How to be financially free

Tong Bin stepped forward and put his arms around Wen Zixiong's shoulders: "Why do you feel that you're different?"

"No, brother-in-law, it's just...it's been a while." Wen Zixiong showed a forced smile.

"I'm sorry brother-in-law, I haven't asked you out to play recently, I will definitely make up for it in the future!" Tong Bin smiled and walked in with Wen Zixiong in his arms.

Along the way, passing by a supercar.

Daniel is not uncommon here. Besides Daniel, McLaren, Ferrari, Aston Martin, Koenigsegg and other limited supercars are parked in a row.

"Our president just happened to meet friends here today. I'll find an opportunity to discuss with the president about your membership later." Tong Bin raised his mouth.

Suddenly, Wen Zixiong's expression became a little excited.

"Thank you brother-in-law."

"You're welcome, we've always been a family!" Tong Bin patted Wen Zixiong to show his closeness.

In the modified area on the side, there is a universe.

Tong Bin led Wen Zixiong to the modification area.

In the area, a Lamborghini SVJ63 is being electroplated, and several young people are standing aside commenting with their pockets in their pockets.

Not far away, next to a boxing sandbag, a well-defined boy in a loose top was knocking the sandbag down.

Wen Zixiong stood aside, somewhat restrained.

He knew that these people in front of him not only had wealth far surpassing theirs, but they were also working in the family business and began to take over the family's business, so they could use considerable funds.

His kind of rich second generation who drives a supercar that doesn't belong to him and can only get pocket money every month is naturally far inferior.

Hearing the movement, several young people in the modification area looked together.

"Yo, Tong Bin, is this your ex-brother-in-law?" A young man with earrings and Richard Mille on his wrist smiled and said.

This one in front of you, don't look at his avant-garde clothes, in fact, he is a real returnee who graduated from the London School of Art, and his family is a sports brand.

"What former brother-in-law, this is my own brother-in-law." Tong Bin smiled and emphasized.

"Dear brother-in-law? Didn't you leave?" the man with the earrings asked nonchalantly, without any scruples.

"There will always be a remarriage." Tong Bin said.

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news." The earring man smiled.

Tong Bin took Wen Zixiong around and introduced him, but everyone was not very interested in Wen Zixiong.

After all, what kind of strength can a boy who is still in school and has no hair at all have?As for having money at home?I'm sorry, born in such a family, as long as the money doesn't reach you for a day, it doesn't mean it's yours.

There are too many variables.

"By the way, has the person you mentioned arrived?" The boxing sandbag kept shaking, and the young man who was punching slowly took off his gloves, twisted his neck and walked over.

"I will definitely come." Tong Bin said lightly.

"I don't see how you, Young Master Tong, can still suffer like this." The young man smiled, sat down beside him, smoked a cigarette, and exhaled lightly.

"My driver is not an opponent, and I am not working, so I am definitely not an opponent." Tong Bin spread his hands.

"You know, the young people who just came out of this kind of school are cynical, fearless, and don't care if I sit in a Rolls-Royce when my blood is hot."

There was a burst of laughter all around.

"It's okay, Young Master Tong, I promise to help you find your place again." The young man who had punched the table just now laughed loudly.

"Crazy, who isn't crazy? But you have to have crazy capital. Last time I saw a girl, but she had a boyfriend, and that guy was pretty crazy. I also asked a few classmates to come to me for arm wrestling, and the result was ? I made him dare not fart when I took him to the house in person!"

Everyone is talking and laughing.

It seemed that what was about to happen was an insignificant thing, and at best it was only a topic for talking and laughing after dinner.

Only Wen Zixiong on the side hung his head and did not participate in their conversation.

"By the way, what did you tell him?" Amidst the laughter, Tong Bin looked at the cheap brother-in-law and asked in a low voice.

"I asked him to come and he came." Wen Zixiong thought for a while and said, "Brother-in-law, you know, because of my sister, he is very fond of me."

"To please you?" Tong Bin's expression was slightly cold, "Huh? He's wishful thinking."

"Brother-in-law, you have been my brother-in-law from the beginning to the end, him? He is just my sister's obsessed little boy." Wen Zixiong said pretendingly.

Tong Bin nodded, patted Wen Zixiong on the shoulder, and stood up.

Then, he walked to the toolbox beside him, took out a large wrench and weighed it in his hand.

"Don't, Mr. Tong, hey, a rubber stick!" Someone handed Tong Bin a rubber stick.

"Smack it hard later!"

Tong Bin took it in his hand, walked aside, first loosened his tie, and then took off his coat.

Then, he clenched the rubber stick with both fists, gestured at the sandbag beside him, and then smashed it down hard without any warning.

boom!
A muffled sound.

There was a cruel pleasure in Tong Bin's eyes.

"How long will it be?" Tong Bin returned to his gentle look.

Wen Zixiong's heart trembled, and suddenly he understood his sister a little bit.

What the hell, my ex-brother-in-law has a perverted personality!
"Let me take a look." Wen Zixiong quickly looked down at his phone, then raised his head, "Brother-in-law, he... is almost here."

"Almost there?" Tong Bin picked up the rubber stick beside him.

"Brothers, come here, scare the kids." The boxer man twisted his neck, from his neck to his arms, there were large areas of tattoos.

A group of five or six on weekdays, all of you young and old, who are very popular in front of others, are all quite enthusiastic about this kind of thing in private.

There is no way, they have enjoyed everything that should be enjoyed normally, and it is difficult for them to be stimulated by ordinary entertainment.

There is such a thing, everyone is very positive.

A group of ten people came to the venue in front of the Famous Car Center.

Some were holding baseball bats, some were holding wrenches, some were holding rubber batons, and some were holding their arms, chatting casually, as if they were about to see something very interesting later.

Wen Zixiong stood at the back, feeling that it was not enough, and stepped back again.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of an engine engine could be heard faintly in the night.

Then, in the darkness, the four-ring running lights suddenly turned on.

A supercar suddenly rushed out of the darkness.

Bugatti's family-style front face, streamlined car body, flashing blue-gray streamer of liquid metal luster.

pat!

The rubber stick in someone's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Then, someone's hand holding the wrench dropped suddenly.

"Bugatti!" Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

As we all know, there are no cheap Bugatti.

This cheap refers to the comparison with other super sports cars, and the unit of measurement is tens of millions.

Simply put, Bugatti's cars cost tens of millions.

As far as they are concerned, playing big cars, or some limited-edition supercars are still within the acceptable range. The three great cars are already a bit unattainable. However, when the price of the McLaren P1 was low, some of them gritted their teeth and bought it. Although I was short of money later, I made another move.

Further up, tens of millions of supercars are really beyond reach, and we can only look up.

Precisely, Bugatti belongs to this category of tens of millions.

"Who, who drives a Bugatti, which boss?" someone asked.

Driving a car that they can't match, the owner of the car is naturally the only person they can look up to.

After the Bugatti slowed down, it stopped in an open field.

The lights of the famous car center are brighter.

This Bugatti is even clearer in the lights.

"No, am I right? Is this the one that Sotheby's just sold?"

"which one?"

"Bugatti Chiron Profilee, one of the world's limited editions, sold at a sky-high price of tens of millions of euros!"

"The actual purchase cost is over [-] million!" the earring man muttered to himself.

The only one in the world, worth hundreds of millions.

Not long ago, the supercar that only appeared at the auction, now appeared alive in front of them.

Who is the mysterious boss?
For a while, everyone was silent, tense, and short of breath.

Tong Bin frowned, but felt a little uneasy in his heart. An unbelievable idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and then he pressed it down abruptly.

Absolutely not!

Then, the door opened, and a tall figure got out of the car.

Xu Wen stood next to Bugatti, and casually looked at the crowd in front of him.

Then, a figure suddenly trotted out.

"Brother Xu!" Wen Zixiong stood still panting, then pointed in one direction, "Tong Bin is over there."

Among the crowd, Tong Bin's face was extremely pale.

How could he not know that Wen Zixiong sold himself.

From the moment the other party showed up in a Bugatti Chiron Profilee, he knew he wanted to go wrong.

The opponent is not a sheep to be slaughtered, but a real dragon.Driving hundreds of millions of supercars, that's definitely something I can't afford to provoke.

Xu Wen stepped forward and stood opposite Tong Bin.He could see the panic in the eyes of the man in front of him.

"Are you looking for me? Or are you all looking for me?" Xu Wen opened his mouth while looking at the people around him who were holding things in their hands.

Bang!

pat!

Wrenches and rubber sticks fell to the ground one after another.

Who is so brave?Dare to stand against the big guy who drives hundreds of millions of supercars.They like to cause trouble, and they also like to watch the excitement, but that doesn't mean they are stupid.

Xu Wen withdrew his gaze and continued to look at Tong Bin in front of him.

"Brother, I don't know Taishan with my eyes, I admit it!" Tong Bin showed a smile that was about to cry.

There is no backbone, no dignity.

In their dictionary, bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the basic principle, the weak can be bullied, and when they meet the strong, they will naturally retreat without hesitation.

"You're such a bachelor, aren't you going to set up an ambush and start a gang fight?" Xu Wen casually kicked away the rubber stick on the ground.

"There must be some misunderstanding, big brother." The man with the earrings smiled all over his face, and hurriedly handed him a cigarette as an apology.

Xu Wen didn't answer, and just passed by a boxer man covered in tattoos and quite muscular.

"The muscles are good, have you practiced?"

"Brother, I have practiced three-legged cat kung fu." The boxer smiled dryly with his hands down, very unnaturally.

Xu Wen snorted and looked around.

"How about this, come here, why don't you try it once, you go up together, win or lose for yourself? You will bear the consequences?"

People around take a step back

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"How dare you, you are joking."

Everyone stuttered and couldn't speak smoothly.

Xu Wen shook his head, feeling really boring.

The kind of stubborn people who are hard-pressed for the sake of face are really rare, and most of them are people who follow the wind.

This group of rich second-generation children probably have been indoctrinated with the principle of staying away from iron bars since they were young.

"Is that the boxing bag you used?" Xu Wen accidentally saw the boxing bag at the foot of the wall, and asked the boxer man casually.

Why not others.

Because he is the most conspicuous, with tattoos and muscles.

"Yes brother." The boxer man lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing to the eye at the moment, no one thought that his nature was actually a super arrogant and arrogant person.

"Let me see if you play it a little bit." Xu Wen gestured.

The boxer braced himself and stood in front of the sandbag.

Usually before he practices, he has to twist his neck and move his muscles and bones.

But now, under the eyes of this boss, he can't use it at all.

The boxer man turned his head to look at Xu Wen, showing a flattering smile.

"Brother, let me play a few tricks for you."

He took a deep breath, settled into position, and threw a few punches at the boxing bag.

However, at this moment, his state is not right at all, and his fists are also limp.

"Haven't you eaten?" Xu Wen stepped forward and stood in front of the sandbag.

Then, he brewed for a while, and then punched down with all his strength.

A loud bang.

The sandbag smashed hard on the ground, and then it was overwhelmed, and burst open all of a sudden.

Xu Wen looked at his fist.

It turns out that this is the power under my own full strength.

There was silence all around, and everyone was dumbfounded.

The boxer man looked at the blasted sandbag stupidly, swallowed up and down his throat, and his eyeballs almost popped out.

He shouldn't be dreaming, right?
Someone can blow up a sandbag?

This is a boxing sandbag. The outer leather is tougher than cowhide, and it can't be broken with a hammer.And it was such a thing, I actually saw it with my own eyes, and it was smashed by someone with a fist!
Thin cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his legs were weak, and there was a trace of gratitude in his heart.

Compared with financial resources, this boss is as vast as the sea, immeasurable.

Putting aside foreign objects, compared to hard strength, the power of this big guy's punch to explode the sandbags, I and these people together are not enough for others to abuse with one finger.

The gap is like a moat.

"How much, shall I compensate you?" Xu Wen touched the face of his fist.

Actually it hurts a bit.

"You don't need to, as long as you have fun." The boxer man squeezed out a smile, which was full of flattery and flattery.

"It's really not necessary, then I won't be polite to you." Xu Wen raised his wrist to check the time, and felt that there was nothing to stay here.

As for Tong Bin?

Ah?Don't scare a middle-aged man who is running for four.

Xu Wen walked out of the maintenance and assembly area full of supercars, and was about to leave directly.

At the stairs on the second floor, two figures were talking and laughing as they walked down.

As soon as he came out, a figure stopped, his expression froze, and then he let out a voice full of unbelievable surprise.

"Xu Shao, Brother Xu! Why are you here?"

Xu Wen looked at the speaker and was also slightly taken aback.

Where in life do not meet.

I didn't expect to meet Zhang Mingbo and Young Master Zhang here.

Who is Zhang Mingbo?The family business operates a logistics business and has a certain share in the country.

In the capital, Zhang Mingbo's star girlfriend once got into Xu Wen's car for the sake of her future, and left a deep impression on him.