Chapter 7

Why doesn't God thunder and kill this scum?

With this sad question, ye Xingchen parked his car in the parking lot in front of the "blue mansion".

The tenth floor of Lanyu building is the headquarters of star makeup.

Star makeup headquarters staff, about 100 people, set up production, marketing, logistics, property and public relations departments.

"It's a nice place. Wife, why don't you just use one floor and buy the whole building? "

After walking out of the elevator, the high-speed railway that bumpkins look around like going into the city has a heartfelt question -

there is no kitchen knife here, forget it.

Ye Xingchen bit his silver teeth to avoid the impulse to let the high-speed railway die in front of many employees.

Filled with anger, ye Xingchen forgot that some scum had known the value of the building for a long time. With the financial resources of Xingchen's makeup, it was a good fact that she could buy a floor.

"But there are a lot of pretty girls in your company. Just, why do they always look at me with different eyes? Don't they want to give you a green hat - "

with a bang, ye Xingchen's heavily closed door interrupts the high-speed railway's chirp.

In front of so many employees, he was turned away by his wife, which made the high-speed railway feel very shameful.

Especially after the beautiful girls around him, they all want to become geckos sticking on the wall, bypassing him to hide from the God of plague. The high-speed railway hears his man's dignity and wails.

More importantly, no matter which department the high-speed railway went to, no one paid attention to it. After that, he decided to go out for a walk.

Ding Dong, the elevator door opened.

Seven or eight long legged girls were just about to walk out, but when they saw the high-speed railway, they all closed their mouths and turned their eyes to the sky.

The high-speed railway sighed in the dark and flashed to the side.

Those girls are just like little cocks, holding their heads high and walking away quickly.

Let's just go, but also treat him as the air, and talk about it in a loud voice: "why is the king of soft rice back?"

"I thought he and Zhang Tian would be killed by a car outside."

Fortunately, the high-speed railway is open-minded, and will not have the same insight as the group of small 38, otherwise - hum.

The high-speed railway, which used to be popular among women, whether in xianglou or the ghost army, has been hit hard today. When walking alone on the street in the sun, I feel lonely.

Drop, drop!

Just when the high-speed railway began to doubt life, it caught a glimpse of a red shadow in the corner of its eye. With the harsh sound of the trumpet, it ran like a lightning.

Wocao, it's not the people of xianglou, is it?

When the high-speed railway core was thinking about something, it was hurt in spring and sad in autumn. Suddenly, it shot back, and a red sports car almost wiped his arm, rushed onto the sidewalk and stopped with a creak.

Morihan's intention to kill the high-speed railway is fleeting.

It's not xianglou's killer, but a 17-year-old girl.

The girl was wearing a blue wig, a heavy smoky make-up, and a black suspender skirt. Her collar was pulled under her shoulder, revealing half of the poor little rabbit. After stepping on the brake, she fell on the door and opened her mouth. Wow.

What's more, whose bear boy is this? He's drunk and dare to drive fast in downtown.

High speed rail secretly scolded a sentence, the girl raised her head, drunk eyes bleary looking at him, Chi Chi giggle a few times, raised her hand: "handsome, handsome, can you drive?"

Isn't that sarcasm?

Even if you can't eat, you have to be able to drive.

But the high-speed railway is not interested in dealing with this girl, frowned, just about to turn away, a pile of money, hit at his feet.

I'm afraid it's not three or four thousand.

"Help me drive to the foot of Huilong mountain. All the money is yours."

Although the bear child is young, he knows better than anyone that "money can make the devil push the mill.".

Driving on behalf of others.

If the high-speed railway agrees to give her contemporary driving, the money will be the cleanest sum of money he has made so far.

Clean money, no gain, no gain.

Without any hesitation, the high-speed railway stooped to pick up the money.

The girl sat on the co driver, started the car skillfully, and asked, "why go back to Longshan?"

"Racing."

The girl with the problem belched again and looked at the high-speed railway with a slanting eye. She disdained: "handsome guy, you drive like a six-year-old. But you've never driven such a good car in your life, have you

Looking at the dashboard, the high-speed railway said with a quiet smile, "it's just a bad looking F430 Ferrari. It's three million yuan. What kind of a good car is that?"

"Cut, you really can blow. But it's to my taste

The girl turned her lips, but stretched out her hand: "my name is Lin Wan'er. I'm called the first beauty in Castle Peak."

You're the first beauty in castle peak?

If you are the most beautiful woman in Castle Peak, all the men in castle peak will cry to death.For her sake, the high-speed railway didn't mean to hit her. She reached out and shook her hand: "high speed railway. Yushulinfeng's high, romantic and elegant iron

Lin Wan'er was stunned: "is there the word" high-speed rail "in the Idioms" Yushulinfeng "and" romantic and romantic "

"My name stands for these two idioms," the high-speed railway said faintly

"Well, you have a nose."

Lin Wan'er was very straightforward and gave a hiccup: "high speed rail, can you hurry up?"

"How fast do you want to go?" the high-speed railway asked

Lin Wan'er sneered contemptuously: "how fast can you drive?"

Woo!

Red Ferrari, in just seven or eight seconds, turned into a red lightning.

"Ah, ah!"

When Lin Wan'er, who thought that he was going to be killed by the car several times, became hoarse with the wind's tearing scream, the car creaked and stopped at the foot of Huilong mountain.

She immediately opened the door and jumped down. Putong fell on his knees and spat.

Her reaction has long been expected by the high-speed railway.

I don't know the height of the bear child, driving a sports car onto the sidewalk, think he is Schumacher?

The name of Huilongshan is very domineering, but the scenery is very bad. What's more, because of the precipitous road of Panshan, few cars go from here in broad daylight.

Not far ahead, there were many people and dozens of sports cars.

Most sports cars have foreign license plates.

High speed rail got it.

This is a "natural" racetrack for rich children like Lin Wan'er to race here.

Several young people in fashionable clothes ran over: "sister Wan'er, how did you come here? Come half an hour later and you'll be disqualified from racing. You can shoulder the responsibility of whether we Qingshan players can win the fourth Qingshan auto God Grand Prix. "

The 4th Qingshan cheshen Grand Prix?

At this speed, just after one hundred and six, Lin Wan'er spat out, and even shouldered the heavy responsibility of whether Qingshan could win the first place?

The high-speed railway was stunned for a moment, and then it was dumbfounded.

his smile has not yet converged. A silver haired girl, with her hands pinching her waist, "Hello, is that woodlouse smile?"

High speed rail is not laughing.

He wanted to smack the child -

"sister Wan Er, who is he?"

A boy with earrings came to Lin Wan'er, who finally got up, took her arm and complained in a low voice: "how did you come?"

"I forgot that there was an important activity today. Last night I drank with Xiao Si until dawn. If you hadn't called me -- "

when Lin Wan'er raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, his eyes suddenly brightened and he looked at the high-speed railway:" he, he is a racing expert I hired with a lot of money. "

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