The deep night of November already held a chill in the air.
Inside the guard room at the entrance of the Linghai Bus Station parking lot, it was warmer, with Li Weiguo and Director Ge smoking inside.
The room was filled with choking smoke, and Zhang Lan, who couldn't stand the smell, simply pulled Xu Mingyuan—who had come along to receive Mrs. Han—outside to check out the new car Director Ge had bought a few days ago.
Zhu Feng 125, the best scooter around!
It's an original import with powerful performance and a sleek design. Compared to it, the once-trendy Mulan 50 light motorcycle should be tossed aside.
Zhang Lan caressed the front of the car and said enviously, "Director Ge really doesn't hesitate to spend money, this car costs over twenty thousand, and he just bought it like that."
A car's price equals several years' salary for a couple...
