"A car just for getting around… You're not saying you lack ambition, are you?"
"Right, right, I think when buying a car, it doesn't have to be like Zhang Na's boyfriend's—about a million for a luxury vehicle—at least get a mid-range car for around two hundred thousand. That way, when you drive it out, you won't lose face. If you're talking about cars that cost just over a hundred thousand or even just tens of thousands, even if someone offered to let me drive one for free, I wouldn't want it."
Song Xiaoru cleared her throat, saying, "Well then, I'll just go ahead and buy a car around two hundred thousand later."
"Sigh, it's a nice thought, but with our salaries, who knows which year of the monkey or the month of the horse we'll be able to afford a car. We can only hope to marry into a good family, and among us, Xiaoru has the best chance—she's pretty, has a good figure, and her personality is beyond reproach."
