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    Zhang Wei's father is a mixer truck driver. Zhang Wei has liked to sit in his father's car and play in his car since he was a child, so driving is no stranger to him. After graduation, he also obtained a driver's license. However, Zhang Wei was sitting in such a luxurious car.  Wei is the first time.  There is a lot of space in the A8 car. Zhang Wei is sitting in the co-pilot of the car. The light yellow leather sofa is also very comfortable. The manual-automatic, exclusive configuration, 6.3L displacement, and the total price with the car should be under three  At about one million, it is definitely considered a luxury car in China.  Zhang Wei's net worth of one million seems a lot, but he can't even buy half of this car. Fatty Zhou is also a car lover. He likes to drive himself in his spare time. With its powerful horsepower, sufficient displacement, and a kick  Stepping on the accelerator gives people a feeling of galloping horses.  "Zhang Wei, what do you think of my car, Fat Brother? Is it okay?" Fatty Zhou showed a hint of satisfaction on his face. He patted the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator. The car groaned, and then the speed increased a few times.  point.  "Fat brother, aren't you bullying people on purpose? Ask me, a cyclist, how is this bike? Then what else can I say besides envy, jealousy and hatred!" Zhang Wei said with a bitter smile.  "What's wrong with the bikers? Fat brother, when I was your age, I also rode a bike." Fatty Zhou patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder and encouraged him.  "When you were my age, the bicycle was still valuable, but it could still be equivalent to the current A4!" Zhang Wei said with a smile.  "You guys are always scolding me in different ways, right? I am only thirty-six years old this year, which is the golden age of men. In today's terms, I am a mature man with taste and experience, especially those who are attracted by young girls.  Love it." Fatty Zhou patted his chest and said with his thumb.  "I'm not bragging to you, Fat Brother. If I hadn't gotten married too early, with my current conditions, I" When Fatty Zhou was getting excited, he didn't notice that Wu Qian in the back seat had already turned frosty.  , grabbed Fatty Zhou¡¯s ears and twisted them halfway, causing Fatty Zhou to cry out in pain: ¡°Honey, let go quickly, I was wrong, I don¡¯t dare anymore!¡± ¡°Fatty Zhou, keep talking! You are not gold.  Age? Aren't you a mature man? Why did you want to get married too early? Do you want to divorce me?" Wu Qian asked a series of questions with a bad look on her face.  One sentence is louder than another.  "Sister-in-law, is Fat Brother driving right now? Don't get distracted. This is related to the safety of all of us in the car. I think you should wait until you get out of the car and have a good chat with him!" Zhang Wei felt the car body shake,  Considering his own life safety, he quickly tried to persuade him.  "Yes, Sister Wu! I think my brother-in-law is also quick to talk and has no other ideas. You'd better let him go first." Liu Yurou begged Fatty Zhou, but in her heart she looked down on Fatty Zhou even more and said to herself: "This  Fatty Zhou is really useless. His big ears are almost screwed off by Wu Qian. He doesn¡¯t even dare to say a harsh word. I finally get to know him again. " "Humph, it wasn¡¯t just a slip of the tongue.  It's all deliberate. Sooner or later, he will divorce me and find a wife!" Wu Qian suddenly became a little excited, as if she had been stimulated by something.  Hearing Wu Qian¡¯s words, Zhang Wei and Liu Yurou were stunned for a moment, thinking that Wu Qian might have discovered something, or was hinting at the relationship between Fatty Zhou and Liu Yurou. For a moment, the car was so quiet that they could hear breathing.  "Wife, don't worry! No one in this life can be my wife, Zhou Wanwan, except you!" Fatty Zhou said with a rare serious expression.  "Forget it, if you say it so nicely now, who knows what will happen in the future!" Wu Qian sighed, let go of Fatty Zhou's ears, and leaned on the back seat, showing a hint of exhaustion.  Zhang Wei looked at Wu Qian in the rear mirror. He didn't expect that she, who had always been strong, would have such a weak side. Something must have touched her heart, and she probably didn't notice the relationship between Fatty Zhou and Liu Yurou.  Because of this discordant episode, no one said anything along the way, especially Liu Yurou who was the most nervous. She leaned tightly against the corner of the car, reducing her sense of presence, for fear that Wu Qian would discover him and Fatty Zhou.  Relationship.  Half an hour later, Fatty Zhou drove the car to the destination. After the car was parked, Zhang Wei and Liu Yurou got out of the car, while Fatty Zhou Zhou and Wu Qian were a step behind. Fatty Zhou turned his head, with a fat face.  With a trace of sincerity on his face, he said: "Honey, no matter whether we have children or not, I, Fatty Zhou, will stay with you for the rest of my life!"  Health." Wu Qianjiao yelled and slapped Fatty Zhou on the face, but she felt a little warmer in her heart.  Fatty Zhou seemed very honest and honest, but he was very thoughtful. A few words made Wu Qian? She was amused, and Wu Qian had a carefree personality. After venting her anger, she quickly forgot about the troubles just now.  The fact that Wu Qian and Fatty Zhou don't have children is not something that happens every day or two. If they worry about it every day, they will be worried to death. It is more like an intermittent and periodic worry, so it comes and goes quickly.  , and after getting off the bus, she started talking and laughing with Liu Yurou again.  Under the leadership of Fatty Zhou, a group of four people walked into a teahouse. The teahouse was decorated in an antique style, with a plaque with gold letters on a black background, and hollow wooden doors and windows. Standing at the door was a young man wearing a melon skin hat and a gray robe.  It still has a bit of the flavor of the early Republic of China.  "We have four guests, please come in!" After seeing Zhang Wei and his party, the young man in the robe shouted loudly, made an invitation gesture, and led the four people into the teahouse.  As soon as he entered the teahouse, Zhang Wei smelled the aroma of tea. It was bitter and sweet, and it left people with endless aftertaste after inhaling it. Zhang Wei's father also liked to drink tea, although due to financial constraints, he could not drink much.  Expensive tea leaves, but he knows a little bit about various tea leaves.  The teahouse covers an area of ??more than 100 square meters. There are more than a dozen tea tables. The tea tables and chairs are all brown. There are also mahogany tea sets, brown-red purple clay pots, and several tea tables.  Young women shuttle around making tea for customers.  "Hey, Mr. Zhou is here. Are you having tea today? Or are you going to accompany your friends to look at the collection?" A middle-aged man wearing a melon cap and a green robe came up to him, cupped his hands, and smiled.  said.  "Manager Wang, I'm not here to drink tea today, nor am I here to be a spectator, but I'm here to give you money." Fatty Zhou also cupped his hands and returned the gift. He lifted his briefcase with his right hand and said:  You see, I even brought the guy.  " "That's a good relationship. A few good things just happened to come over. I'll take you to grow your eyes!  "The smile on Manager Wang's face became more sincere and he said attentively. "This teahouse is not as simple as it seems on the surface. There is also a collection room in the back room of the teahouse, which is specially used to display collections, and Zhou  Fatty is also a frequent visitor here, and Manager Wang is no stranger to him. It¡¯s just that when Fatty Zhou came here before, he would either drink tea or buy collections with his friends, but he rarely made any purchases, so Manager Wang didn¡¯t know much about it just now.  Enthusiasm, I just heard that Fatty Zhou was going to buy the collection, and then he became enthusiastic. Manager Wang led a group of four people through the tea hall, opened a wooden door, and entered the room where the collection was placed.  After entering here, Zhang Wei felt a different feeling. This collection room was actually larger than the teahouse outside, covering an area of ??at least more than two hundred square meters. The area of ??more than two hundred square meters is large, but the antiques inside.  The collections are filled with calligraphy and paintings, and there are at least hundreds of collections. These collections are of various types and sizes, including ancient jade, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, and bronze ware. This is the first time that Zhang Wei has seen so many antiques.  A pair of eyes is no longer enough. He has only seen these things on TV, but the feeling on the picture is never as impactful as the real thing. Looking at this ancient collection that records the history of China, Zhang Wei feels like buying it.  Desire. ¡°How?  This place is not bad!  " Fatty Zhou saw Zhang Wei, Wu Qian, and Liu Yurou's surprised faces, patted their round bellies, and said with some satisfaction. "Hey, isn't this Mr. Zhou?  You are here again to be a spectator and study with the prince.  "As soon as Fatty Zhou finished speaking, a sarcastic voice came from a corner of the collection room, which immediately aroused laughter from the people around him.
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