Chapter 77

"Ze, who is this guy? Is it reliable?"

Looking at Chen Liang on the phone over there, a young man held his arm and was seriously skeptical.

There are so many cars here, and only a few can compare with Pang Yanwu's 12 cylinder Massa. This guy looks ordinary. Can he really take out a better car?

Qiu Ze didn't speak. In fact, he didn't have a spectrum in his heart, but the other party was kind-hearted, and he couldn't refuse. Whether he could succeed or not, he always saw the car first. It's really not possible. He can only take a chance to drive his own car.

"Whether it's reliable or not, we don't have a better way now. We should try to be a live horse doctor. That man doesn't look like joking with us."

Another young man said objectively.

Pang Yanwu.

"Brother Wu, Qiu Ze, they seem to have found it."

A group of people are also whispering.

Pang Yanwu stared over there, his eyebrows and eyes were wild and his smile was publicized.

"What if he finds out? Without evidence, he can only eat Coptis! Father son Bureau... Ha ha!"

He looked happy. He seemed to feel that the game was secure. He raised his hand and patted Liao Zifan on the shoulder.

"Xiao Fan, you did a good job."

Just now he went up to the father and son bureau to attract Qiu Ze's attention, and then Liao Zifan took the opportunity to touch the ghost.

"Brother Wu, it should be. Qiu has always been so arrogant. He should have learned a lesson long ago."

Liao Zifan sneered.

He just wanted to expand his contacts. According to his original intention, he didn't want to offend anyone in this circle, but Zheng Zishan's accident tonight undoubtedly stimulated him.

He hasn't settled the loss of more than 400000 yuan in the last live broadcast. When new hatred and old hatred are added together, Liao Zifan is a little unable to maintain his reason.

"Zishan, does your brother have a car?"

Guan asked suspiciously.

Zheng Zishan shook her head and looked at Chen Liang who was still on the phone.

"I don't know..."

In her impression, her cousin should have no car, but it's not clear if she suddenly bought a car. After all, she didn't live with her cousin, and it's impossible for her cousin to report to her when he bought a car.

"This is a car race. Do you see these cars around? They are all luxury super cars. If ordinary family cars come by instead of walking cars, I'm afraid it's only..."

Zhang Lina looked worried and didn't go on.

Although she doesn't know Chen Liang, she also knows that Chen Liang must be these rich and young people who can't be compared.

"Zishan, why don't you persuade brother Chen Liang? There's no need to meddle..."

She pushed Zheng Zishan's arm, worried that Chen Liangqiang would come out, but she made a fool of herself.

Zheng Zishan also felt that it was impossible for her cousin to find a car that could compete with these super runners. Under the persuasion of Zhang Lina, she walked towards Chen Liang.

It happened that Chen Liang finished calling.

Naturally, he called Gu Hengbo and persuaded the other party to send the car. It was also thanks to him that he went to attend Duan Zhongjun's trial today. He took the company's car and left the car key at home.

"Brother."

Zheng Zishan came over and stopped talking.

"It's all right. My friend will bring the car later."

Chen Liang put down his cell phone and smiled.

Oriental Ginza is not far from Kowloon Bay, and the traffic on the bus at night is no more than that during the day. If there is no accident, the time should be in time.

Zheng Zishan didn't know the inside story. She was still thinking about how to say it so as not to hurt her cousin's self-esteem. She bit her lower lip and said politely, "brother, we're here to see the game. There's no need to meddle. Qiu Ze's car is broken, but his friend doesn't have a car. You don't need to lend him a car."

In general, Chen Liang would not meddle, but the father son bureau is no better than others. It is about human dignity and personality. He has a good impression of the young man named Qiu Ze and doesn't want to see him so humiliated.

"Shanshan, didn't you hear them say that their cars can't compare with that Martha."

Zheng Zishan is dying.

Porsche and Ferrari can't compete. Can your car compete?

Of course, it's her cousin after all. Zheng Zishan is in a hurry, but she still takes care of Chen Liang's face.

"Brother, although I don't know about cars, the car racing is not completely just about the performance of the car? The driver's driving skills must also be very important. Even if Qiu Ze drives his friend's car, he won't necessarily lose. Let's see if the race is bad?"

Chen Liang smiled, a little stubborn.

"But I've already called my friend. He's driving out now. I can't let her drive back."

Zheng Zishan was helpless, but her cousin still couldn't understand it, and she couldn't go on.

"Brother, is this your friend's car or your own car?"

Chen Liang pondered.

He can hide the image spokesman of the poverty competition, but he can't hide the car. As long as he doesn't completely cut off contact with these relatives, he will know sooner or later.

"It's my own car."

He said frankly.

"Brother, did you buy a car? When did you buy it?"

"Not long ago."

Chen Liang was vague.

Although she felt that her cousin would certainly be able to afford a car of the level of 200000 or 300000, Zheng Zishan was more or less curious, and then asked, "brother, what car did you buy?"

"Konisek."

Chen Liang replied lightly.

As the world's top limited super run, konisek's rarity is naturally much higher than that of almost everyone's well-known luxury brands, such as BAOSHIJIE Lamborghini. I'm afraid nine of them have never heard of it, let alone blind cars like Zheng Zishan.

"Konisek..."

She said a silent word, and then smiled awkwardly and politely.

"The name is quite foreign. Is it a foreign brand?"

Chen Liang smiled and nodded.

"Well, Swedish."

"Oh."

Zheng Zishan nodded stupidly. She didn't know that this brand had created world records one by one.

Persuasion failed, and she came back.

"How's it going?"

Zhang Lina immediately asked, "did brother Chen Liang promise to ignore it?"

Zheng Zishan shook her head and sighed helplessly.

"My brother has asked his friend to drive."

"Zishan, what kind of car is your brother?"

Guan asked curiously.

"What's his name... Konisek, a Swedish car. Have you heard of it?"

Guan Guan, who knew nothing about cars better than Zheng Zishan, immediately shook his head, "No. I only know that Wuling Hongguang seems to be very powerful."

Next to Zhang Lina, she frowned slightly, and her eyes showed the color of thinking.

"Why does this car sound familiar? I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."