Today, Song Qingqing has another task: to buy a truck.
However, the prerequisite for buying a car is that someone knows how to drive it.
"I gave that experienced driver a lot of things, and he taught him step by step for a week. He said he could drive on his own now," Song Guoqiang replied with a smile.
"That's good, I'm leaving." Having received a definite answer, Song Qingqing turned to leave.
Unfortunately, as soon as they went out, they ran into the extremely smug Liu Xiaoxiao.
"Song Qingqing, I advise you to close down your shop as soon as possible!"
Stop stubbornly holding on. How much money could a country girl like you possibly have to squander?
One week, two weeks, or a month?
Even if you last a little longer, what's the point of lasting a month?
If you want to compete with me in terms of wealth, you're probably still asleep.
I'm Miss Liu, I have plenty of money.
"You think you can play with me? You're way overestimating yourself."
Liu Xiaoxiao stood with her hands on her hips, her face full of provocation and disdain.
Song Qingqing stopped and retorted directly, "It's my shop, I'm in charge. What I do is none of your business, an outsider."
If you have extra hands and are just sitting around doing nothing, you might as well help the elderly people on the street.
Upon hearing this, the smug Liu Xiaoxiao felt a tightness in her chest. "You're so stubborn. I'll see how long you can keep up this act."
We'll see, huh!
After uttering those harsh words, Liu Xiaoxiao turned and left.
Seeing this, Song Qingqing didn't pay any attention to the other person and continued walking towards the car park.
When I arrived, I found that there was only one middle-aged man in the car dealership.
The other party was initially very happy to see someone come in and excitedly came forward to greet them.
But when they saw that the person who came was a young girl dressed in ordinary clothes, they were immediately disappointed.
"Uncle" Song Qingqing originally wanted to ask the other party what kind of trucks he had so he could introduce them to her.
Before she could finish speaking, the other person turned around and went back to their seat, picking up a tattered magazine and starting to read.
"..." Song Qingqing was speechless, thinking to herself, "I didn't check the almanac before I went out, and I actually encountered a car salesman who looks down on people."
After quietly leaving the store, Song Qingqing went to wander around elsewhere.
In the end, we were sadly surprised to find that only this store had a large selection of cars.
With no other option, Song Qingqing had to return.
But what they received in return was indifference.
Song Qingqing didn't say anything and just started reading on her own.
Then, I spotted a nice Santana and was about to open the door to take a look inside.
Then the salesperson shouted, "What are you doing? Do you think you can move these cars?"
"Go away, go away, don't touch me here."
"......."
After hearing this, Song Qingqing turned around and retorted, "Isn't the reason you put your car here for everyone to see and choose from?"
Why can't I even move?
"That's right, my car is here for everyone to see, but not for poor people like you to see." The middle-aged car salesman stepped forward, looking at Song Qingqing with disdain.
Song Qingqing got angry and slammed her hand on the car window to show her dissatisfaction.
Upon seeing this, the salesperson rushed forward, wiping the car window while cursing, "Do you know how much this car is worth? How dare you hit it! If you damage it, can you afford to pay for it?"
"No matter how valuable it is, it's still just a car." Song Qingqing crossed her arms and looked at the other person wiping it again and again, rolling her eyes.
"You don't know anything! This isn't a car, it's money! If you don't have money, you don't have the right to touch it."
Go away, I don't want to waste my breath on someone as poor as you.
If you don't leave, I'm kicking you out.
The car salesperson didn't want to talk to Song Qingqing any longer and reached out to drag her away.
Just then, another car salesman returned with a lunchbox.
Upon seeing this, he quickly stepped forward to separate the two and apologized to Song Qingqing, "Young lady, I'm so sorry. My colleague Fan Liang didn't mean it. Please don't be angry with him."
Fan Liang, being obedient, quickly interjected, "Li Si, what do you know? This girl just smashed our car window."
If she, a poor student with no money, were to damage the car, how would she pay for it?
Even if you sold her, she wouldn't be worth two wheels.
After hearing this, Li Si smiled awkwardly and looked at Song Qingqing, saying, "Little girl, if you have nothing to do, you should go home! The cars here are quite expensive, and it wouldn't be good if you broke them."
"That's right, go home if you have nothing to do! Don't embarrass yourself here," Fan Liang chimed in.
Song Qingqing chuckled softly, put her hands in her pockets, and said, "Who said I came here to have fun? Can't I come here to buy a car?"
puff!
As soon as Song Qingqing said this, Fan Liang burst out laughing, "Haha, I've seen people brag, but I've never seen anyone brag so much."
Buying a car? Do you think a poor student like you can afford that?
It's not that I look down on you, it's just that you look poor.
"Does it mean my face says I'm poor and I have no money?"
Or do you have some kind of superhuman eye that can tell at a glance whether someone is rich or poor?
"If you don't have the ability, don't look down on others." Song Qingqing retorted directly.
Fan Liang was furious. "I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice."
I may not be able to judge others' abilities, but I can certainly judge yours.
Look at you, you don't even know if you're an adult, you're wearing cheap clothes from the street vendors.
"You're still empty-handed. If you can afford a car, I'll call you dad."
"Oh, my good son!" Song Qingqing immediately responded when she saw that he had dug a hole for himself.
Li Si, who was standing next to him, laughed, but when he saw his colleague's face turn blue with anger, he quickly spoke up to smooth things over.
"Fan Liang, she's just a young girl, let's not bother with her."
Fan Liang became even angrier, "Just because she's young doesn't mean I can call her 'Dad'?"
"Hey!" Song Qingqing responded before Fan Liang could finish speaking.
This time, Fan Liang couldn't hold back any longer. He shoved Li Si aside and lunged at Song Qingqing.
Song Qingqing stood still, unafraid of making things worse, waiting for the other party to deliver the food to her door.
But how could Li Si possibly watch his colleague beat up a young girl? That would be too immoral.
"Fan Liang, calm down. This girl is just a little mischievous. There's no need for you to get angry with her."
We're men, we can handle anything, let's just let this go, okay?
"I don't have a boat in my belly, not even a mosquito. I'm going to make her pay today."
After saying that, Fan Liang gave a strong jerk and threw Li Si away.
Then, he ran aggressively towards Song Qingqing, cursing as he ran: "You brat, today I'm going to show you why the flowers are so red."
After saying that, he raised his hand and threw a punch.
He thought that one punch would be enough to make Song Qingqing bleed on the spot.
Unexpectedly, before his hand could even reach the other person's face, it was caught by another hand.
"Oh, it's not that great, is it?"
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