Si Qing scolded low. Bo Yunli's reaction was much calmer, but he frowned slightly.
The two cars stopped slowly.
The sports car in front of them was sprayed with smooth lines of racing style.
Si Qing listened carefully to the man's car.
Modified.
The engine is burning money.
The buttons of rock's suit coat were open, the cuffs were rolled up and put on the window.
The appearance of local people in Z city is very standard, but it is still whiter and more exquisite than most people in Z city.
Plus this valuable outfit.
It's pretty scary.
He raised his chin and shouted at Bo Yunli and Si Qing: "it's a friend from China. The price in Z city is very high. Is there enough wallet? Not enough for me to lend you some?"
"Fuck, where did silly B come from?" Si Qing sneered.
He glanced at Wen Ni beside him. Wen Ni was clinging to her mobile phone with one hand and looked at the itinerary of tomorrow's business trip sent to her by her assistant.
In the next car, Sue was even more calm, leaning her head back and still closing her eyes.
Rock was a little stunned. Why was it different from what he imagined?
He is still waiting to see the embarrassment of these Chinese people after they are angered.
It's too calm.
Just about to speak, the mobile phone displays an incoming call reminder.
It's his Cher.
Anyway, he stopped the way and couldn't run away from the other side, so he stroked his hair calmly and answered the phone.
On Zhou Xueer's side, she sent the written manuscript to rock by e-mail, and then took the opportunity to call him.
Other writers have editorial docking, well-known writers have exclusive editors, and Zhou Xueer is directly responsible by the president.
No one in the whole lion publishing house has such special treatment.
When the phone was connected, she first pretended to say something about the manuscript. When she heard that Roark was preparing to meet with these Chinese people, she asked the question she wanted to ask most: "Mr. Luo, is Lin Zhan with them?"
"Lin Zhan? Oh, your blind date," said rock, glancing disdainfully at the opposite car. "No."
Zhou Xueer pursed her lips.
When she got up this morning, the first thing she did was to pick up her cell phone. She thought Lin Zhan must have gone crazy looking for her, but unexpectedly, there was no new news from Lin Zhan except a wechat sent by rock.
Shouldn't it?
What's more important than her?
He's not worried about her?
During the call, Si Qing tilted his forehead and kept looking at rock.
This greasy faced foreigner pretends to be B. He has definitely seen it.
Here, rock smiled at the evil spirit of the phone: "well, Xueer, I'll get down to business first and don't tell you first."
After hanging up the phone, rock looked at the two people opposite and said provocatively, "I can hear that your car has been refitted. How about a competition?"
As soon as he said he wanted to race, Si Qing made a 'ding' in his head.
Just say it looks familiar!
He looked at Bo Yunli and said in a strange tone: "I remember, this guy was the third runner up in F1 seven years ago."
Bo Yunli reacted coldly.
Rock laughed louder when someone across from him recognized him. He couldn't help it. He blamed himself for being too hot. He became famous in World War I seven years ago and won the third place.
That's a world-class F1 race. The third runner up is quite awesome.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "don't be afraid, I'll let you."
Si Qing really pinched his sweat when he heard the speech. Of course, it's not for himself, but for rock