The beginning of a city with a trillion

"Haha, Dad, we are not short of money. I wonder if you haven't drunk this Moutai before."

"Oh, you're wasting money..." My father scolded, but he had a happy smile on his face.

Of course, my son is happy to buy such a good wine to honor him.

"Uncle, I want a gift too." Tuantuan widened his eyes, pulled Yang Fei's hand, and kept shaking it.

"Tuantuan, look what this is?" Yang Fei took out a blonde Barbie doll and shook it in his hand.

"Wow! It's a Barbie doll, I want it, I want it..." The little girl was so happy that she took the Barbie doll and ran away without a trace, leaving her uncle aside.

The family laughed and laughed.

At the same time, the news of Yang Fei driving a sports car back to his hometown spread in Yangjia Village.

On a rice field in the village, two middle-aged women were gossiping.

"Did you know that Lao Yang's son has made a fortune!"

"really?"

"Of course it's true. I was just at the entrance of the village and saw him come back in a small silver car."

"Lao Yang is blessed now. His son has made a fortune, bought a car, and even said that he will build a new house for him!"

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Chapter 117 If you should show off your wealth, you have to show off!

At the canteen at the entrance of the village, Yang Fei's father Yang Dalin appeared. He came to buy soy sauce.

Seeing him, the owner of the canteen hurriedly asked, "Old Yang, I heard that your son came back with a fortune."

"Oh, no."

"I still said no, I heard people say that Xiao Fei came back in a small car!"

At this time, another middle-aged man in the store patted Yang Dalin on the shoulder.

"Old Yang, Xiaofei's car costs tens of thousands, your family is really developed, don't forget about us old buddies!"

"It's just..."

"Don't forget about us!"

"Haha, it's easy to say!"

Yang Dalin's face was flushed with a smile. His son got rich, so he also blushed.

After he bought the soy sauce and left, the villagers in the store started talking about it.

"This old Yang walks differently now, with momentum!"

"That's not right, if your son gets rich, you can't pull it like a two hundred and fifty!"

"It's weird, isn't Xiaofei working in Pengcheng, why did he suddenly get rich?"

"who knows……"

At the entrance of the village, there is a family.

Lao Hu was sitting on a chair, chatting with someone, and of course he was talking about Yang Fei.

At this time, a rumbling sound came.

A Wuling Hongguang drove in from the road.

Wuling Hongguang stopped at the entrance of the village, and a 25-year-old young man came down. His name was Hu Peng, and he was the son of this old Hu.

Seeing him coming back, Old Hu stood up and said, "Pengpeng, Xiaofei is back, do you know?"

"Oh." Hu Peng responded and entered the room.

"Xiaofei seems to have made a fortune. He drove a small car back, but he didn't know what kind of car it was. It looked quite beautiful."

Hu Peng was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then turned around and said, "Dad, you said Xiao Fei came back in a small car?"

"Yes, I just saw it at the entrance of the village. It's a silver-white car."

However, Hu Peng still doubted: "Really, isn't Xiaofei working in Pengcheng? Why did he suddenly drive a car, I have to go and see, I still don't believe it, my old classmate actually got rich! "

With that said, Hu Peng walked out of the house and walked to Yang Fei's house.

From a distance, Hu Peng saw a silver sports car parked in front of Yang Fei's house.

"Damn, it turned out to be a sports car?!"

He quickened his pace.

Ferrari became more and more clear to him.

"Damn it~ it turned out to be a Ferrari?" Hu Peng was shocked.

Could it be that Yang Fei really made a fortune?

This is a Ferrari F12 series sports car, so it costs 1000 million!

Hu Peng knew so clearly because he dreamed of buying a Ferrari sports car.

He often looks at photos of sports cars on the Internet, and no one in the village knows Ferrari better than him.

"This streamlined body, these Michelin tires, this cool model, awesome!"

As if admiring a beautiful woman, Hu Peng leaned close to the car and observed it carefully.

At this moment, he heard Yang Fei's voice, "Xiaopeng?"

Yang Fei walked out of the house.

"Xiao Fei, when did you come back?"

"just came back."

"This car is yours."

"That's right, I don't have any cars, so I just drove back in a broken car." Yang Fei smiled and said.

Hu Peng was extremely shocked when he heard this.