Chapter 556

Lu Feng didn't want to eat. He talked to Mr. Feng. Everyone's goals are the same, but others don't matter. When Lu Feng came, he thought about starting funds.

I thought Lao Feng's family was so rich, but it still needs tens of millions?

After reading the painting, Lu Feng already knew that everyone was only taking advantage and unwilling to suffer losses.

Feng Zhiyao also crossed the circle of the rich second generation in Xiangjiang and knew a group of brothers. However, he had less contact recently. He returned to the living room and made a few calls to determine the situation in the evening.

"They have a racing game tonight." Feng Zhiyao put down the phone and said to Lu Feng, "are you going?"

"How old are these people?" Lu Feng asked.

"I'm in my twenties. I'm older. These rich CHILDES, a little older, are busy with their careers. I don't play with them much. Sometimes they are childish." Feng Zhiyao's words don't look up to them.

Lu Feng asked. He already knows something about these rich second generation. They are a group of restless young people who have little experience. Some are even at the end of puberty.

They are all big children.

"Go!" Lu Feng thought for a moment and said, "but I have to prepare. I'll change my clothes. You can lend me your car and buy something."

"Brother Feng, what are you going to buy?" Feng Zhiyao wondered.

"Go out and have a look!" Lu Feng took the key and drove out of the door. First, he went to the clothing store, picked out a business suit and leather shoes for himself, went to the barber's, went to the department store, bought a leather bag, a pile of fake car keys, and some messy things, all stuffed into the bag.

"You are young, then I'll be a big brother." Lu Feng took a look at his clothes. He really can't play with cars, otherwise it's easier to get close in the name of playing with cars.

After refusing Mr. Feng's family dinner, Lu Feng simply took a bite of rice, got in Feng Zhiyao's car and set off.

On Panshan road in Lantau, young people often come to cheer in sports cars. They are usually in groups. The roar of sports cars resounds through the valley and catch up with each other. Neither side is satisfied. Naturally, it is a fight.

Since the 1960s and 1970s, Xiangjiang's economy has soared. Groups of young people on these Panshan roads have run with girls. It's getting dark. Before entering the mountain, a Jaguar sports car has directly exceeded the accelerator. Then a hand is stretched out from the window and gestures with a little thumb.

"Shit!" Feng Zhiyao was obviously angry and said to Lu Feng nearby, "do you want to do him?"

"Be calm." Lu Feng said to him, "you said it. It's a group of naive ghosts who play this."

Feng Zhiyao nodded and continued to drive safely. At the entrance of the mountain road, there were seven or eight sports cars, from well-known sports cars such as Porsche 911 to niche sports cars such as Aston Martin Le Mans.

Next to the car stood several young people, some of whose faces were full of childishness, and next to them were seven or eight girls, wearing shorts and wrapped around their breasts. They looked very attractive.

These women are still tall. Lu Feng glanced at them and muttered, "I'm not old, and I like driving big cars."

"Ah?" Feng Zhiyao didn't understand.

"It's all right."

The car stopped. Feng Zhiyao got off the car. A man in his twenties came over and said happily, "brother Yao, you haven't come out for a long time?"

"Let me introduce you. This is the young master of Sun Hung Kai, brother Yao. We used to play together. We thought that Yongfeng group had few flowers and brought female stars here. He was overtaken by him. At that time, the grandson drove a 12 cylinder Ferrari."

"Brother Yao is good."

"Brother Yao!"

Everyone greeted him one after another, but these young men didn't look very friendly at him. They preferred challenges. Now they are full of hostility and no one is satisfied.

Lu Feng stood aside, dressed up as a businessman. Everyone present had noticed him and didn't ask. He thought he was an insignificant figure.

"Brother Yao, why did you bring the housekeeper without a horse?"

The crowd looked at Lu Feng and smiled.

"Let me introduce you. This is not a housekeeper." Feng Zhiyao introduced to Lu Feng: "Lu Feng, from the mainland, chairman of Jiafeng electronics, he wants to see it today."

"This is my friend Yezai who used to play with cars. We all call him Yezai, because playing with cars is wild." Feng Zhiyao introduced others. He doesn't know most of the people here. This circle changes quickly. He may not play in two or three years. After all, he has to inherit his family business.

"Hi!" several girls nearby waved to Lu Feng.

These girls are different from these childish second generations. They know very well that taking Lu Feng is a long-term meal ticket. Today, he drives himself out and has a good time. He gives some money. He blows the wind at the top of the mountain and may know other girls tomorrow.

When they saw Lu Feng's style like his father's, they immediately resented it. Their family basically didn't support playing with cars.

Wild boy politely said two words, and the others ignored Lu Feng at all.

"Let's go up the mountain first?" Feng Zhiyao didn't run for a long time, but his heart was still itchy.

"Go up the mountain first. I asked someone to pull a container up and prepare champagne." wild boy said excitedly, "we must hi tonight. This mountain is ours tonight."

Everyone was excited and screamed constantly. Lu Feng was embarrassed to listen. Are young people like this?

After getting on the car, a walkie talkie was put on the car, and then a sports car made a low roar and sped towards the mountain. Can you hear the screams of girls and the excited roars of boys in the walkie talkie.

Feng Zhiyao has passed that age and is also taking care of Lu Feng. The speed is not fast. The turning speed is less than 90 yards, but Lu Feng already feels uncomfortable in the car.

"Brother Yao, hurry up. You're a snail. You still step on the brake after a bend?"

"Brother Yao is too old to drive. Ha ha ha."

"Put a horse in his car and run absolutely fast!"

All kinds of messy sounds came from the walkie talkie. Halfway through the car, suddenly a car rushed out next to it. It was Jaguar who had just overtaken at the foot of the mountain. The other party sped away with one foot on the accelerator.

"Lose your old mother!" Feng Zhiyao was completely angry. He stepped on the accelerator and got off the car. The explosive power of the twelve cylinder engine made Lu Feng stick directly to the seat.

"Slow down! Slow down!" Lu Feng shouted.

"Lose it, someone is overtaking!" the walkie talkie also shouted.

Then the Jaguar overtakes all the way and rushes towards the top of the mountain. There are more foul words in the walkie talkie. A line of eight cars rush towards the top of the mountain. Several turns are close to the roadside, which is really exciting.

At this moment, Lu Feng realized that he had a young man's body, but the young man's blood surging had long been away. They were driving and listening to the roar of the engine. The whole person was too excited to himself. Even a overtaking could make them feel that they were provoking themselves.

Twenty minutes later, the Jaguar stopped at the peak parking lot. A young man in a flower shirt in his twenties was smoking. He saw other people's cars coming one after another with a trace of disdain on his face.

Wild boy got out of the car. His face was black with anger. He pointed to each other with his hand and shouted, "what are you doing? Pick something up?"

"Hey, isn't it? Just you garbage come to Lantau?" the other party smoked and scanned several girls. "Why is there a girl in the car? The car is too light and afraid of taking off?"

"One more lap!"

"Your car is too rubbish. It's useless to run many laps. You can play with horses when you come out. Don't say you're playing with cars." the other party said, threw the cigarette butts on the ground and turned around in situ. It's natural and unrestrained to go down the mountain.

A young man refused, walked towards his car and shouted; "I refuse to accept it and run around with him."

Lu Feng couldn't help but say, "the car can't work. It's useless to run many laps. Moreover, the downhill road runs too fast and can't stop. It's easy to fall down the mountain."

Feng Zhiyao also said, "yes, why do you buy this gas? Go back and change the brake."

"What a good car?" the young man stood there and shouted, "what car do you want? I'll buy it tomorrow."

"Lamborghini!" said Lu Feng.

"What kind of car is a Lamborghini?"

It's normal that they don't know about Lamborghini. Lamborghini was established in the 1960s, but there hasn't been a good car until a car called ghost came out a few years ago!

"The car that just came out is not very expensive. It's five million yuan, but it's limited." Yezai thought, and he still heard a little about the brand.

"Money can't buy it?" the young man was worried.

"I can't buy it. It seems to be made by hand. Shit, I'll go out to borrow a car tomorrow. I don't believe it. I can't run a broken Jaguar!"

"Do you want to borrow a car?" Lu Feng looked at him and said, "I have some cars. It's no use buying them. I keep them all the time. If you want to play, you can lend them to you, but young people are a little less angry."

Lu Feng said, took his bag and poured half his car key on the hood.

"I... NIMA!!" Feng Zhiyao looked at these multi car keys and stared at Lu Feng. He didn't know when brother Feng got the prop.

These young people have a little money, but there are two more sports cars at home. In fact, there is only one. They have money at home, but they don't support it.

"I was young too. At that time, my family had some money and bought several cars, most of which were in the mainland." Lu Feng looked indifferent, as if it was a very daily thing for him.

"By the way, these cars are still almost the same as that Jaguar. I had a number one in the mainland, and young people should look like young people." Lu Feng said to the crowd, "although you can't be too rash, you can't be too timid!"