Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Whose brother and whose son is this?

"Ma'am, this is a new model of the brand. Would you like to test drive it?"

"No thanks, just swipe the card."

The sales lady's eyes lit up, and she immediately stepped forward attentively, took the card respectfully and went to pay with the excitement of being the top salesperson.

The car model boy's eyes were full of admiration. He hurriedly led people into the VIP lounge, made tea and served snacks, and walked around in his high heels without making any "click-click" noises.

Wen Qingyang leaned on the sofa, drinking tea of ​​just the right temperature. In front of him was a pretty boy in a tight backless miniskirt, squatting on one side, gently asking the VIP if he needed anything else.

She stroked the handle of the cup, thinking that life with money was a little too comfortable.

In fact, she had never been treated coldly or harshly, but she had to spend the money in her wallet carefully at all times, which was not easy.

Now that I heard that the anchor has made a comeback, I can finally come to the store and try it out.

Although he appears calm on the surface, only he knows how good it feels.

Wen Qingyang really wasn't hinting to the sponsor to pay for the car that day, but unexpectedly, the No. 1 guy was very considerate and started transferring money non-stop, which even exceeded the daily limit. In the end, he asked her for a card number and transferred it to her.

It’s more than what she has earned in all her live streaming career.

Of course she shamefully accepted it.

"Ma'am, do you need me to take a picture to record this moment?" The salesperson smiled and bowed slightly to hand over the receipt and card.

"Let's take a picture."

When she went out, she casually picked up a black long skirt and put on a gray-blue striped suit as a jacket. The simple outfit looked very classy on Wen Qingyang.

She gathered all her long hair behind her head and tied it into a low ponytail with a rubber band. She leaned against the car door and smiled at the camera. No matter how you looked at her, she looked like some low-key business tycoon.

The sales lady became even more convinced that she was of a special status and completely discarded her previous doubts about her clothing. She was determined to retain this important customer. The other shop assistants who gathered around her kept complimenting her, and they wished they could turn the floor into a red carpet.

Wen Qingyang nodded calmly, then lowered his head and opened the dialog box with Risveglio.

【ww：［Picture］】

"Ma'am, you are so handsome, can I have the honor of taking a photo with you? Please--"

The car model leaned forward, wanting to grab the corner of her clothes but not daring to do so. His watery eyes blinked, and a trace of admiration flowed along his eyeliner.

When Wen Qingyang looked down, she could easily catch a glimpse of a large area of ​​pink and white that was about to be revealed... She didn't know if it was intentional or deliberate, but it seemed to be trembling with the direction of her gaze.

It’s just a pity that the tea fragrance around the man gradually dissipated, and the sweet smell of perfume began to rise again.

It's a bit unbearable.

Risveglio: Congratulations! You can now drive.

Wen Qingyang read it, politely declined the people around him who tried their best to please him, turned around and got into the car to send a message.

[ww: At 22, I bought my first Porsche in full. I didn't rely on my parents, friends, or myself, but on my boss!]

【ww: Do you feel better after your boss spends money on me?】

Risveglio: It's all up to you. I feel much better now.

[Risveglio: shaking head.gif]

[Risveglio: Have you filmed the vlog?]

[ww: Not yet. I'm waiting for my friend to get off work and come take the photos for me. She doesn't work a 9-to-5 job. When does your boss get off work?]

The last financial sponsor address Wen Qingyang got was the Sui Group located in the financial center of Xianglin City.

She was startled at first, not expecting the number one guy to be so close. She decided to just ask someone to send it over. Then she realized it was within her expectations. After all, it would have made a lot more sense if such unfathomable financial resources came from a senior executive of the Sui Corporation.

The only difference is that the other party didn’t give his home address, but chose the company address instead.

Unless he's the head of the company, it proves that the number one guy is reluctant to reveal too much information. Whether this is a lack of trust or just a habit of the wealthy remains to be seen.

Wen Qingyang hesitated for a long time, and finally chose a luxury car with the big money given by Risveglio.

Since the sponsor wanted to use the money to buy a car for himself, it would not be good for her to openly disobey and use it for other purposes, as it would affect Qing'er's image of being indifferent to fame and fortune.

Anyway, Mom and Dad sold the store and bought a house in town, and their debts were basically paid off. It would be enough for her to transfer the remaining tens of thousands of dollars to the family in monthly installments.

Risveglio: Five o'clock.

Mr. Sui answered with a guilty conscience, but then he thought, this was the company's stipulated time for getting off work, so his extra overtime certainly couldn't be counted, so there was no problem.

He opened her circle of friends as usual and saw that Qing'er had just posted a message about picking up the car a minute ago, and the accompanying pictures were the two photos she had sent him.

The VIP early access treatment seems to be pretty good.

Wen Qingyang didn't know the twists and turns behind it, he just thought that the life of rich people was indeed so leisurely.

[ww: So the boss is slacking off at work right now, he's not paying attention.]

[Risveglio: I can reply to messages... Video calls are only possible at night.]

I didn't say I wanted to make a video, right?

Wen Qingyang rolled up his sleeves and thought to himself, the person he met might be some young master from some wealthy family. Why did he act so gullible in every way?

[ww: I'm going to buy some ice cream and send it to you after I take the photo]

【ww: Bye~】

She gripped the steering wheel and started the car, and only then did she truly feel the pleasure of having a car of her own.

Perhaps it was because she was a poor woman who had suddenly become rich, every cell in her body from head to toe was filled with joy, and she was clamoring to drive her car on the road.

However, his movements were very careful with his life, and he moved forward slowly at a legal snail's pace. If the car wasn't obviously worth a lot of money, the people behind him would have probably honked their horns long ago.

Well, anchor Wen is a law-abiding citizen.

The air conditioner was adjusted to a comfortable temperature, completely isolating the hot air outside the car, but Wen Qingyang was not talking nonsense, she still wanted to buy an ice cream.

Perhaps it was the experience of working part-time as a flyer distributor during her freshman summer vacation, when she suffered from heatstroke but couldn't afford popsicles, that led to a vengeful addiction as an adult, a constant craving for them. Although she was occasionally deterred by the price, she now felt confident she could "pay full price."

Wen Qingyang saw a milk tea shop not far away, so he parked the car on the side of the road, got out and closed the door, but something suddenly fell out of his coat pocket.

She picked it up and saw a business card with a photo, name, age and contact information printed on it.

It’s the car model from before.

The young boy, who is only 19 years old this year and should still be in college, can't take his eyes off rich and handsome women and is eager to take shortcuts in life.

Unfortunately, he found the wrong person, Wen Qingyang was not really a rich man.

Whose brother, whose son, whose future husband is this?

She was about to throw the business card away, but after thinking it over, she folded it up and put it back in her pocket.

Wen Qingyang ordered a double ice cream combo: taro and vanilla, with a cute bear pattern on the wrapper. She turned around, holding the ice cream in her hand. Her fingers were as slender as jade, making the ten-yuan ice cream look like a high-end brand. A passing child couldn't help but tug at their father's hand and beg to buy it.

As the saying goes, the best moment when buying ice cream is hearing someone say, "I want some too."

She lowered her eyes and smiled quietly, but when she looked up, she saw two well-dressed men taking pictures in front of her car, even with reflectors and cameras.

"This car is so cool, it must be worth several million. Hurry up and show yourselves. It's rare to see one in this business district. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever!" The fashionable blue-haired boy kept clicking the shutter.

The other dark-skinned man was taller, with a smile on his face. He mumbled, "Brother, take a picture. I'll take a picture for you later. When we post it on WeChat Moments, those green tea fans will be so jealous they'll go crazy!"

Wen Qingyang raised his eyebrows when he saw this, but didn't say anything. He just stood there and watched them quietly from a distance.

The excitement between the blue-haired man's eyebrows was not concealed at all. As soon as he turned his head, he met a pair of indifferent eyes. When he looked closely, he found that there was infinite tenderness in them, as if the feeling just now was just an illusion.

He was instantly stunned, his eyes glued to his brother, and he reached out and patted his brother's shoulder.

"What are you doing? Come over here and stand..." Hei Pi suddenly stopped talking.

Wen Qingyang pressed the car key.

"drop".

She walked around the two men who were obviously embarrassed, got into the driver's seat, and leisurely enjoyed the sweetness of the ice cream.

"Sister, is this your car?" Not long after, the blue-haired man approached, one hand on the half-open car window, carefully staring at the only silver ring on her hand, "Can I get to know you?"

He paused, moved closer, and asked in a low voice, "I've never ridden in such an expensive car before. You're so young and promising, so amazing..."

Wen Qingyang took a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth, looked at him briefly, and then turned on the air circulation system.

"No need." She smiled lightly, waved her hand, and was too lazy to say more.

The pink-haired girl bit her lip and pulled down her collar unwillingly, vaguely revealing the edge of her lace Adam's apple strap, but was pulled away by the black-skinned girl. I don't know what the two of them said, but he didn't come over to bother her again.

Wen Qingyang smiled mockingly and slowly wiped the white spot on his fingertips. Just as he was about to start the car, he caught a glimpse of a little girl with a schoolbag standing in the other direction, looking at him seriously.

She waved: "Little friend, do you want to take this car too?"

The little girl shook her head, took a step back, and the back of her fleshy hands were dented.

"Then can you help your sister throw away these garbage? Thank you." Wen Qingyang wrapped the ice cream cone skin and business card with toilet paper, rolled down the car window and handed them to the little girl.

This time the little girl didn't refuse. She ran to the nearest public trash can, then ran back and continued to look at her intently.

"Come on up." Wen Qingyang opened the car door, her slightly hoarse voice sounding a little gentle. "Where are you going? Sister will take you there. Just consider it a reward for your help."

The little girl hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist the temptation and got on the passenger seat. She looked at the automatically closing door with curiosity, but didn't dare to touch it.

Wen Qingyang leaned over and fastened her seat belt: "Do you like this car?"

The girl shook her head and nodded.

"Then what are you looking at me for?"

"I think you must be a very rich and powerful person." Yuanyuan's eyes widened. "I also want to make a lot of money in the future, so that mom won't have to work so hard to support me and dad!"

Wen Qingyang recalled that when she saw her mother and father's faces peeling off due to the sun, she secretly made a great wish to let them no longer suffer and enjoy happiness for the rest of their lives.

"Okay, you can do it."

That day, she rejected the vulgar gold-digger and treated her younger self to a feast.