Xiaoyao Village Doctor

Chapter 357 Arrived, eight dollars
Having said that, the Jiang family is a big family after all, and they are well-known in the city. When it comes to Jiang's group, no one does not know.

Jiang Fei can be regarded as a well-known tycoon in the business world.

"You kid, don't run to our Jiang family if you have nothing to do in the future, our Jiang family does not welcome anyone."

Jiang Fei glared fiercely at Wang Teng with angry eyes.

This kind of look is accompanied by countless coldness and sharpness. People who don't know it think that Wang Teng owes him money.

"Mr. Jiang, if you don't welcome me, I'll just leave. Why bother to hurt someone?"

Wang Teng said: "I came to Jiang's house today to do Mrs. Jiang a favor. Now that I have done the favor, I think it's time to go. You don't have to see me off."

Jiang Fei didn't look directly at Wang Teng, but just casually took out a cigar from a box in his pocket.

Steward Yang stood aside with a hippie smile on his face, hurriedly took out the lighter, covered the wind with his hands, and lit a cigarette for Jiang Fei.

"Mr. Jiang, please calm down. It is indeed Mrs. Jiang who asked Wang Teng to help."

Butler Yang also explained in a kind tone.

Jiang Fei said: "This damn old woman knows all about what she has all day long. Let's see if I don't chop off her hand today."

As soon as the words fell, several nannies standing behind Jiang Fei were also shocked and sweated coldly.

Mrs. Jiang is actually Jiang Fei's cousin, and the two are related by kinship.

But Jiang Fei has never given Jiang Nan a good look. First, he thinks she is too lazy, and second, he thinks that she spends too much money.

Speaking of the Jiang family, there were many conflicts, either because of property disputes or family reasons. In short, it was impossible to explain clearly in one or two sentences.

As the saying goes, the richer the family, the easier it is to have conflicts, and they often fight over trivial matters.

Jiang Fei turned his head, looked at Wang Teng and said with a blank expression: "Hurry up and go, no matter who calls you next time, you are not allowed to come to our Jiang's house, do you understand?"

"If you don't come, don't come, you think I rarely come."

Wang Teng sneered and said, "If it wasn't for looking at Mrs. Jiang's pity, I wouldn't even want to come to this poor place."

Jiang Fei didn't continue to answer, but just gave Wang Teng a look, and walked in towards the gate of the villa with Butler Yang and a few nannies.

After a while, one of Jiang Fei's assistants hurried towards Wang Teng, took 100 yuan from his wallet and handed it to Wang Teng.

"Mr. Wang, hurry up, this is your taxi fare, don't come to our Jiang's house again in the future."

The assistant handed over 100 yuan, but Wang Teng didn't reach out to take it.

Who do you look down on?
Wang Teng was so angry that he didn't say a word. The assistant turned around and left after a glance, and slowly moved out towards the big black iron gate of the villa.

The assistant sneered and put the 100 yuan into his wallet.

When I came to the road, it suddenly rained, and suddenly there were no people on the originally bustling road.

At this time, Wang Teng saw a person running over from the opposite side of the road. It was Zhou Qianqian.

Zhou Qianqian was holding an umbrella in one hand and a spare umbrella in the other. She ran towards the opposite side of the road half wet and half wet. Discolored.

When Wang Teng saw it, he hurried up to meet him.

Zhou Qianqian covered Wang Teng's head with an umbrella, and said, "A Teng, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, why are you here?"

Wang Teng asked curiously.

"It's raining, I'm worried about you, so come and have a look."

Zhou Qianqian said in a panic.

"I did Mrs. Jiang a favor, and now I'm done. Let's go back."

While talking, Wang Teng took out the credit card in his pocket with the other hand.

This credit card was given to him by Jiang Nan before, saying that it had 100 million in it.

Moreover, the money has to be withdrawn quickly, after all, it is not his own card, and it will be safe to transfer it to his own card after withdrawing it.

"By the way, I have one more thing."

Wang Teng looked at Zhou Qianqian and continued, "Can you accompany me to the bank? I'll withdraw the money first."

Zhou Qianqian nodded hurriedly: "Okay, let's call a car."

A taxi drove over from the side of the road soon, Zhou Qianqian waved, the car stopped, and then the two got into the car together.

"Driver, go to the nearest bank."

Zhou Qianqian looked up at the taxi driver.

The taxi driver was an old man in his fifties with a pockmarked face and a bald head.

As soon as he turned his head to look at Zhou Qianqian, he asked, "What bank?"

"Just the nearest bank."

Wang Teng also added a sentence aside.

"Aren't you local?"

The driver asked curiously.

Zhou Qianqian became impatient: "Oh, what do you care about so much, just drive your car."

"Oh."

An extremely sinister smile appeared on the driver's face, and a big gold tooth appeared from the mirror when he opened his lips.

Of course, Wang Teng and Zhou Qianqian didn't know why the driver could smile so obscenely.

Then, as soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator and put his hand in gear, the car drove towards the opposite road.

In less than ten seconds, the driver stopped the car slowly.

"Here, eight yuan, WeChat or cash?"

The driver looked back at Wang Teng and Zhou Qianqian, and stretched out a rough hand.

At the same time, both Wang Teng and Zhou Qianqian were stunned.

They turned their heads and took a look outside the window of the car, only to realize that there was a bank on the opposite road, and it only took a minute to walk there.

This taxi was directly cheated by the driver with a starting price of eight yuan.

"Driver, you are immoral."

Wang Teng said angrily, "If you just tell us that the bank is nearby, it's over. What do you mean?"

The driver lit a cigarette and said, "I just asked if you are locals. You didn't let me go on and let me drive directly. How can you blame me?"

After Wang Teng heard this, he didn't know what to reply for a while.

Anyway, eight yuan is not much, so just give it.

But Wang Teng didn't have any cash with him, so Zhou Qianqian took out ten yuan from a small pink wallet and gave it to the driver.

The driver waved his hand suddenly and said, "Forget it, let it rain so much, I will help you once."

Upon hearing this, Wang Teng felt that the driver was a pretty good person, and said, "Just take the money, and it's considered a pack of cigarettes for you."

"Okay, then thank you."

The driver took the ten yuan and found two yuan for Zhou Qianqian.

As soon as the two got out of the car, Zhou Qianqian kept cursing, saying that the driver was not a thing.

Wang Teng went to comfort Zhou Qianqian and said, "Forget it."

(End of this chapter)