Chapter 1700 The Market Price Is 50 Million Yuan

"Ten million! This car needs ten million to afford it!?"

Everyone at the scene only heard the numbers in the words, and everyone's face suddenly changed from shock.

Especially Hu Yan, who was so pompous in front of Qin Yirou just now, now the boss with his mouth open, exclaimed after his son finished speaking.

"Mom, I can't afford this car for 10 million... I mean, if you don't have 10 million, don't even think about talking about this car! This is the world's flagship limited-edition supercar what!

"A super sports car that even rich people can't buy! Those who can buy it must be people with great influence in the world! That's why I'm surprised that this kind of sports car will appear here!"

As soon as Hu Yan finished speaking, Hu Yan's son interrupted Hu Yan.

Obviously, Hu Yanzi has researched some limited edition supercars.

Hu Yan used to show off very well in front of Qin Yirou, but what she never expected was that the person who broke her bragging rights was actually her own son!

For a moment, Hu Yan's face darkened to the extreme.

What she said to Qin Yirou just now was a joke!

"I just wanted to tell you that my daughter should have driven me home." Qin Yirou looked at Hu Yan and smiled awkwardly.

She didn't purely want Hu Yan to make a fool of herself, but Hu Yan didn't give her a chance to explain.

After hearing what Qin Yirou said, Hu Yan's face became darker and darker.

"This car is really beautiful!"

"I bought it for more than 10 million, can it not be beautiful?"

"This car belongs to Qin Yirou's daughter, right? God, her daughter is so young, she can afford such an expensive car! You are so lucky to have a daughter!"

"The current son is useless after giving birth! It's better to be a girl!"

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A series of voices came from the surroundings, hearing the voices of the flower shop staff who were still standing at the door of the flower shop waiting for her relatives and friends to pick her up, Hu Yan's face darkened and became more and more terrifying.

Hu Yan has always been proud of having a son.

Coupled with the fact that Hu Yan's son is so promising, he even took him out of the countryside to live in a big city!

The neighbors in the countryside are envious! At that time, Hu Yan felt that his son was the most capable person in the world!

But at this moment, she felt that if she repeated what she just said in front of Qin Yirou, she would lose all face in this life!

The Volkswagen sedan bought by my son only cost 50,000 to 60,000 yuan to come and go.

But Qin Yirou's daughter's car...

Thinking of this, Hu Yan felt something was wrong again, how could Qin Yirou's daughter be able to afford such an expensive sports car at such a young age!

Looking at Yun Jian's appearance, it was so glamorous that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

She had an instant sense of enlightenment.

Then raised his eyes to look at Qin Yirou, Hu Yan directly said bluntly in front of everyone:

"Qin Yirou, how much did your daughter spend on this car? You have already bought such an expensive car, why do you still come to work in our flower shop? Could this car be... her The car the man gave her, right?"

What Hu Yan said obviously meant that Yun Jian's car was given by her man, but as long as it is a person and not stupid, he can hear it.

Could it be that Yun Jian became someone else's mistress or mistress?

She got this car as a mistress?

After hearing Hu Yan's words, Qin Yirou naturally couldn't hold back.

Others said she could, she could bear it, but her daughter Yunjian just couldn't!

There is no reason, this is probably the so-called maternal love.

Just as Qin Yirou was about to open her mouth to fight back, she saw Yun Jian holding Qin Yirou's clothes to stop Qin Yirou from speaking.

When others saw Yun Jian holding Qin Yirou, they really thought that this car was obtained by Yun Jian as a mistress, and it was given to her by the man.

Hu Yan raised his head again and looked at Yun Jian with contemptuous eyes.

However, when everyone in the room looked down on Yun Jian, Yun Jian's words sounded, and the voice reached everyone's eardrums:

"Thank you for your concern. The market price of my car is 50 million, and there are 40 or 50 supercars at the same price as this car at home. I bought them with my own money. Is there a problem?" ()

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