Chapter 607： An indescribable scene in the presidential car

Chapter 607 An indescribable scene on the President's car

"I have to make more money." Tang Li added.

Her bold words were exchanged for a silent smile from Mr. Song.

Tang Li felt that he was underestimated, and couldn't help but say: "I am also a person with savings now. After filming "The Phoenix Concubine", I have more than five million savings in my bank account, excluding the part that the company split away. ."

Hearing her complacent, Song Boyan asked face-to-face, "What are you going to do with this money?"

"buy house."

Tang Li stated his long-planned plan: "I want to buy a house in the capital. I have been looking at the real estate online these days. It costs 5 million. I can buy a two-bedroom, one-bedroom about 80 square meters in the capital."

"When I earn more money, I will change to a bigger house. As for the 80-square-meter house, I can rent it out." Tang Li continued: "I have bought more houses, and I will be able to live by collecting rent in the future. , I have roughly calculated that if I have four houses in the capital and rent out three, and the location is good, I can earn about 30,000 yuan per month, and a conservative estimate of 350,000 yuan a year.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Song had already praised: "He is a good hand in living."

In front of the former Minister of Finance, Tang Li was embarrassed and explained: "For me, buying a house is the easiest investment. When I was in high school, my politics teacher mentioned that the house itself can resist inflation and also preserve the value of assets. the best safe haven.”

said, she turned her eyes to the man beside her: "How about...you tell me a few stocks, and I'll buy some?"

The co-pilot's Ji Ming: "..."

Song Boyan smiled and gently rubbed the back of her hand with her thumb: "It's not a bad thing to have a job that makes you more fulfilling and happy. As for making money to support your family, you still have to rely on men."

"You are sexist." Tang Li said: "In your campaign speech, you clearly stated that you advocate equal pay for equal work between men and women, but it turned out to be false."

Mr. Song: "..."

Arrived at the hotel where Song Boyan stayed before. Tang Li followed him upstairs in the VIP elevator. After Ji Ming swiped his card, he went straight to the presidential suite on the top floor.

While Song Boyan was changing clothes, Tang Li was sitting on the sofa.

On the aisle on the top floor, there are bodyguards in charge of safety.

This floor has been sub-packaged.

Even though Tang Li was sitting in the suite, he could feel the silence outside.

Song Boyan came out of the master bedroom in formal trousers and a white shirt, and took a suit in his right hand. When Ji Ming saw this, he immediately stepped forward to take the suit. Not long after, the hotel staff brought lunch, which was prepared for Tang Li. After telling Tang Li, Song Boyan left the suite and went out.

Tang Li learned from Ji Ming that Song Boyan would go to the grassroots to inspect in the afternoon and only returned to the capital tonight.

Jiming also saw that the husband was planning to take Miss Tang back.

Otherwise, people will not be picked up to the hotel.

After 6 o'clock that evening, Tang Li, wearing a mask, sat in her "dream" presidential car in the hotel's underground parking garage.

As soon as she got in the car, she reached out and pulled the curtains that blocked the windows.

Then he pulled the mask down.

Tang Li chose the position opposite Song Boyan and asked aloud, "Is it really okay to take this car?"

said, tapping his fingers on the seat armrest again and again: "If it affects you, I will go and squeeze with the other bodyguards."

Tang Li's little face is full of novelty, Song Boyan's eyes falling on her, there is a smile in the warmth: "Sitting there, are you not afraid of braking?"

"Isn't it an agent of the Secret Service who drove the car for you?" Tang Li said with a 'don't try to lie to me' expression: "I have read the news introduction, and the drivers who drive the presidential car are professionally trained and have excellent psychological quality. ."

Before he finished speaking, the extended Cadillac suddenly braked.

Tang Li, who was kneeling on the ground because of inertia: "..."

Ji Ming, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head and looked at the back of the girl lying in the center of the husband's legs through the glass of the raised and lowered screen. The shadow area in his heart... was spreading.

(end of this chapter)