After going downstairs, Feng Ziming went to the parking lot to get his second-hand Audi classic car with patent skin peeled off like an abstract painting. Damn broken car had another problem. Feng Ziming had to take off the cover, hold a wire with each hand and touch it gently. After setting the fire, he tied the wire back to its original position with black tape.

A curly head reached out from the car window: "Boss, you're playing with the car stealing style again. It's long time since then. Looking at your broken car, the scrap collectors think it's too rust. No wonder you can't find a wife. Today's women, when they look at the outfit, they look at the car. What you wear is quite expensive, but it doesn't match this car. When the woman sees the bag, she will definitely think that you're wearing fakes, so..."

"Okay, okay," Feng Ziming pushed out the curly head and said with a smile, "Your car looks good, red and yellow like a propaganda car for performing. The old woman likes it when she sees it. Bao Zheng thought it was a Cowherd who drives."

Curly is Li Wei, the police chief of the Western General District Crime Team. Feng Ziming’s former subordinate admires Feng Ziming, a brave man. He always thinks that Feng Ziming is extremely perfect and has never found a girlfriend. The reason is that he is in his old and old car, so he always likes to talk about things with cars. He will persuade Feng Ziming to change the car once he sees it.

"Hehe," Li Wei smiled foolishly and pulled open the door of the passenger seat and sat up, grinning, "Boss, give me a ride."

Feng Ziming smiled: "Didn't you say this car is ugly? You are still riding, what's wrong with your car?"

"The increase in oil prices is not proportional to my salary," Li Wei said seriously, "I plan to sell a car, why are I still driving it?"

"Oh," Feng Ziming nodded and smiled, "It's true that I'm advised me to change my car today and I'm selling it. Do you want to sell your car to me?"

"Hehe, the boss is worthy of being the boss. I guessed it before I mentioned it. I admire it." Li Wei quickly took the opportunity to play the game.

Feng Ziming drove out of the police station gate in the classic car and drove onto the highway: "I won't want your car, I'll take you to the opera troupe to ask if they want it."

"This...uh...I..." Li Wei's expression dimmed, and he bit his lips gently without saying anything.

Feng Ziming turned his head and looked at Li Wei's expression from the rearview mirror, and asked, "Did your sister be admitted to Bauhinia University of Art this year?"

Li Wei nodded: "I passed the exam, but I finally didn't repeat the year of the year, but...uh..."

"The tuition fees for art colleges seem to be more expensive than those of ordinary universities, and your sister is taking the directorship exam. It will be very helpful for her to add some imaging equipment to her, which will cost a lot of money," Feng Ziming smiled, "I rarely go to nightclubs to spend time lately."

Li Wei sighed: "How can I go to a nightclub? I just need to drink a few bottles in the supermarket. I don't have to spend that money anymore."

"Oh, I know how to save money, but it's too late, so I still have to sell the car, haha." Feng Ziming said and stopped the car. Li Wei looked out and saw the door of Xiefeng Bank.

"Wait for me."

"Boss, this..."

...

When Feng Ziming came out, he had an extra kraft paper bag in his hand. He got on the car and handed it to Li Wei, and said with a smile: "This is 50,000 yuan. Use it to help your sister pay tuition, buy some things, and when will you pay me back when you have money? You don't want to take this car anymore. Go down quickly, I have something to do."

Li Wei's face turned red: "Boss, this...isn't that good."

"What's good or not? A big man won't be a mother-in-law," Feng Ziming pushed Li Wei out of the car. "Remember, wear a hat as big as you have. Do everything within your ability, including spending money. If you scratch your head for your sister's tuition at this time next year, then you can be a cowherd." After he said that, he drove away in the old car, and Li Wei, who was left with sore eyes like a burning fire, stood by the roadside and sighed.

...

The Bandung Building, the tallest building in Bauhinia City, is also the financial center of Bauhinia City. The rear exhaust pipe of a dilapidated classic car was sprayed with black smoke and slowly drove into the VIP underground parking lot. Compared with the expensive cars around it, this dilapidated classic car is really underground in the sky and inferior to Pluto. Even the vehicles that occasionally drive in to clear garbage seem much better than it.

After the person in the car got off, he walked to the elevator with two fast food boxes and pressed the 33rd floor. After leaving the elevator, he saw a company's headquarters with the words "Huiying" Investment Consulting Co., Ltd. on it. Without saying hello to the station's terminal, he walked straight in and opened the door of the general manager's office. He saw a man of similar age as the visitor sitting on the chair with his legs crossed his legs and staring at the large screen with colorful numbers on the wall. The smoke from the cigar in his hand rose to the ceiling.

"Zi Ming, here we come," the man took out a cigar from the precious wooden box on the desk and threw it over. "Then, the high-quality Cuban cigar is a good product, given by a customer."

Feng Ziming took the cigar, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, then threw it back, shook his head and smiled, "I hate this smell, it's still Marlboro that he came from Old Chen, lit it and sucked it on his own, sat opposite the man, handed over a fast food box, "Eat quickly."

The man did not open the fast food box, but just smelled it with his nose and frowned: "It's dry fried Niuhe again, I have no appetite."

Feng Ziming pulled two bites of dry fried beef, and smiled and said, "Xu Qingping, you guy, you kid, fought with me for a small piece of beef in the dry fried beef. He also said that after you grow up and make money, you have to cook the beef until you go west. Now, when you see it, you have the same expression as if you see the feces, do you think you need to smoke?"

Xu Qingping smiled and said, "Whether it is, fried beef river will always be my favorite, but today I really have no appetite."

"Don't have an appetite?" Feng Ziming said while eating, "You seem to be a little overly worried. After working together for so many years, are you still so unconfident in our combination?"

Xu Qingping opened the fast food box and barely took a few bites: "I don't have confidence because the first time we have had a disagreement in our opinions in so many years. I am optimistic about the price of gold, but you want to sell gold and have a lot of fun. You will have to settle the bill today. If...ah, our company will be wiped out."

"Have you forgotten? My dad and your dad once said that when the two have different opinions, someone must jump out and stick to their opinions and convince the other person to advance and retreat together with him," Feng Ziming smiled, "If you don't be this person, of course I have to do it, haha."

"I... am I not this person?" Xu Qingping was amused and crying, "It's not because I... I can't beat you, hum!"

"Oh..." Feng Ziming spread his hands and said seriously, "Then I can't help you. There's nothing I can do, haha, by the way, turn on the TV and take a look. Greenspan should come out and talk."

"It seems like you are relatives of Greenspan. If you say he comes out and he comes out to speak." Xu Qingping muttered, and then turned on the rear projector hanging on the other wall with the remote control and transferred it to Financial News.

As expected, the headline hot news was that the Federal Reserve announced another rate hike in the morning. This is the sixth rate hike this year, and the rate hike is also the largest. Xu Qingping smiled and hurriedly logged into the London gold market online. The gold trading price dropped by nearly 20% in the morning. Xu Qingping smiled: "I didn't dare to go and see it just now. I was worried all morning. Haha, we made a lot this time. It's amazing Ziming, why are your eyes more accurate than me... a little bit accurate... a little bit?"

"That's because you're myopia. I'm not," Feng Ziming took out a black-framed glasses from his bag and put them on the table. "It's landed in my car. How can you remember in the future?"

Xu Qingping picked up his glasses and put them on, and smiled and said, "No wonder he felt unnatural in his sights these days. It turned out that the glasses fell into your car. By the way, how are you talking about your transfer?"

Feng Ziming shook his head: "There is no result, the original verdict is maintained and he will work as a teacher at the police academy."

Xu Qingping rubbed his hands: "That's better than..."

Feng Ziming waved his hand and interrupted, "It's impossible. I can't do it if I invest, I can't make money, but I can't make it wrong for the police."

Xu Qingping was bored and said angrily: "I know being a policeman is the most important thing in your life, but you are not happy to be an instructor at the police school. It's better to quit your job and concentrate on building a good company with me..." Seeing Feng Ziming glaring, Xu Qingping quickly turned around and said, "Dede, I didn't say anything, go to your instructor. Haha, if we grew up together, I'm very influenced by you. Why am I not interested in being a policeman at all? It's really strange."

"Are you not interested?" Feng Ziming smiled, "Don't put gild on your face. When I was a kid, you didn't say you wanted to be a policeman? When I was a thief, I was beaten down by me as a thief. After graduating from college, I hadn't decided whether to take the exam for an ordinary police officer or an inspector. You just took me to sign up for an inspector. What was the result? Haha, if you don't pass the exam, you will become uninterested?"

"Ahem," Xu Qingping's old face turned red, "Uh... this... an old acquaintance, there is no need to say these words explicitly."

"I'm afraid you'll deceive yourself if you don't know what to say," Feng Ziming smiled. "By the way, there is another thing. I've already done the house on the offshore island. The owner promised to transfer the surrounding small garden to me. I'll just take the time to go to the law house with the owner to go through the procedures. Next month, when we go back to Lianhua City to visit the grave, we'll take my godmother over there. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and it's close to the beach, which is suitable for her."

Xu Qingping felt grateful in his heart and smiled sincerely: "Ziming, you are more concerned about my mother than my own son. I really don't know what to say, thank you."

"Why thank you? I have only one mother in my life. Who else can I be filial to if I am not filial to her? What's the difference between my mother and godmother?" Speaking of her mother, Feng Ziming stood up and walked to the window, looking at the bustling scenery of the bustling city, his eyes became empty and confused. Do I have a mother? If so, where is my mother?
Chapter completed!