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Chapter 607 An indescribable scene in the presidential car

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    ¡°I still need to make more money.¡± Tang Li added.

    Her heroic words earned Mr. Song a silent smile.

    Tang Li felt that he had been underestimated and couldn't help but say: "I am also a person with savings now. After filming "Phoenix Concubine", excluding the part taken away by the company, I already have more than 5 million in savings in my bank account."  ."

    Hearing her complacency, Song Boyan asked in a dignified manner: "What do you plan to do with this money?"

    "buy house."

    Tang Li expressed his long-planned plan: "I want to buy a house in the capital. I have been looking at real estate online in the past few days. For five million, I can buy a two-bedroom apartment of about 80 square meters in the capital."

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

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

    In front of the former Minister of Finance, Tang Li felt embarrassed and tried to explain: "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 preserve the value of assets."  The best safe haven.¡±

    As she said that, she turned her gaze to the man beside her: "How about you tell me a few stocks and I can buy some?"

    The co-pilot¡¯s Ji Ming: ¡°¡­¡±

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

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

    Mr. Song: ""

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

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

    In the corridor on the top floor, there are bodyguards responsible for safety.

    This floor has been occupied.

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

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

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

    Ji Ming also saw that Mr. Tang was planning to take Miss Tang back.

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    At about 6 o'clock in the evening that day, Tang Li, wearing a mask, got into her "dream" presidential car in the hotel's underground parking garage.

    As soon as she got into the car, she reached out and closed the curtain covering the car window.

    Then he pulled the mask down.

    Tang Li chose the seat opposite Song Boyan and asked aloud: "Is it really okay if I take this car?"

    As he spoke, he tapped his fingers on the armrest of the seat again and again: "If it affects you, I will go and squeeze in with the other bodyguards."

    Tang Li¡¯s little face was full of novelty, and Song Boyan¡¯s eyes on her were warm and full of smiles: ¡°Sitting there, aren¡¯t you afraid of braking suddenly?¡±

    "Isn't the person driving you a Secret Service agent?" Tang Li said with an expression of 'Don't try to lie to me': "I have read the news introduction, and the drivers who drive the presidential car have received professional training and have excellent psychological quality.  ."

    Before he finished speaking, the extended-length Cadillac suddenly braked.

    Because of his inertia, Tang Li knelt on the ground: ""

    Ji Ming, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head and looked at the back of the girl lying in the middle of his legs through the glass of the lifting screen. The shadow area in his heart was spreading.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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