When she heard Lin Yu say that he borrowed it from a friend, Yang Yuehe smiled.""It can't be, Chef Lin. You can't even afford a Ferrari with an annual salary of ten million yuan. Do you need to borrow it from others to keep up appearances? I even heard that you bought a bicycle that costs 33 million yuan. No matter what, you have to buy a supercar that costs about 10 million yuan to match your young and promising identity, right?”
"I can't help it. I'm poor. How can I have an annual salary of ten million yuan?”
Lin Yu had to deny the issue of the salary first before educating Yang Yuehe.
"My annual salary is only around one million yuan. After tax, it's less than one million yuan. Don't raise my salary casually.”
"Also, my bicycle is a fake. If you insist on saying 33 million, you can offer 20 million. I'll sell it to you and let you earn more than 10 million.”
A bicycle worth 33 million yuan was sold to Yang Yuehe at a price of 20 million yuan. It seemed that Yang Yuehe had made a profit, but she didn't like collecting bicycles.
"Why would I want a broken bicycle?”
"Since you don't want it, don't say it out loud. You're making me look like I'm really rich.”
"Also, my bicycle broke down, so my friend lent it to me. I can't afford a Ferrari for the time being. Are you satisfied with this answer?”
"Since you know that I'm not doing well, can you move aside? You don't have to work hard. Others still have to work hard. Don't delay things, okay?”
This time, Lin Yu got into the car and closed the door.
Yang Yuehe and Shen Qingxue did not block the road and allowed Lin Yu to drive away.
After Lin Yu left, Yang Yuehe asked,""Qingxue, do you think what Lin Yu said is reliable? Was his annual salary really only a million after tax? Why don't I believe it?"
"And that Ferrari. I don't believe he borrowed it from a friend. Most of the rich people he knows are people you know, right?”
"I'm not sure either. Anyway, there are many things about Lin Yu that I don't know. Who knows who lent it to him?”
"So, do you want to know whose car this is?”
"There's no need for that."
"Of course it's necessary. Don't you want to know what Lin Yu's background is? Even if she was going to get a divorce, she couldn't be kept in the dark by him, right?”
Shen Qingxue did not retort, but she did not say anything either.
She did not say anything. This was equivalent to a silent agreement because Shen Qingxue really wanted to know how much Lin Yu was hiding from him.
Yang Yuehe saw that Shen Qingxue was silent and knew what to do. She took out her phone and called a friend. This was a friend of his who was in the supercar circle.
"Zeng Wang, are you free now? Help me with something."
"Yuehe, you only think of me when there's something.”
"You're not saying that because you have a girlfriend and can't ask you out to play like before. I'm just avoiding suspicion for your own good.”
"Alright, I can't find any fault with your reason. Tell me what you want me to do.”
"I want you to help me investigate who the owner of this car is. Emperor A62805, this was a Ferrari 812.”
"Ferrari 812. I'll ask my friends who have Ferraris. They'll know right away.”
After a simple communication, Yang Yuehe hung up the phone.
"We'll just wait for the news. Let's go eat first! Don't starve yourself because of Lin Yu."
After that, Yang Yuehe and Shen Qingxue drove to another Chinese restaurant for dinner.
After half an hour, Yang Yuehe received a call from Zeng Wang.
"Yuehe, I asked about the license plate you asked me to ask about. The owner of this car is a person called Zheng Dongxin.”
"Do you know what this person's family does?”
"My friend doesn't have much of an impression of him. We only met once at a supercar gathering. His family is just average.”
When she heard that she did not have much of an impression of Zheng Dongxin's name, Yang Yuehe actually knew that the person Lin Yu knew was not very good. Zeng Wang said that the other party's family was ordinary, which confirmed Yang Yuehe's guess.
"Alright, I understand. I'll have to trouble you.”
"It's not troublesome, but why are you asking me this question? Did this Zheng Dongxin offend you?”
"No, no. It's just that I saw a poor friend of mine drive a Ferrari today. I was a little curious, so I asked you.”
"I see. You know that your friend doesn't have much money. If he insisted that it was his own car, why did you expose him? That's too cruel.”
"Why do you care? Alright, thank you for this. I'll invite you out for dinner this weekend.”
"It's a small matter. There's no need to be so polite!”
"I'll treat you to a meal. You're being polite with me, but you're treating me like an outsider. Let's make a deal. I'll treat you to a meal this weekend and bring your girlfriend out to meet.”
"Alright, since you've said so, can I still refuse?”
After chatting for a while, Yang Yuehe hung up the phone.
When she confirmed that Lin Yu had really borrowed the car from a friend, Yang Yuehe knew that Lin Yu was honest.
"It seems that the two of us are thinking too much. Lin Yu's income might really be as he said. It's just a million yuan a year. Therefore, his bicycle was most likely a high-quality imitation.”
"Looks like we overestimated him. This is for the best.”
Shen Qingxue was relieved to hear that Lin Yu was not doing well, at least not to the extent that it made her feel uncomfortable.
Shen Qingxue was not the only one relieved. Yang Yuehe was also relieved.
Lin Yu wasn't doing well. Yang Yuehe, who had been so angry with Lin Yu that she didn't have a good appetite, now had an appetite when she heard this news.
After dinner, the two of them went shopping in a good mood. They bought a lot of things and spent tens of thousands of yuan before going home.
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