Chapter 195
Looking at a Volkswagen parked in the parking lot, which was an old model many years ago, Tang Beiming glanced at Suzaku.

"Shenlong really doesn't have a better car?"

This car was driven by Suzaku, and according to Suzaku, this car is still the standard equipment of Shenlong.

"Actually, you know that Shenlong does not need to drive when going out, but in this situation, the higher-ups let us keep a low profile. This car was bought when Shenlong was founded, and then it was thrown in the garage. Never changed cars."

Tang Beiming smiled helplessly, not knowing what to say.

"Forget it, let's drive this car."

During dinner just now, Tang Beiming received a text message from Miss M, saying that she had arrived in Yanjing.

Afterwards, several people drove this broken Volkswagen.

Soon, Tang Beiming and the others arrived at Yanjing Airport.

Looking at this place, Tang Beiming and Wei Yingluo looked at each other and smiled.

Because, the first time the two met, it was in this place.

When the four of them got out of the car, Tang Beiming could clearly feel the disdainful looks from the people around them.

In Yanjing, if you drive a Porsche or a Land Rover, you are considered an ordinary person.

Mercedes-Benz and BMW can't make it to the stage.

There are quite a few people from Lamborghini and Maserati.

Now, Tang Beiming drove over a broken Volkswagen.

The point is, anyone who knows a little bit about cars can tell that this car is an old car that is not known how many years ago.

I am afraid that Volkswagen has long since ceased production.

You said, is it weird that you drive such a garbage car to such a luxurious place without being ridiculed?
And besides the car, there are others.

Everyone looked at Tang Beiming, and found that he was wearing ordinary clothes.

The clothes on that body didn't even have a brand, it looked like a street stall.

A young man in his 20s came to Tang Beiming's side.

"Brother, it's a shame to let three beauties sit in this broken car. Three beauties, do you want to get to know each other? My name is Wu Xian, a student of Yenching Normal University. My family owns a clothing store, and the price is tens of millions. How about assets, do you want to get to know him?"

After speaking, the young man named Wu Xian felt very good about himself, and made a handsome gesture.

But that action, in the eyes of Wei Yingluo and the others, is as retarded as it is mentally retarded.

"Seriously, what are you doing in this crappy car? Not only can this man not afford a good car, look at the clothes he's wearing, they don't even have a brand name, they look like they were from a street stall."

"It's embarrassing for the three beauties to follow him."

"Three beauties, I'm not boasting. My family has tens of millions of assets, and I have 500 million of them that I can move."

"I'm not a mentally retarded rich second generation, a real student of Yenching Normal University."

That Wu Xian nagged for a while, in short, Tang Beiming was completely trampled under his feet.

And to talk about himself like a hype.

But at this time, a woman next to her said, "No, there is no brand on the clothes. Apart from street stalls, they may be custom-made clothes."

Custom uniforms.

That's not ordinary, it's designed by a dedicated designer and produced one-to-one by the world's top factories.

There is only one in the world.

If what Tang Beiming was wearing was really a custom-made uniform, then compared with the street stalls, the gap was too great.

However, everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw Tang Beiming's broken crowd.

Custom uniforms, they think too much.

How could such a poor young man be able to afford a custom uniform.

Tang Beiming was a little helpless, he waved his hand.

In fact, he came here to pick up people, and he left after picking up people.

He didn't want to argue with the other party.

Don't you just drive a bad car?

It didn't hit you, you are crazy, you step on it when you see yourself.

And at this moment, a thin woman walked out of the crowd.

"Wait, this dress looks a bit wrong."

The woman who stood up was known to many people, and she was considered a celebrity.

She is Ding Qiaoqiao, a famous fashion designer in China.

Ding quietly came to Tang Beiming, looked at the clothes carefully, and finally asked a little embarrassedly: "Can I touch this clothes?"

Tang Beiming looked helpless, what evil did he do.

However, in order not to become enemies with everyone, Tang Beiming still agreed.

Ding quietly touched the corners of the clothes carefully.

Finally, she said with disbelief on her face: "This is designed by Ms. Su Qi, a top fashion designer in Milan. The production factory should be a Milan-level clothing manufacturing company, Harriman."

Custom uniforms.

It turned out to be a custom uniform.

Everyone looked in disbelief.

If someone else had said this, everyone would have ridiculed it.

But this is what Ding quietly said. Her professional knowledge definitely surpasses many people present.

Since she said so, it must be true.

Really, no one expected that things would turn out like this in the end.

Someone asked cautiously: "Ms. Ding Qiaoqiao, what is the price of this dress?"

Ding quietly thought about it carefully, and finally gave a number.

"500."

Uh……

This number is a bit embarrassing to be honest.

Because, when the bragging about himself was framed just now, he was talking about being able to use 500 million at will.

At that time, when he said it, he was so complacent.

It turned out to be good now, the maximum amount of money you can control is just a piece of clothing that someone wears.

Hearing that this dress was worth 500 million, Tang Beiming was also shocked.

"Are these clothes so expensive?"

"Yes."

After Ding quietly answered, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The clothes are obviously worn by you, how do you feel, you don't even know the price of the clothes.

"You don't know this dress, it's worth 500 million."

"I don't know. Harriman was bought by me. The clothes were delivered from the company. I don't know the price."

Back then, when Tang Beiming was in Xihong City, he bought a bunch of companies, including Harriman.

"Buy Harriman, sir, you are joking, but it is a bit big. Do you know how much Harriman is worth? Ten billion."

"You bought a 100 billion company?"

While Ding Qiao said this, he still didn't forget to pat the broken Volkswagen lightly.

What she meant was obvious, if you were really that rich, you wouldn't just drive a broken Volkswagen.

"100 billion? No, when I bought it, it cost [-] million."

I heard Tang Beiming say that he bought a 100 billion company with only [-] million.

Ding quietly rolled her eyes.

Even a kind of spectator next to him thought it was funny.

They couldn't help suspecting that Tang Beiming's clothes couldn't be fake.

"The bull's head is wrong with the horse's mouth!"

(End of this chapter)

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