I Have a Place Here
Looking at the elegant silhouette of the Mercedes-Benz S-Class- Class.
Qian Guimei shook her head and sighed, "Ruan Ruan is such a good match!"
Lv Feifei shrugged, her expression somewhat unnatural, and said, "It really is quite good. I even feel that Ruan Ruan... is climbing the social ladder."
They bought a new car a couple of years ago, a Mercedes-Benz E300L, so they naturally knew the price of Tang Song's car.
The top-of-the-line Mercedes-Benz S450L costs 1.4 million yuan after taxes and fees.
Through their interactions, the mother and daughter could tell that Qian Guimei was probably not exaggerating.
On the way to the east gate of the residential area.
Lv Feifei suddenly asked, "Mom, do you think... Ruan Ruan and Tang Song will really end up together?"
It's no wonder she was overthinking things; Tang Song had left a very deep impression on them during this meeting.
Having worked in the Financial Circle for many years, Lv Feifei is well-informed and has many similar male Moments and acquaintances in her social circle.
Of course, most of them are second-generation.
They all have different personalities, but without exception, they all have rich romantic experiences and are never short of women around them.
Tang Song was only 25 years old.
This impeccable young, rich, and handsome man is successful in his career, has a high net worth, and is generous with his money.
The difference between her and Wen Ruan, who is 30 years old, is still quite obvious.
There are just too many variables involved.
As her cousin with whom she has had a close relationship since childhood, Lv Feifei is very worried about this matter.
She knows Wen Ruan too well; she doesn't know how heartbroken she will be if they really break up.
After listening to her daughter's analysis, Qian Guimei's face also showed worry. "According to Guixiang, Ruan Ruan is going to become a senior executive at a branch of Xingyun International Group and doesn't plan to get married for the next two or three years."
Lv Feifei frowned and said, "It seems that their situation is... very precarious."
After thinking for a while, Qian Guimei sighed, "I'll talk to Guixiang about this later, so she can be mentally prepared, and also remind Ruan Ruan. Ruan Ruan is not young anymore, we really can't afford to delay any longer."
"Mm." Lv Feifei nodded.
My aunt Qian Guixiang's family has had a tough time these past few years.
Although Wen Ruan is going to become a senior executive, it is too sensitive for an unmarried and childless woman of her age.
It might be optimized at any time.
They urged Wen Ruan to find a partner, mainly so that Wen Ruan could have someone to rely on in the future.
As I walked out of the east gate of the residential area, I saw Mercedes-Benz S450L parked on the side of the road.
Lv Feifei whispered, "If Ruan Ruan really can't let go, she can try to get some security. Tang Song is generous and doesn't lack money. It would be best to get him to help Ruan Ruan pave the way for her career."
Qian Guimei's eyes lit up. "That's the truth."
She's a businesswoman, and she's very perceptive about many things.
Judging from the wealth displayed by the Tang Song, they must have had at least tens of millions in assets.
If you really want to help Ruan Ruan, there are plenty of ways.
Often, only a solid and reliable guarantee can truly put people at ease.
The two chatted as they got into the Mercedes-Benz E-Class 300 and set up the navigation.
Following behind the Mercedes-Benz S450L, we headed towards Qiaoxi District.
On the road, inside the quiet and cool Mercedes-Benz S-Class.
Qian Guixiang asked a few questions about Tang Song's work and life, and then began to talk about today's destination.
That is, the house that Wen Ruan's uncle Qian Chengjun just bought for his son Qian Mingfeng.
Speaking of Shengyuan Jiajing residential community, Qian Guixiang's voice was full of emotion and envy.
Although she appeared calm while her sister-in-law Wang Feng'e was showing off in the video, she was actually incredibly jealous inside.
The unfinished demolition housing project has always been a thorn in their side, a source of deep worry for their family.
Therefore, I am particularly concerned about the house.
Shengyuan Jiajing is located in the central area of Qiaoxi District and is a long-established high-end residential community in Yancheng.
It is adjacent to a park and a subway station, and there are three commercial streets within 1 kilometer.
It is surrounded by well-established community facilities and abundant natural landscapes.
It is a quiet community in the middle of the city, and it is a rare community in the city that has a villa area.
It is also a well-known high-end residential area and a gathering place for the wealthy.
Listening to Qian Guixiang's words, Tang Song turned his head to look at Wen Ruan and saw a trace of envy in her eyes.
Every normal person has desires.
The older sister naturally has a love for life and enjoyment of pleasure.
Tang Song obtained a lot of information from her two best friends and had Huiguang Decoration renovate the townhouse according to Wen Ruan's wishes.
I'm sure it will make the older sister completely satisfied, so moved she won't be able to close her legs or shut her mouth.
It also greatly shocked her parents.
Thinking of this, Tang Song's face lit up with a joyful smile.
About twenty minutes later, the Shengyuan Jiajing area came into view outside the car window.
Although the building was built more than 10 years ago, it is very well maintained.
The exterior design blends the clean lines of modern architecture with the warm texture of traditional architecture, featuring large, dark-colored floor-to-ceiling windows and natural stone exterior walls, making it look very beautiful.
Qian Guixiang glanced at the messages in the group chat and smiled, "Tang Song, there's a paid parking lot outside the South Gate. There should still be spaces available. Just park there."
Tang Song gradually slowed down the car and turned to ask, "Auntie, which building does my uncle's new house live in?"
Qian Guixiang paused for a moment, then replied, "Unit 3, Building 11."
"OK." Tang Song nodded.
The car drove directly to the South Gate of the residential area.
Soon, a magnificent and grand white entrance came into view.
Tang Song turned the steering wheel and drove straight towards the gate.
Qian Guixiang quickly said, "It's alright, Tang Song, we can just walk a few steps. I heard that this community is very strictly managed and generally doesn't allow outside cars to enter. If we want to walk on the ground, we have to enter from the east gate."
"Auntie, it's too sunny outside, let's go straight to the underground parking lot." Tang Song smiled and shook his head.
"But the car..." Qian Guixiang grinned, as if she wanted to say something more.
The gate barrier was raised, and the car drove directly into the community.
"Forehead..."
The three people in the car were stunned for a moment, not quite able to react.
Tang Song skillfully turned right and smoothly entered the underground parking garage.
The surroundings instantly turned dark.
The dazzling lights came on, illuminating the surroundings.
Qian Guixiang asked in astonishment, "What's going on? Cars from outside can just come in?"
Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat. Looking at Tang Song, who was skillfully moving through the underground parking garage, she seemed to understand something.
She knows her boyfriend quite well.
It owns a 15% stake in Xingyun International Group and has close ties with Su Yu.
His net worth is definitely far beyond imagination.
Tang Song drove smoothly and said in a relaxed tone, "No, Auntie, I happen to have an apartment here in Shengyuan Jiajing. My car is registered with the property management, so I was able to come in directly."
"Oh? Is that so... That's good." Qian Guixiang exclaimed softly, touching her gold bracelet, feeling a little dizzy.
She remembered that Tang Song's home was a large flat in Yanjing Sky City, worth more than ten million yuan. It was a high-end community that had been built in Yancheng in recent years.
I've also seen the photos my niece posted in the group chat; the decor is very luxurious.
I just didn't expect that they also had a house in Shengyuan Jiajing.
She knew a lot about Shengyuan Jiajing, after all, it was a well-established high-end community, especially since it also had villas.
Strictly speaking, it is the only residential community in the city center with villas.
Other villa areas are located in relatively remote areas, and their living amenities cannot compare to those of Shengyuan Jiajing.
As a local, I've seen introductions to this neighborhood many times on TV, on road signs, and in newspapers.
Many well-known Big Boss live here.
That's why the Wen Ruan aunt was so excited after buying the house for her son and was showing it off everywhere.
The Mercedes-Benz E-Class 300 following behind.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Lv Feifei quickly slammed on the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road.
He exchanged a glance with his mother Qian Guimei, and asked in surprise, "Why did Tang Song's car go straight in?"
"I don't know," Qian Guimei shook her head blankly, then took out her Mobile Phone and said, "Let me ask."
Lv Feifei nodded and drove the car into the paid parking lot in the commercial area.
"Ding-dong—" WeChat notification sounded.
Qian Guimei glanced down, her lips trembling slightly. "Well, no wonder, Tang Song has a house here."
"Tsk tsk—" Her thoughts were confirmed, and Lv Feifei shook her head with a sigh, "This family is even wealthier than we thought. I don't know whether to say Ruan Ruan is lucky."
Her job is financial services consulting, and she has come into contact with many, many wealthy people.
Wealthy people like Tang Song, who are calm, gentle, and low-key, are often not just moderately wealthy, but truly powerful and wealthy families.
She really felt that her Wen Ruan cousin couldn't handle a guy like that.
The Mercedes-Benz S450L stopped outside Unit 3 of Building 11. Tang Song found a spot where he wouldn't block the way and parked the car.
The car door opened, and a group of four people stepped out.
Qian Guimei was still a little dizzy.
Tang Song gently reminded her, "Auntie, could you call your uncle and ask him to press the elevator button for you?"
"Okay, okay." Qian Guimei instantly snapped out of it, took out her Mobile Phone, and dialed the number.
"Hey, Chengjun! We're downstairs."
"Yes, yes, that's right, Building 11, Unit 3."
"We're in the lobby now, the elevator will be here soon."
"Okay, see you later."
After hanging up the phone, Qian Guimei could hear her own heart pounding again.
My Golden Son-in-Law is really something else.
When I get to my nephew Qian Mingfeng's place, I might just get to show off again.
Qian Guixiang had lived most of her life and had never felt so excited.
The emotions that had been suppressed for years were now eager to burst forth.
Looking at the magnificent underground entrance hall around her, Qian Guixiang suddenly had an idea.
Ruan Ruan might live in this neighborhood someday!
Hmph, I'll send videos to Aunt Ruan Ruan every day then!