1203: C1203 6 Million Dollar Taxi

C1203 6 Million Dollar Taxi

"Hey, Zeng Yuanfeng, I'm afraid you've made a mistake this time!"

"The young big brother isn't some poor loser."

"Little big brother, you are being serious."

"He opened the 500-6 million dollar Bentley Mulsanne Speed and brought Zhaoxue here!"

"Well, it's my little brother's Bentley Mulsanne, Speed."

"Right now, it's parked in the outdoor parking lot below the hotel."

"If you don't believe me, then look for yourself!"

As she spoke, Juan Juan pointed to the window and teased.

"What did you say, Bentley Mulsanne Speed?!"

Hearing Juan's words, Zeng Yuanfeng's expression changed.

Zeng Yuanfeng was a car enthusiast himself.

With all kinds of luxury cars, super sports cars are very concerned.

And before this, the Bentley Mulsanne that Juan Juan had mentioned earlier was the real one.

It was the latest Bentley, a flagship limousine.

Not long ago, he, Zeng Yuanfeng, showed off to his friends.

Someone who could drive such a car must be a rich and powerful man!

But now, this Jun Juan actually said that Zhang Xiaofann would have this car?

Thinking of this —

Zeng Yuanfeng quickly walked to the window and looked down.

Right below the window.

It was clear to see that the body of a car was a sapphire blue and a silver-gray.

The noble spirit of the irrepressible, Bentley Mulsanne Sed.

All of a sudden, Zeng Yuanfeng's old face looked like he was opening a dyeing workshop.

Sometimes green, sometimes white.

At this moment, Zeng Yuanfeng couldn't help but think about what happened before.

He mocked Zhang Xiaofann with his own words of ridicule.

Right now, these were originally words to attack and mock Zhang Xiaofann.

It was as if they had all turned their guns on him.

One after another, the silent slaps landed heavily on Zeng Yuanfeng's face.

It caused his face to alternate between green and red …

"Cluck, cluck, cluck …"0

Zhou Zhaoxue covered her mouth and giggled when she saw Zeng Yuanfeng in such a miserable state.

"Zeng Yuanfeng, what did you say just now?"

"You mean we took a taxi?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk …"

"Why don't you find me a Bentley for 5 to 6 million?"

At this moment, Zeng Yuanfeng's face was burning.

In his heart, he was about to curse!

Mother sells criticism, is not a person, extremely is not a person.

You said that since you are so rich, you have already opened the 500-6 million skill book for the Bentley Mulsanne.

What are you playing at here, playing the pig to eat the tiger, you have nothing better to do than to wear the Mattes Bunway!

There's a lot of stuff going on in the city, I want to go back to the countryside!

However, at this moment, Zeng Yuanfeng felt like his face had been slapped by Zhang Xiaofann.

However, he didn't want to lose face in front of Zhang Xiaofann like this.

But for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

In the end, he could only moan under his nose like a mosquito.

"Hmph …" Isn't it just a 5- 6 million year old Bentley Mulsanne Speed? "

"What's so surprising about that?"

"I also haven't seen your car. It has one drum wheel and one rearview mirror more than the others!"

"What are you pretending to be a big tail wolf for?"

"What are you trying to act cool for? "Is that interesting!?"

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