Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"Then go in, wait for Narusawa to change clothes, and let's go to the hotel lobby to have breakfast together." Director Chen led his wife and daughter in from the door, "This hotel's breakfast starts at half past five. , self-service mode, I took a look, and there are also Chinese steamed dumplings, siomai and Hunan rice noodles. After coming to Japan for so long, I am tired of eating sushi and ramen, and I have long wanted to change my taste. "

Director Chen's family of three came to Lu Mingze's room. They were dressed very brightly today. Director Chen was in a suit and leather shoes, his hair was combed into a three-quarter-parted bun, and the leather shoes under his feet were shiny. Mrs. Chang is wearing a navy blue dress. The fabric is very high-end and looks brand-name. Even Jiajia is also dressed up beautifully. It is rare for an introverted and well-behaved girl to wear full makeup and wear a plaid skirt. On her feet were a pair of small suede boots.

Since she was attending the wedding of her friend's nephew, Mrs. Chen certainly put a lot of thought into it, not to mention who she was comparing herself to. After all, the girl who married her nephew seemed to have a very wealthy family. After all, her family was also invited by her aunt's family. , and her husband is superior to both her aunt and her husband in terms of position, and the family’s annual income is three to four times that of her husband. If she didn’t dress grandly when attending her nephew’s wedding, Mrs. Chen herself would feel embarrassed. .

So on the day she received the wedding invitation, Mrs. Chen took her husband and daughter to shop in clothing stores in Chiyoda District overnight. Finally, she gritted her teeth and spent tens of thousands to buy three sets for her family that she would definitely win. Top clothes.

They are all big international brands. Even if you attend the wedding of your husband's immediate boss, you won't lose any face. After these days of getting along with each other, Mrs. Chen has long seen clearly her aunt's nature. She is sure that she seems to be generous but is actually caring. My aunt definitely doesn't have the courage and courage like me, and is willing to spend so much money on a few sets of clothes that can only be worn a few times a year. There is really no one in my family who is lucky enough to marry a lady from a wealthy Japanese family and rent out several five-bedroom apartments every week. The nephew of a superior suite in a star hotel, but at least in the respect of respectability, he won by himself.

This is a war between middle-aged women. Although there is no sharp edge or blood, it is filled with swords and swords. What they pursue is social suppression and spiritual happiness.

Mrs. Chen took the lead and walked boldly and confidently, but she didn't expect that her husband would rush to the aunt's family first.

"Let me go, Lao Lu, you are so rich!" Director Chen rushed to his uncle and touched his suit, "LV's suit, this set is not cheap, I saw it in a magazine , is it a customized model?”

Mrs. Chen was stunned, and her eyes fell on her uncle. When she looked at the suit that looked obviously higher-end and stiffer than her husband's, and the eye-catching international logo, she felt like her eyes were being stabbed. one time.

What happened? That set of clothes seems to be more expensive than what my husband is wearing...?

Maybe you have prepared it in advance. Well, this situation is also very common. Prepare a set of clothes to meet various high-end social needs... In this way, it is not an exaggeration to have such an expensive set of clothes. I only buy one set. , not often worn anyway, as long as it is well maintained, it can be used for many years, and the other party's family conditions can also afford it. After all, when going out, a suit is a man's face, and my husband also has one or two very expensive ones in his wardrobe. Isn't it outrageous?

Although she said that she had taught her husband a lesson before, Mrs. Chen was not completely opposed to this behavior. She just felt that her husband should consult her opinion before buying it. After all, it was such a big expense.

Lu Mingze's family must be in the same situation. Lu Mingze's mother seems to be more powerful than herself. Her husband must have been scolded a lot for buying such expensive clothes. According to her personality, it is absolutely impossible for her to buy such expensive clothes for herself. clothes.

"Oh, Jia Jia's mother is dressed very young today." Aunt came up with a smile on her face and praised her sincerely.

"Oh, you are so polite..." Before Mrs. Chen could finish her polite reply, she saw her aunt with a radiant face walking up from behind her uncle.

"???" Mrs. Chen could no longer pretend to be calm. Her eyes widened when she looked at her aunt's outfit today.

what happened? what happened? This dress? There's something wrong with this dress...

"Fragrant... Chanel?" Mrs. Chen's tongue was a little tangled, "This suit of yours... is from Chanel?"

Mrs. Chen said something nonsense, the logo on the clothes was right there, she could see it at first sight.

"Yes... right." Auntie was not completely confident. After all, she herself had not recovered from the fact that the clothes she was wearing were worth more than 200,000 yuan.

"This suit... isn't cheap?" Mrs. Chen asked tentatively.

She asked nonsense again, because she knew in her heart that this brand of clothes was not cheap, and a skirt of this style cost at least tens of thousands of yuan.

"It's... not very cheap, right?" Auntie was also a little unconfident. After all, she didn't buy the clothes herself. If something was really wrong, she would be so embarrassed that she would want to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Perhaps seeing his wife's discomfort, the uncle quickly asked Director Chen for help: "Old Chen, you know better than me. Look at the clothes I'm wearing, the material and the pattern. There shouldn't be anything wrong with it, right?"

In fact, the uncle himself is not very confident, because the only way he knows about these brands is chatting with friends. At most, he goes to the store to look at them. In fact, he does not even have a partial understanding of them.

"Of course it's genuine. Feel the material and look at the pattern. How could it be fake?" Director Chen patted his uncle on the shoulder. "It couldn't be more genuine. I've always wanted to buy this, but the price is a bit high. Lao Lu, you're really generous!"

Mrs. Chen was startled. Since this piece of clothing is real, then the one on my aunt's body... is also real?

This kind of housewife who cares about food, rice, oil and salt is willing to spend tens of thousands on a big-name dress worth tens of thousands just to attend her nephew's wedding?

How could this be possible? Mrs. Chen found it difficult to accept.

"So, does this dress really cost tens of thousands?" Mrs. Chen still asked reluctantly.

The total amount of clothes for her whole family only amounted to so much, which was not an extravagant expense. She didn't believe that given the family conditions of her aunt's family, how could they be so extravagant?

"Yes... right." Auntie didn't know how to explain it. Mrs. Chen's expression was very familiar to her. This expression was somewhere between jealousy and suspicion.

Aunt was not unfamiliar with this expression. Whenever several housewives were chatting, there would always be one or two with such an expression. Aunt had also played such a role, so she knew very well that this emotion would become embarrassing if it went any further.

But how should I explain it to her? Should she tell her that this dress is actually worth more than 200,000 yuan, a figure that Mrs. Chen absolutely cannot accept, or should she just tell her that this dress was actually a gift from her nephew's fiancée's natal family, in which case Mrs. Chen will definitely check the price of the dress. And then it’s even harder to accept.

Because she doesn’t have a nephew who can wave her hand and give her more than 200,000 yuan in clothes. This is how people’s jealousy and comparison are. Things obtained by strength will make people envious and even jealous, but the pie falling from the sky makes people even more jealous. People get jealous and even go crazy.

If it were someone else, the aunt would not only be undisguised, but would also like to show off and ridicule the other party, but Mrs. Chen is different. She is Jiajia's mother and someone who may become her in-laws in the future, and she also kindly invites her. They went to Mingfei's wedding. If it was too tense at this time, how would the two families interact in the future?

"This dress is for walking..." The uncle was about to interrupt, but his aunt gave him a sharp look, and the middle-aged man with no family status immediately became speechless.

"What are you leaving for?" Mrs. Chen's eyes narrowed.

"I bought it by chance when I was visiting a relative. A relative owns this store. I bought it at a discount from her." My aunt didn't blush even if she told a lie. "But it's quite expensive after the discount, and I only wear this kind of clothes for a whole year." It won’t happen a few times, but adults always have something to prepare for, right? Who knows if something big like today will happen suddenly?”

"It turns out it's a discounted model. This dress is a big brand and rarely goes on sale. It's quite cost-effective to buy one at this discount price from a relative. There will always be times when you need it." After hearing what my aunt said, Mrs. Chen's His face improved a lot, "You adults all bought such expensive clothes, why did you also buy it for Narusawa? He is still so young, so he shouldn't need clothes of this quality, right? I bought one for our Jiajia. The set cost only eight to nine thousand yuan.”

Mrs. Chen's tone couldn't help but be a bit showy. The clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan were discounted, but they were actually similar to what she was wearing. She was not a loser, but she didn't believe that such a strict person as her aunt would spend money on her son. Spending thousands of dollars to buy a formal suit, how can a child need such a luxury item?

But she was willing to buy it for Jiajia. This is generosity, this is capital, and this is maternal love.

"Mom, you've changed." At this time, Lu Mingze walked out of the bathroom after changing his clothes. "I also searched for this set of clothes. Do you know how much they cost?"

Chapter 859 Nephew’s limelight

"It actually costs 10,000 US dollars. That's more than 60,000 RMB, right? It's really a bargain this time!" Lu Mingze came out of the locker room happily, holding up his mobile phone that was on the search page. It kept shaking.

How could he not be excited? There was no such expensive piece of clothing in the wardrobes of all of them in the dormitory.

And as far as Lu Mingze knew, even if there was a habitual pretentious criminal in his class who had a little money and liked to pick up girls, the clothes he usually wore were at least ten thousand or twenty thousand cheaper than the one he was wearing. Lu Mingze could imagine that after school started I will look very cool when I walk on campus wearing this suit. My classmates will look at me with envy. My senior and junior sisters will also look at me more. As for that annoying pretentious guy, he will probably be too angry to say anything. Lu Mingze was looking forward to the wonderful expression on that guy's face when the time came. Seeing how embarrassed he would be in wearing those substandard clothes in the future, hum!

Lu Mingze suddenly froze when he saw Jiajia's family, then looked at his aunt beside him, shrank his head, and fell silent... In front of his mother, he said dirty words in front of Jiajia's family, Lu Mingze Narusawa felt that he had a way to die.

However, unexpectedly, this time, her aunt no longer cared about Lu Mingze's swearing, but looked at Jiajia's mother cautiously. Lu Mingze saw her mother's strange behavior, and also looked at Jiajia's mother, and found that The woman was glaring at him with an indescribable expression. Her eyes almost popped out of her head. Several wrinkles appeared on her forehead, which was originally well maintained. There were also slightly pulsating veins in the corners of her eyes... This was What look?

Lu Mingze felt that this woman looked at him like a thief who had broken into her safe.

The clothes are close-fitting, whether it is uncle, aunt or Lu Mingze, whose length and width are almost the same. This means that the clothes can never be borrowed or rented, but can only be bought or even customized, because Chen The lady also caught a glimpse of the packaging box on the chair.

But how is this possible? How can this be?

Lu Mingze's words completely misunderstood Jiajia's mother. She thought that Lu Mingze's bargain hunting was because her aunt said that she bought clothes at a discount from relatives. Even if they were discounted in half, clothes with an original price of more than 60,000 yuan would cost at least more than 30,000 yuan. Dollars, right? Why are their families willing to buy such expensive clothes for their children?

Children's clothes are so expensive, and adults' clothes are even less likely to be cheap. So don't the total clothes for a family of three cost at least 100,000?

Just to attend a nephew's wedding? Did this nephew save their family's life?

"Oh, Lao Lu, you are really rich. You are willing to buy such good clothes for your son!" Director Chen looked at Lu Mingze's high-end suit and almost drooled with envy. "Balenciaga's suit is still custom-made. The money must be tens of thousands of dollars. Which relative of yours is in the luxury goods business? How much cheaper can I get to know you? I’ll treat you to a meal.”

"Actually..." The uncle hesitated and wanted to tell the truth. In fact, these clothes were sent by the family of his nephew's wedding partner, but his aunt pinched him hard on the waist. The family status is not that high. The man shut his mouth instantly.

"These clothes are being sold to us at a discount. In fact, their store is planning to close down." Auntie's skill in making up lies is top-notch. "I don't know if the business will continue in the future. If there is still a chance in the future, I will ask Lao Lu to contact Chen Chu on the phone. Changha.”

"That's great. I'll call you when the time comes. Even if we don't make a deal later, I'll definitely treat you to dinner." Director Chen was so happy that he didn't even notice his wife's drastically changed mood behind him.

"It's not too early. Mingze has finished. Hurry downstairs for dinner. Someone will drive to pick you up at six o'clock." The aunt didn't want to dwell on this topic too much, so she urged everyone, "Today is Mingfei's wedding. "It's not good to be late, the driver might arrive early."

I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was almost half past five. After quickly finishing breakfast in the restaurant, the group of people took the elevator downstairs.

Lu Mingze's room was located on the 48th floor of the Zhongcheng Building. It was actually quite early and there was no one in the elevator room on the 48th floor. But strangely, when the elevator came down from upstairs, there were already many people standing inside. And almost all of them were men wearing black suits with a red rose embroidered on their chests. They looked like they were going to a meeting or a funeral.

The aunt and others squeezed in, and the elevator reached the edge of full capacity. What was even weirder was that as the elevator went down, it stopped on many floors. There were almost all men in black suits like this outside the door. They were looking at When the elevator was full, everyone showed an annoyed expression, and some people kept mumbling, "If you don't get there early, you won't get a good seat" and "I heard that someone was guarding the door last night. "You are really desperate", "What if you don't work hard? Whoever misses this time will regret it for the rest of his life"... and so on.

With a "ding" sound, the number "1" lit up, and the elevator reached the first floor. The men in black dispersed in a hurry. Auntie's family and Director Chen's family walked out of the elevator with difficulty.

"I'm... I'm so squeezed against the wall that my back hurts." Lu Mingze almost burst out again, but fortunately he stopped in time. He touched his waistline that was so fat that it didn't even exist, and complained, "A few days ago There are not so many people going up and down the elevator, right? Why are the people in this building going out to escape today?"

"I heard they said they were going to occupy some position." Director Chen straightened out his suit, which was squeezed out of its folds. "Is there any big event in Tokyo today?"

"I don't know, are there any big stars coming?" The uncle scratched the back of his head. His Japanese level was quite limited and he didn't understand a few words at all.

"No matter what big star is coming, today is your nephew's wedding. Our family can't be absent, right?" the aunt reminded.

"I know, I know. Even if Jacky Cheung or Madonna comes, it's because the marriage is more important." The uncle said righteously, "I still know my priorities."

Mrs. Chen, on the other hand, held Jiajia and hung behind everyone, looking at her aunt and family with a faint look... To be precise, she looked at their expensive designer clothes, and rarely said a word.

As they walked towards the door of the building, Auntie suddenly remembered something.

"Have you kept that person's contact information?" Aunt asked uncle.

"Who is it?" As the uncle walked, he looked at his clothes in the mirror on the first floor of the building. He sighed in his heart that he was still so elegant and majestic. He was a little embarrassed before. It turned out that he never had a suitable clothes to match him.

"It's the one who delivered it to us...the one who said he would send a car to pick us up." Auntie reminded.

"Oh oh oh, why did you leave his phone number? Although I like to make friends, I wouldn't ask for someone's phone number when we meet for the first time. I heard that people in Japan are very different from us. Why do you ask for someone's phone number like this? People still think of you as a pervert." Actually, my uncle didn't expect this at all. He was so excited when he received the clothes that day that he just tried on his high-end suit and took pictures. He didn't have the nerve to ask for someone's phone number.

"If you don't leave a phone number, how are we supposed to contact them?" my aunt complained. "They won't be able to contact us even if they arrive. We can't just walk through the parking lot looking for every car. Maybe they didn't come to the parking lot to save money. I checked the parking lot outside, and it's 900 yen an hour. That's just rip-off!"

Nine hundred yen is forty-five yuan, and two hours of parking would be ninety yuan, which is their family's food expenses for the whole day. The monthly rent for a parking space in their community is only over one hundred yuan. If it is only used to park for two hours, my aunt will be heartbroken. No wonder it is said that it is difficult to survive in a big city. In addition to housing prices and household registration, these expenses are more expensive than in a small place like theirs.

"They can open such an expensive hotel for us. Are you worried that they can't afford the parking fee?" The uncle laughed.

"You don't understand the thoughts of rich people. I heard that many of them would rather wrong themselves for the sake of face." Auntie lowered her voice, "They open good rooms and give us good clothes. That's because they care about face. But you may be able to save money on small things at home. Rich people’s money doesn’t come from the wind. It’s heartbreaking to spend money frivolously.”

"That day I took a look at the person who gave us something. The clothes and watches he was wearing were all expensive brands. Do you think he wanted to save money and buy a three-bedroom apartment with two living rooms in a new community? It's a big house. I know a few rich people, and they are more informal when it comes to small money." My uncle comforted me, "Okay, okay, that's what you think. Isn't it a respect for someone to send a car to pick us up? This is a parking lot. There must not be many people there. Let's go to the parking lot and take a look at the most expensive cars. We'll be sure to find someone to pick us up in no time. Your husband, aside from other things, I'm quite proficient in cars. I can tell the price just by looking at a car. "

The aunt followed her uncle out of the building and to the parking lot with suspicion, but the next moment she was shocked, and the uncle beside her also stared wide-eyed.

Because there were too many people and cars coming and going, black Mercedes-Benz or Lexus cars came in and out of the parking lot. Each one was more expensive than my uncle’s small-displacement BMW 3 Series. The men in black After coming out of the building, he went straight to the parking lot, started the car skillfully and drove away quickly. The same situation was on the street. The black traffic even caused a small traffic jam on the main road.

"So you can still scan and find the person who is coming to pick us up?" Auntie glanced sideways at Uncle.

"This..." The uncle forced his respect, "But I can recognize at a glance that the prices of these cars are real... 400,000, 380,000, this car is beautiful, Panamera, 1.5 million!"

"It seems that there are really some activities in Tokyo today." Director Chen came to his uncle's side and looked at the dense black traffic. His eyes also fell on those expensive luxury cars. This is probably a common hobby of middle-aged men.

"Excuse me, are they Mr. Lu's family?" A deep male voice sounded beside him. A middle-aged man in black came to the uncles and others and asked in proficient Chinese.

"Ah, my surname is Lu, what is yours?" The uncle looked at the middle-aged man wearing a black kimono, a little unfamiliar. The uncle thought, in modern society, there are still people wearing such traditional kimonos?

"Well, my name is Miyamoto Eiji. The family has sent me down to greet Mr. Lu and his family." The middle-aged man named Miyamoto Eiji bowed to his uncle and others, revealing the indigo tattoo on his neck.

"It's Mr. Miyamoto." The uncle said in fear, and asked tentatively, "Where's the guy who delivered things to us last time? I thought he was also here to pick us up today."

"Today's occasion is more formal." Hideshi Miyamoto explained. "It's okay to run errands and deliver things to anyone, but he is not qualified enough to receive you."

"You can't say you're not qualified enough to pick someone up." The uncle said sincerely, "Big families have strict rules like this."

However, the uncle and aunt felt quite happy when people said this. At least it meant that they valued themselves. Whether it was a casual statement or the truth, at least saying it in front of Director Chen and his family gave them a lot of face and made them look good. Quite in place.

"The traffic in Tokyo is a bit congested today. Let's leave early." Eiji Miyamoto pointed to a black MVP with a Yasha pattern on the front of a car not far away. "If you haven't had breakfast yet, please go to the tea cart early." I’m all prepared, please come with me.”

"Oh, Maybach, this wedding car is really high-end. Is it the leading car in our area?" Director Chen looked at the black business car with a mountain-shaped logo. It is a Mercedes-Benz V250 Maybach version. It is the highest-end car at present. A seven-seater commercial vehicle.

"It's obvious that this boy has a good vision and has married a reliable wife." The uncle laughed and felt very proud.

"This car is to receive your friends, and the other one is to receive Mr. Lu and your family." Hideshi Miyamoto reminded. At the same time, a group of them came to the side of the Maybach business car and happened to see the people behind it. That car.

"I'll go!" Uncle and Director Chen said in unison.

The black car lies quietly behind the Maybach business car. Its lines are extremely elegant and noble. On the double R logo on the front hood is an iconic and noble statuette. Even people who don't know anything about cars can see it at a glance. This car definitely comes with a hefty price tag.

"How much does this car cost?" Aunt asked in a low voice, tugging on Uncle's sleeve.

"Rolls-Royce, haven't you heard of Rolls-Royce?" Uncle said calmly, "It's still the Rolls-Royce Phantom, the king of fighter jets. If this car is sold as a new car, it will be close to the same price. It’s tens of millions. Just renting it for a day would cost tens of thousands!”

"Hey, it's so expensive!" My aunt's eyes widened. In her eyes, the car turned into a luxury flat in the center of a first-tier city.

"Lao Lu, do you want to take the lead?" Director Chen stopped.

Chapter 860 Major Events in Tokyo Today

People like Director Chen would be intimidated by cars of this level. In their small coastal town, there were not many cars of this level throughout the year.

Even if it is rented, it is exaggerated enough. After all, this car is only used to pick up uncles and aunts, as well as the bride and groom, the best man and bridesmaid, and the bride's parents. Of course, the car they ride in cannot be lower than this car.

The uncle and aunt knew that their nephew's wife's family valued them, but they didn't expect that they valued them so much. It would be embarrassing to rent such an expensive car just for them. In fact, the Maybach business car had exceeded the uncle's expectations. He had originally I feel that bringing two Audi Jaguars or something like that will give me a lot of face. It's like mentally expecting the other party to hit a pair of Qs, but who knows that the other party will just dump a king bomb on you!

"Isn't this bad?" Aunt whispered in uncle's ear.

"What's wrong...their cars have already arrived. Even if we don't use them, we still have to pay for gas and so on." The uncle was still quite excited. He had never been in a Rolls-Royce in his life. Such a high-end car, not to mention the most luxurious model in Rolls-Royce.

If I get in the car, take a few photos, send them to the group, and post them on the circle of friends, wouldn't my friends be envious of me?

I remember last time a brother in the group posted a photo of him sitting in a Ferrari Roma. Although everyone knew that the car was definitely rented, my uncle admitted that he was envious. What he envied was the attention and compliments that guy received. Noise, but that car is basically a younger brother than the one in front of him, and he also has a dedicated driver to drive for him. His uncle can't imagine how happy he will be if he pretends to be out there.

After all, there are very few cars like this in the country, and it is difficult to rent one even if you don’t have a good rental relationship.

"It's not a matter of whether you drive or not." Auntie reminded her uncle, "The problem is that we took this car, what do you want Director Chen and his family to think?"

"Ah, it doesn't matter." The uncle still refused to give up the hard-won opportunity and argued with reason, "This is the car arranged for us by Mingfei. Mingfei is our nephew, nor their nephew. Isn’t this a matter of trying to get close to each other? Besides, the car arranged for them is a Maybach, and it’s very respectable, not bad at all!”

"Oh, why are you so slow? Director Chen may not think much about it, but Jiajia's mother may mind!" Auntie was a little anxious, "You men are rough-minded, but women are careful, so you know." It’s good to gain the limelight for us, but it’s not good to have too much limelight. Didn’t you notice that the mood in Jiajia Mama Cong’s hotel was not right?”

The uncle glanced at Jiajia's mother from the corner of his eye. Sure enough, as the aunt said, the woman's face was as green as iron.

"After all, they are guests invited by us. What should she think if we always use our nephews to overpower them?" Auntie advised her uncle in an orderly manner, "It makes people anxious, and she opposes Jiajia and Naringze in a fit of anger. what to do?"

When Lu Mingze was mentioned, his uncle suddenly came to his senses. He looked at the Rolls-Royce sedan with its exquisite paint and the word "luxury" written all over it. He also thought about his son's lifelong event and gritted his teeth and made a decision. Made a decision.

"Please bring such a good car here. Is it okay for us to share a car with my friend's family?" The uncle pointed at the Maybach business car and said to Miyamoto Eiji, "This car has seven seats. Yes, there are only six people in our family, including the driver. We have a good relationship, so we won’t feel bored talking on the road. "