Rich life from scratch

Chapter 159 It's here

Lin Qishan, who was sleepy after driving a long distance, didn't care about his parents' vanity. Of course, he also knew that it was nothing more than a story about his father's comparison with his friends.

This has to be said from the parents' generation when they were young, Lin Guohua is a typical "child from other people's family", and Lao Chen is a benchmark for being naughty and learning well, and the two of them happen to be neighbors!

This is doomed, they will grow up in the constant comparison between their parents and neighbors!Lin Guohua was admitted to university and entered a state-owned enterprise, while Lao Chen left the society and went to sea. Both of them achieved results on different trajectories.

It is even more inevitable that neighbors will talk about things that are more beautiful than work, wealth, or even whose wife is more beautiful. After a hearty comparison, there are signs of human-to-human transmission, and the next generation begins to outshine them!

Lin Qishan is shouldering the expectations of the public, but it is a pity that he is skinny, not bad in brains but average in grades, and only got one book, while the other party's children got into the 985 key points, and they are all in this year's university.

This winter vacation is of great significance to the two of them, especially when they go back to their hometown for the New Year, it is definitely an after-dinner conversation with the neighbors.But the strangest thing about Lin Qishan is that his father and the other party are still friends, and they still keep in touch with each other.

Is this sympathy as an opponent?

He didn't understand, but he didn't bother to think about it.

He only knew that if anyone dared to act aggressive in front of him this year, he would definitely let him appreciate the gap of despair!
The exhaustion from a tiring day gradually subsided, and he fell into a deep sleep soon after.

After sleeping late, I stretched out after the sun was up, looked out the familiar window, then brushed my teeth, washed and ate something... My mother is already on vacation, with a ball head tied, and there are aerobics at home.

Although he is middle-aged, his figure is not bloated, but still slender and energetic. He feels that he must have inherited more of her beauty. Lin Qishan looked at it while holding the bowl, and then asked: "Do you want to buy some New Year's goods for our family?"

"Oh, that's right!" She also came back to her senses, "Did you drive back?"

Lin Qishan nodded: "Porsche, I'll take you for a ride later - doesn't it smell better than Dad's broken A6?"

Xiao Rongyan laughed and snorted: "Proud! But your dad's car seems to have some problems and needs to be repaired after get off work. You really have to go shopping with me."

"Change clothes and go!"

Lin Qishan immediately put his head down and sped up the food.

After eating and changing clothes, Xiao Rongyan dressed up beautifully, put on the Cartier necklace given by her son, put on the LV bag on her back, held his hand, and went out proudly.

The walking posture and posture of the mother and son are both natural and pleasing to the eye. As a dance teacher, her habits have already been integrated into instinct, which also helps Lin Qishan maintain this excellence.

Lin Qishan looked at the mirror in the elevator and smiled: "People think we are siblings when we go out like this!"

"That's not impossible!" Xiao Rongyan is in a particularly good mood now, and she is proud of her child's achievements, so she naturally drifts away.

This is what Lin Qishan hopes to see, and it is also the meaning of his confession.He took her downstairs, found the car, and opened the passenger door for her: "Please sit down! Sister!"

Xiao Rongyan couldn't help laughing, she really called her sister!Lin Qishan smiled and took a detour to get into the car, and started it: "Let's go to the supermarket first, the old place?"

"Yeah." Xiao Rongyan nodded, and looked at the car curiously, "How much did you pay for it?"

"The company paid for it, and it can be used to deduct tax and depreciation costs. It's very cheap." Lin Qishan drove the car out of the garage with one hand, and walked along the road of the community, "If you like it, I will send it to you!"

"It's not rare!" She shook her head, "I like to take the co-pilot."

Lin Qishan grinned: "This car is actually a bit big. I'll replace it with a good one some other day. It's a convertible 718 with two seats. In summer, it's cool to open the convertible."

"Don't waste your money now..." Xiao Rongyan began to talk about him.

"I know, I know." Lin Qishan was perfunctory, "I mean, the funds will be abundant in the future, and the dividends will be tens of millions. Don't you want to buy you a small sports car worth hundreds of thousands? Don't want me to give it to a girl!"

"You think about this at such an age!" Xiao Rongyan patted his arm, "If you have money and have nothing to spend, give it to me!"

Lin Qishan snorted: "You still say you don't like it? You're so stubborn! Speaking of which, who hasn't a little fanciful longing? Driving a sports car, taking sisters, going to parties, who dare not envy your life?"

Xiao Rongyan couldn't help laughing: "Don't be so poor-mouthed!"

"Are you poor if I love you? Then I will be poor!"

Lin Qishan's words were not false, he planned to buy them for her after the holidays, or in the summer, while his mother was still young and he was capable, wouldn't she be more beautiful?

Xiao Rongyan just kept smiling, and her heart was filled with happiness. Of course, this is why she was fully sure that her child must have a girlfriend.

With his appearance and his words, she really doesn't doubt it at all, it would be abnormal without that!

Lin Qishan was still talking to himself, and Xiao Rongyan listened to him with a smile. At this moment, he was more relaxed, less stressed, and had a sense of accomplishment that he had finally cultivated a trumpet and became a full-service star.

As soon as they went to the supermarket, they went shopping and stocked up on new year's goods.

He came back with a full load, and there was nothing for him to do after that. He slumped on the sofa, ate fruit, watched TV, and then swiped for fun and made short videos.

Although it has just been launched, the resources of the girls on it are already very rich, because they are directly diverted from Funwan, and the girls who are invited to play show a lot of talents, and the video library is quite rich.

Looking at this type of app video software, most of them use beautiful women as marketing points.

Even including social software, who still remembers playing WeChat in the past, just rushing to shake and ask girls?

Women are the enduring selling point of this kind of software, as long as you have a young lady, you don't have to worry about traffic!

There are already tens of millions of registered users, and they have played N many fun games with young ladies, handing over their video links to Fun Pai, and loosening the review standards in the early stage. This is not popular and unreasonable!
Lin Qishan brushed and brushed, and the magic algorithm kept recommending videos such as slim waist, long legs and big buttocks to him, and he couldn't stop watching them.

When he came back to his senses, Lin Qishan suddenly realized, what the fuck, this algorithm is amazing!
This is the core of the addiction in the past. It recommends what you love to watch. Before you know it, no one will put down the phone!
"Pretty!"

Lin Qishan didn't know whether he was talking about beauties or software. At this time, the mother who was busy in the kitchen said: "You wash the fruit, and Chen Yuhao and his father will come and play later!"

Yesterday I just thought about the comparative life of my parents, and today it came to my door, Lin Qishan rolled his eyes: "Old Chen? You're bragging again!"

"Don't call someone Lao Chen in person!" Mom said with a smile.

"I know."

Lin Qishan pursed his lips, went to wash the fruit, put on the coffee table, and then practiced a professional smirk in the mirror, so he could watch their family's performance later.

I just quietly kept smiling and didn't speak, and learned the subtext of my parents' generation, which is so subtle that young people have to review them one by one to understand--in order to cooperate with my parents' pretense, is it easy for me?
(End of this chapter)