Rebirth of the tea art man

Back home, Lin Cheng parked the car.

In the courtyard in front of Lin's house, there was a black Toyota Crown, a white Toyota Overbearing, and this black Lexus es.

There are three cars parked in a row, with a total value of nearly 200 million, which is spectacular!

In a small county town in 2010, anyone who passes by the door can't help but take a few more glances.

Boom boom boom!

Suddenly, a black BMW stopped in front of Lin's house.

Hanging in neutral, pulling the handbrake, but slamming on the accelerator.

Before Lin Cheng could swear, the driver's window was lowered, and that familiar face leaned out of the window, beckoning.

"Ah Cheng, how is your brother's BMW?"

"Is it much better than your broken Lexus?"

As Lin Qing said, he kicked the accelerator again.

It was obviously just a self-priming L6 car, but it forced him to step on the aura of a supercharged V8.

"80 of 530?"

Lin Cheng looked at the BMW, not knowing what to say.

In a few years, 80 can buy a 730.

Of course, people who bought es for 70 yuan are not qualified to say this.

"I paid 80 yuan to buy this car because the BMW 4s store in Jinzhou sold out all 7-series cars, and I have to wait two months to pick up the car."

"Otherwise, I'll go directly to the 760, 6.0 displacement, V12 engine!"

Lin Qing handed out the cigarette case, which was more than 100 soft shell Yellow Crane Towers.

"Win money?"

Lin Cheng waved his hand, indicating that he does not smoke.

He is sworn to death with gambling and drugs!

I don't even touch cigarettes at all, and I don't drink alcohol until I have a taste, and try not to drink if I can.

There are many joys in life, there is no need to indulge in this kind of self-harm enjoyment.

"Guess how much I won?"

Lin Qing got out of the car, with a seven or eight yuan cigarette dangling from his mouth, a double-g Gucci belt exposed at his waist, a big gold watch on his wrist, and an emerald amulet hanging around his neck.

The arrogance of a contractor upstart!

If the tattoos of Zuo Qinglong and Right Baihu were exposed again, Lin Cheng would want to call the police and fight against gangsters.

Before Lin Cheng could speak, he stretched out his hands for a "five" and then made a "three".

As soon as he spit out the cigarette in his mouth, he uttered three words - "800 million!"

"Get it when you see it!"

"Gambling is not the right way, it's too late to turn around now!"

Unlike Lin Qing who flaunted his wealth exaggeratedly, Lin Cheng didn't pay much attention to material enjoyment.

Compared with a whole body of luxury, he wants to pursue seventy or eighty sincere loves!

"Turn back? Come on! Aren't you just jealous of my winnings?"

"Yes, you have been smart since you were a child, you are sensible, and you are amazing!"

"Every time grandpa praises you, it's me who draws money. You're hundreds of dollars more than me for the New Year's Eve!"

Lin Qing picked up a cigarette and just lit the lighter.

Pooh!

Before he took a sip, he threw it into the flower bed in disgust.

"Can't you just study hard?"

Looking at the only cousin in the family, Lin Cheng could somewhat understand his feelings.

Excellent men are always envied by others!

From childhood to adulthood, because of his excellence, Lin Cheng silently endured too much.

But what can I do?

Good looking, good grades, adults and children like it, is this my fault?

"What is the purpose of studying? Isn't it just to make money!"

"Now I can make money, I made 800 million in half a month, 800 million!"

"I'm still reading a shitty book!"

Snapped!

Lin Qing raised the car key high, just about to throw it on the ground.

In an instant, he reacted, and quickly changed to the bag of Yellow Crane Tower, pretending nothing happened, and then fell.

"Tonight's final, don't bet on the Dutch team!"

Instead of being angry, Lin Cheng's eyes were full of sympathy.

Because I was too good in my previous life, my cousin often had a rebellious mentality and wanted to use another way to win the attention of adults.

Not to mention the current him, who knows how many thousands of times he has stimulated this cousin.

If excellence is a sin, Lin Cheng is already committing a heinous crime!

"I'm afraid I'm too rich to overshadow your limelight, right?"

"It's late, my big star brother!"

Lin Qing got into the car and closed the door heavily.

The bronze-colored BMW, which looks yellow but not yellow, green and not green, vigorously bangs the accelerator and walks away.

"It's hard to persuade the damn ghost!"

At some point, Lin Zhenghua appeared behind him, put his right hand on his son's shoulder, shook his head and smiled wryly, "Let him go!"

"Ok!"

Lin Cheng nodded.

In fact, both my father and myself knew it very well.

Since the grandfather passed away, their family has become more and more alienated from the uncle's family. The conflicts accumulated in the past few decades have gradually deepened and become more and more irreparable.

The two brothers, to put it bluntly, have had natural conflicts since they were born, and they have to compete for the first and the last in everything, and compare each other.

However, in the past, the grandfather was still there, and the elders were in charge of the family, so many things could not be resolved.

But when grandpa left, the family property had to be divided, and all the contradictions came to the surface.

The real brothers have become superficial brothers, even worse than ordinary friends, but they have developed in the direction of turning against each other.

After all, it’s all about money!

Benefits are at the forefront, how can there be any brothers?

Last year when the factory was divided, if Lin Cheng hadn't brought his father along, he and his uncle would have been having a lot of trouble by now.

"How can there be so many relatives and friends?"

"To put it bluntly, those people outside are all stinky shit! When you have money, they will run around you. When you have no money, one will run faster than the other!"

Lin Zhenghua put his arms around his son's shoulders. The black water ghost on his wrist was exactly the same as Lin Cheng's, and it happened to be the same style as father and son.

"By the way, I just went to Jintai City and bought a box of skin care products for my mother!"

Lin Cheng opened the trunk and picked up a box of La Mer.

In the field of skin care products, this thing is similar to Hermès in bags, and it is a luxury that is more expensive than gold.

Lin Cheng just bought a simple four-piece set, 15ml eye cream, 15ml essence, 30ml face cream, plus a 150ml bottle of essence water.

There are only two hundred milliliters in total, but it costs 6490!

"Okay, I bought skin care products by the way!"

Dad took the box of La Mer, picked it up, took a look, and then smiled meaningfully, "Did you go out with a girl just now?"

Lin Cheng: "..."

Older gingers are more spicy!

Dad, there is a level!

"Tell me, which one is it?"

"Is it the baby-faced Yan Qin, or the very delicate Song Yi, or Feng Sijia who asked you to confess his love to you?"

Lin Zhenghua encouraged, gossiping.

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? I just graduated from high school, what do I know?"

"Don't make your son look like a playboy, he's this one, and that one."

Lin Cheng was serious and firmly denied it.

"Come on, what are you talking about with your dad? To be honest, I won't scold you!"

"I have an appointment with Song Yi and Yan Qin!"

"You're a fucking...talent!"

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