Financial freedom begins in Vietnam

Chen Junhe slowly parked his car next to the motorcycle team, rolled down the window, and waved.

"Xinchao, are you a motorcycle club?"

The motorcyclists all turned to look at Chen Junhe.

Upon seeing that Chen Junhe was driving a Mercedes, the rider on the motorcycle closest to Chen Junhe opened his helmet visor and responded in a friendly manner.

"Xinchao, are you interested in this?"

This is the effect of Chen Junhe driving this car. With a luxury car under his body, he can at least avoid the wealth gap with those who ride imported high-displacement motorcycles.

No matter where you are in this world, you should respect the clothes first and then the person.

If you want to interact with people from a certain social class, you need to possess the resources or credentials that that class should have.

Luxury cars and mansions are both included in this category.

"Your motorcycles look really unique. What brand are they?"

Chen Junhe carefully examined the motorcycles in the entire convoy and found that they were quite different from ordinary Honda Yamaha motorcycles.

The motorcycles in this convoy have a more stable and imposing appearance, with many featuring dual or quad exhaust pipes, giving them a somewhat aggressive look.

"This is a Ducati street bike..."

Chen Junhe glanced at the traffic light ahead; it seemed the light was about to change.

I quickly took out my phone, added the other person as Zalo, exchanged names, and said I'd contact them when I had time.

The other person has a common Vietnamese name, Nguyen Minh Hue.

After Chen Junhe and the other party exchanged contact information, the red light ahead turned green.

Ruan Minghui put his mask on, waved to Chen Junhe, and roared away behind the motorcycle convoy.

Chen Junhe also stepped on the gas and passed the traffic light.

After crossing this intersection, it's not far from the National University of Hanoi.

Because it's near the school.

The motorcycles here drive even slower.

Because cars require a lot of space, Chen Junhe could only move slowly behind the motorcycle.

This is also why Chen Junhe was interested in Ruan Minghui and his group earlier.

If we disregard factors like intense sun exposure, riding a motorcycle is still more convenient.

If you're riding a motorcycle, you can easily squeeze through the gap in no time.

There's absolutely no need to be stuck behind the flow of motorcycles and slowly inching forward.

I don't know what happened today, but it took him more than ten minutes to travel a distance of less than 2 kilometers.

When Chen Junhe drove into the National University of Hanoi, Pei Thi Rong and the others had been waiting in their dormitory for quite some time.

Today's trip is entirely about being with family.

Perhaps because she had eaten too much dog food last night, Li Shimeixiang did not come over to be a third wheel.

Only Bui Thi Dung and Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc stood downstairs in the dormitory building.

Both of them were wearing simple T-shirts and denim shorts.

However, Pei Shi Rong's figure was just too good; her long legs almost reached Ruan Huang Ming Yu's chest.

They saw Chen Junhe's car slowly driving up.

Both Bui Thi Dung and Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc wore joyful smiles.

"Brother~~"

A sweet voice with a lingering tone is very effective for being coquettish.

Since their relationship had progressed to this point, Chen Junhe no longer needed to get out of the car to greet them. He simply unlocked the car door, and Pei Shirong and the others got in the car on their own.

With Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc joining them, Pei Thi Rong sat down in the back seat with her.

"Brother, where are we going now?"

Pei Shirong's smiling face appeared next to Chen Junhe from the armrest box.

Chen Junhe turned his head and glanced at the pretty face that was fair with a hint of pink.

Pei Shirong went straight up to him and kissed Chen Junhe for a long time, oblivious to everyone else.

"Brother He, I want one too."

Just as Pei Shirong sat back down, her face flushed, Ruan Huangmingyu took her place, wrapped her arms around Chen Junhe's neck, and kissed him deeply.

After a while.

Ruan Huangmingyu's upper body was in Chen Junhe's arms, and she was almost lying on the armrest. Her eyes were watery as she looked up at Chen Junhe's face.

"Brother He, I'm feeling a little unwell."

Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc's eyes were a little dazed, as if she had been stirred by some feeling from the deep kiss just now.

She was originally a rather lively person.

He speaks frankly and directly.

Now that she has made her relationship with Chen Junhe clear, she has no reservations and expresses her thoughts directly.

"Brother, how about we go to the dorm? Ah Xiang and Ah Fang aren't here."

Pei Shirong has also matured a lot. Seeing this situation, she knew that Chen Junhe was not able to drive, so she directly offered an effective suggestion.

Chen Junhe held the somewhat limp Ruan Huangmingyu in his arms, then turned to look at Pei Shirong, whose face was as beautiful as a peach blossom.

An unusual feeling spread throughout the car.

It felt like several days had passed since we last saw each other.

If the campus weren't so crowded and it weren't so hard to find a secluded spot, Chen Junhe would definitely have stepped on the gas and driven to a quiet place for an in-depth conversation.

Dormitory management in Vietnam is not as strict as in China.

Chen Junhe entered Pei Shirong's dormitory with great ease.

"Brother He, this is my bunk, and this is Arong's bunk. Which bunk do you prefer?"

After climbing the stairs for a while, Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc seemed to have recovered a little.

After turning around and locking the dormitory door tightly, she smiled and pointed to the two beds, letting Chen Junhe choose.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Junhe grabbed her and placed her on the table under the bed like a chick.

"Haha, Ah Rong, save me..."

Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc did not expect that Chen Junhe would choose C directly from the options A and B.

Pei Shirong, standing to the side, stared in disbelief at Chen Junhe's actions.

The only thought swirling in her mind was that her brother really didn't have any requirements regarding his environment.

Seeing Ruan Huangmingyu's eyes suddenly glaze over, he knew that this matter couldn't be resolved before nightfall.

Pei Shirong quickly sent a message to Li Shimeixiang, who had made plans to go out for dinner with her fellow villager, asking her to return to the dormitory later.

Before he could put his phone down, Chen Junhe pulled him away.

......

"Landlord, welcome back again. Your girlfriends are all very beautiful."

By the time Chen Junhe brought Bui Thi Dung and Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc to Paul's shop, it was already past 8 p.m.

Both women, thoroughly pampered, radiated beauty and displayed stunning radiance.

They each took one arm around Chen Junhe's left and right, curiously examining the fashion designer brand store.

Paul looked at Bui Thi Dung and Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc with admiration, but his attention was more focused on Bui Thi Dung.

As a fashion designer, I always tend to favor taller customers.

Although Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc has excellent body proportions, she is unfortunately lacking in overall height.

This height is very convenient for Chen Junhe, because he can carry him around all the time.

However, for Paul, this physique could not fully showcase the characteristics of the clothing he designed.

However, as a fashion designer, knowing how to create outfits for customers with different characteristics is also one of their basic skills.

"Landlord, ladies, let's go to the studio so I can recommend the most suitable outfits for you."