Chapter 11 (1/2)

morning.

The whole happy community, a quiet, most people are like did not wake up quietly busy, ready to repeat yesterday's life.

Suddenly,

”Boom... Boom...”

The surging and bloody sound burst out in the neighborhood.

Countless residents, curious to go out of the window, curious to look out.

”It's bad!”

Seeing the blue and white Bugatti downstairs, these people exclaimed in amazement. In an instant, they came to the spirit and quickly took out their mobile phones.

But when they took out their mobile phone, the car downstairs couldn't even see the tail lights.

Happy community gate, is a broad road.

At this time, the road, back and forth are full of busy pedestrians and vehicles.

A blue and white Bugatti, a beautiful float rushed to the street, into everyone's sight.

Then, the sound of brake and exclamation come and go!

”This is Bugatti? What a mess

”Tens of millions of superrunners! How rich it is

”This is the second generation of rich family who has come out to tease girls again!”

”Fuck! I almost ran into it. I was scared to death! ”

……

Although they are not sure what type of Bugatti is next to them, they know that as long as it is Bugatti, there will be no cheap one. If they touch it carelessly, they will lose their fortune!

Not far ahead.

Inside a black BMW 5 series.

Fan Yunhai is driving, with Zhao fei'er, who is sitting in the co driver's seat, driving slowly on the road.

”Phil, I've arranged for your internship. I'll just take a job in my father's company. I don't have to do anything. I'll give you full marks for your internship at that time!” Fan Yunhai drives the car with one hand and says to Zhao fei'er with a smile.

Wearing a white shirt and a shawl with long hair, Zhao fei'er said with a smile, ”thank you so much.”

”Hey! Tell me what, thank you! What's our relationship? I tell you, as long as you choose brother, you will never waste your youth like when you call that poor man. In the future, brother will promise you what you want! ”

Zhao fei'er sighed helplessly: ”who let you chase me so late?”

Fan Yunhai turned to look at Zhao fei'er's perceptual buttock skirt and two slender thighs, and said with a smile: ”let's find a hotel to rest?”