the car door opened and Su Chen jumped from the co-pilot.

Song Siming was stunned.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Su Chen got off the car unexpectedly, which is totally inconsistent with the plot setting!!

"It's Da Chenzi!!"

The villagers were suddenly excited.

Soon, the main driver's door was pushed open, and a long, straight leg stepped out.

When Ye Qingcheng got out of the car, the simple villagers were once again stunned: "Whose girl is this, how can she look so good? She is even more beautiful than the stars on TV."

But soon, everyone realized that this girl seemed to have come with Su Chen, and she was back as a driver for Su Chen.

Good deed, the relationship between these two people is terrible.

Dachenzi's identity is incredible.

Song Siming was even more stunned. Originally, he was still shocked at how Su Chen would come back with a tens of millions of off-road vehicles.

But at this time, he was completely shocked by Ye Qingcheng's face and figure.

Looking at Ye Qingcheng, he took another look at his charming wife beside him, and suddenly lost any interest.

Compared with Ye Qingcheng, his woman is like a pheasant with plucked hair, and all that is left is ugly.

As for his wife herself, at this moment, she is even more embarrassed.

It seems that the more beautiful, sexy, and radiant Ye Qingcheng is, the more humble and insignificant she appears, even ugly.

She wanted to find a place to sew in.

At this moment, Su Chen couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

When he first went to college, every year when he went home, Wang Changgui rode a tricycle to the town’s bus station to pick him up. Every time he returned to the village from the station, it was basically dark, but this couldn’t resist the villagers at all. Enthusiasm, they always welcome him back with gongs and drums, just like celebrating his entrance to university.

Later, after he joined the work, his work was unsatisfactory, his life was unsatisfactory, the kind of helplessness facing the bustling world, and his failure to make a little contribution to his hometown.

He deeply felt sorry for the expectations of his father and fellow villagers.

So every time he went home, he specifically asked Wang Changgui not to tell the village elders and fellow villagers. Unexpectedly, the elders and fellow villagers would do the gongs and drums again this time.

At this time, an old man made a gesture.

In an instant, the sound of gongs, drums and horns rang.

Someone even ignited firecrackers, and the crackling sound of firecrackers made the atmosphere even hotter.

When did Ye Qingcheng see this battle?Beautiful eyes could not help but lit up, and he elbow Su Chen, smiled and said in the other's ear, I didn't see it, you are still the celebrity in your village.

Such an intimate scene made the villagers immediately understand!

This beautiful girl must be Da Chenzi's girlfriend!

At this time, Song Siming's envious eyes were red, and the jealous sparks were about to squirt out.

Su Chen, this hanging silk, in addition to a good skin, how can he get the favor of such beauties.

Could it be that the other party ate soft rice and was taken care of by this beauty.

Song Siming couldn't help thinking like this.

Thinking of this, he became even more jealous.

But in my heart he severely despised, what can a guy who eats soft food do?

Finally, the firecrackers were over, and the beating of gongs and drums gradually stopped.

The elders and folks, immediately put away the guy's affairs, and began to hesitate to ask for warmth?

There were also very gossips, asking about the relationship between Su Chen and Ye Qingcheng.

At this moment, Song Siming finally found the opportunity, patted Su Chen on the shoulder, and said, "Boy, that's okay, I have eaten all this soft rice..."

Su Chen was taken aback, a little unclear, so: "Eat soft rice, what to eat soft rice?"