Chapter 121: Low-key Luxury Inside

  On the 28th of the lunar calendar, Zhang Jun and Kong Mei got up early in the morning to see Zhang Shidong sleeping alone in his room. They let out a sigh of relief, feeling quite complicated. The two didn't know whether it was better for their son to be with Su Xixi or Zhao Ya. Normally, Kong Mei had been very fond of Zhao Ya, but now that her son was involved, she changed her stance. Of course, her son's choice was the highest standard.

  Whether it's Su XiXi or Zhao Ya, they all support.

  If it's also not acceptable then so be it.

  At 9:30, Zhang Jun and Kong Mei had everything ready. They were all some New Year's goods that they had bought in advance, some gifts for the elderly, red envelopes and gifts for the children.

  The Zhang family doesn't have many relatives, and the ones they do have are scattered all over the place. It's been years since they've visited each other. The elderly don't need to visit relatives often, so even if they don't see each other for a year or two, it's not a big deal. Every year during Chinese New Year, they return to their hometown, which is Kong Mei's hometown and the home of Zhang Shidong and Zhang Yiqing's grandparents.

  Kong Mei is the orthopedic director of the central hospital and a renowned bone specialist in the province. In the Kong family, Zhang Jun has always been unable to stand up straight, despite having a position and power that was not low before Zhang Shidong returned. However, compared to Kong Mei, the people in the Kong family have always had a kind of unique superiority complex. In the past, every year when Zhang Jun went back, he would drag his feet and be unwilling to face those who looked at him with envy.

  This year, Zhang Shidong returned, and Zhang Jun was under investigation without any fear. For parents, their children's success is far more important than their own success, giving them a sense of superiority. Originally, with such a big thing happening at home, Kong Mei had decided not to celebrate the New Year. At that time, those brothers and sisters would again mock Zhang Jun's investigation.

  Zhang Shidong is back, and there's no reason for him not to be. Zhang Jun and Kong Mei are both proud of their son, and his achievements are secondary. After being away from home for six years, growing into a real man who can stand tall and firm on his own two feet is what brings them the most comfort. In this family with two strong personalities, he is the true pillar that holds everything together.

  Zhang Yi Qing pouted, wearing a nightgown with messy hair all over her head, rubbing her eyes as she walked out: "Dad and mom, what time is it? Why are you leaving so early? Eh, it's rare that my brother is still sleeping. I don't care, I'm going to sleep for a bit longer too. I'm so sleepy, we can go this afternoon."

  Sister to brother, got along well, before sister's marriage, dependence on brother was much greater than father's. Directly drilled into Zhang Shidong's room from the living room, pulled open his quilt and drilled in, like hugging a big teddy bear, hugging Zhang Shidong, buried her head, not getting out of bed.

  "Mom, don't worry, I've asked Ji Dacheng to contact them, there's a train coming from the south at noon today that will bring some seafood, we'll go pick it up then." Zhang Shidong pressed down on Zhang Yiqing's head and kicked her to the ground, saying this as he emerged from under the covers.

  Zhang Yiqing scratched her head, made a fist at Zhang Shidong, and seeing that her parents agreed, she immediately ran back to her room, didn't even close the door, jumped onto the bed and covered her head with the quilt, continuing to sleep.

  Look at a family's relationship between parents and children, you don't need to pay attention to their conversations, just go to their home and see if they close the door during the day. If they have their own privacy at night and still don't want to show their lives to their parents or children during the day, the relationship is self-evident.

  Zhang Jun and Kong Mei could only smile and shake their heads, returning to the room to watch the latest urban emotional TV series on the computer. This was a balance that the couple had found after combining male war movies and female Korean dramas, which they could appreciate together.

  The phone rang, Zhang Shidong answered it with a grunt, then threw the phone aside, jumped out of bed, put on a pair of sweatpants and a jacket, and rushed out the door. Zhang Jun and his wife were startled into quickly getting dressed and following him downstairs.

  There was a Jeep parked outside the unit, which was just a Jeep for Kong Mei, but Zhang Jun felt that something was off about this Wrangler in front of him. The overall body shape, length, height and ground clearance were all wrong, but it was indeed a Wrangler.

  Su Xi held onto Kong Mei's hand: "Big men like things that way, Auntie, I'll go upstairs with you, don't let the wind blow on it."

  Lao Dao sat in the driver's seat, reluctant to get out of the car. He touched this and that, looking around with a lingering expression. Zhang Shidong came forward and pulled him down: "Old fellow, this car isn't suitable for you."

  Kong Mei had just walked to the second floor when she heard a special humming noise coming from downstairs, which was even more muffled than the sound of car racing on TV. The noise quickly caught the attention of nearby neighbors.

  Zhang Jun has maintained a good attitude, not only with the support of his family and the help of his son, but also with the trust of his neighbors. The relationship between the neighbors and Zhang's family was unaffected by the storm, and everyone remained as close as ever. Opening the window and shouting at Zhang Jun: "Zhang, this car is really domineering."

  "Yes, Director Zhang, just listen to the sound, tsk, tsk, my small displacement is far from good."

  "Xiao Dong, how much gas does this car consume? How many yuan will it cost?"

  Zhang Shidong started the car and slowly drove to the entrance of the building. Just then, a taxi entered the compound, and as it passed by the horseman, many people let out cries of surprise. The taxi looked like a child in front of it, and only then did everyone realize that there was an issue with the angle, and they hadn't noticed that this car seemed somewhat different from the real Horseman.

  The value of this car is immeasurable, not because it's too expensive to be measured with money, but because no amount of money can buy it.

  It was first handmade in Germany, with a bulletproof body and everything made to the standard of a war terrain vehicle, also having the unique rugged beauty of Hummer. Zhang Shidong spent his own money on it, one way to spend ill-gotten gains is different from another, he donated half of it away and kept the rest as reserve funds for his Dream Museum, after satisfying the consumption view of what they call a rich man = nouveau riche, the truly luxurious behavior began. The technology of this car is German, but the core idea is Zhang Shidong's own, he incorporated many of his habits and hobbies into the car, such as an auxiliary reserve fuel tank, which ensured the continuity of long-distance driving.

  Thousands of people came to see the car in Germany, which has some defects and is only a toy for the rich. It can't be considered a high-end player. In fact, Zhang Shidong wants something from within the country. Recently, the training base added soldiers from various military regions. This bamboo stick must be beaten loudly by Zhang Shidong. At that time, he was busy with his father's affairs and had no time to deal with it, so he handed it over to Su Xixi. Unexpectedly, she, who is considered a perfect and talented goddess in everyone's mind, beat the bamboo stick even harder.

  A certain military commission chief once joked: "Xiao Su is a girl who's not yet married to that stinky little kid, but already knows how to move things into his home."

  The scene was filled with laughter, Su Xixi knew that even if she didn't want to, someone would still bring the best out, and when Zhang Shidong showed off his abilities after leaving the country for two years, he became a consistent target for the high-level executives who wanted to tie him down to their desired front line.

  After adding some domestic technology, the car has undergone new changes, fully meeting Zhang Shidong's requirements. Last night, when Su Xixi said that the car would arrive today, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep, and played games all night until dawn before forcing himself to fall asleep.

  The car arrived, with a dark red paint job that was understated yet elegant. Even those who were resistant to the color red couldn't help but say that this shade suited the car perfectly. The seats, steering wheel, and brake and accelerator pedals had been designed specifically for Zhang Shidong's physique, allowing him to perform every action with maximum comfort.

  The large interior space will solve the problem of lack of comfort in off-road vehicles, with five people sitting inside comfortably, and the storage space at the back far exceeds that of similar cars. When the car passes through the speed bumps in the community, it doesn't feel a bit bumpy at all. The strong shock absorption system can ensure the comfort of the occupants even on bumpy roads of no more than 20-30 cm.

  Lao Dao was driven away to Q7, Zhang Shi Dong had a new love and completely forgot his old love. Kong Mei wasn't very interested in the Mustang, and didn't want to leave the guest out, so she sat in Lao Dao's car with Su Xi. Zhang Jun couldn't bear to part with it and sat in the passenger seat, feeling the power of the car. Zhang Yi Qing was just joining in on the fun, for her those dazzling sports cars had more visual impact.

  "Dad, that car has also been modified. I'm afraid you can't handle this car, don't believe me? Try it yourself, not because the son is being stingy."

  When they arrived at the entrance of the supermarket, Zhang Shidong let Zhang Jun try it out. As soon as he touched the steering wheel, Zhang Jun knew that this car was definitely a modified one. The steering wheel felt heavy but not stiff.

  "This car needs to be driven over 100 or on a particularly bumpy road to show its dominance, and it requires the driver's strength and endurance. I guarantee that you will feel numbness in your arms and feet within thirty minutes of driving this car." Zhang Shidong explained, and Zhang Jun could only choose to forget about something he couldn't control, shifting his gaze to the Q7.

  The two cars were not weak in their carrying capacity. After the five people, excluding Lao Dao, went shopping at the supermarket for an hour, the cars were already packed to the brim.

  Ji Dacheng not only brought fresh seafood frozen to ensure freshness, but also brought a stack of supermarket shopping cards. Zhang Jun and Kong Mei were somewhat resistant, while Zhang Shidong accepted Ji Dacheng's reciprocation, introducing him to people like Guan Guan and Lu Feng, which was equivalent to building a bridge for him. With the golden signboard of Guan's family, Ji Dacheng's mobile phone sales and chain stores at home were much less troublesome. The shopping cards worth tens of thousands of yuan, Ji Dacheng felt that he couldn't take them out of his hands.

  Apart from buying some gifts for others, Zhang Yiqing became the main consumer, pushing a cart and putting countless delicious snacks on it. When she arrived at the tobacco and wine section, she generously said to Zhang Jun and Zhang Shidong: "Dad, brother, what cigarettes do you want to smoke and what wine do you want to drink? Today I'll pay." Then she said to the salesperson: "Give me five packs of Zhonghua cigarettes, five bottles of Moutai liquor, and bring me a few boxes."

  Cigarettes and liquor have a dedicated cashier, Zhang Yiqing's shopping card hasn't been swiped yet, Zhang Shidong handed over his bank card in advance: "You can keep those cards for now and settle the bill later. Take ten packs of cigarettes and ten boxes of wine, after we finish shopping, arrange for staff to deliver them to the parking lot."

  Looking at the consumption figures, Zhang Yiqing stuck out her tongue, and the 'huge sum' in her hand suddenly became lighter, no longer having the sense of superiority she had when shopping. She pouted and hung her head.