Chapter 283：

Sure enough...

After he stopped the car, the window of the Lamborghini Mavericks dropped, and a girl with red hair was sitting in the driving seat.

Seeing her gesturing towards herself, Lin Xian rolled down the car window and frowned, "What's the matter?"

Seeing Lin Xian, the red-haired girl's eyes lit up slightly, and she glanced at the Ferrari body again, and said with a smile: "Handsome guy, the car is good. This is the first time I saw the 812 in Jinling."

"Thank you!"

Lin Xian replied indifferently, his tone was indifferent, he was very cold

The red-haired girl was not angry because of his attitude, but instead invited: "Handsome guy, are you interested in running a lap?"

"Not interested!

"Don't tell me!"

The red-haired girl would be wrong and explained: "Don't worry, it's not a wild field. The stadium is absolutely formal, fully equipped, and equipped with an emergency medical room. Moreover, there are rewards for winning!"

After all, the red-haired girl smiled meaningfully.

People can't help but think about the so-called rewards.

"Sorry, I'm really not interested."

After Lin Xian said, he rolled the car window.

At this time, the green light was on, and as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, he quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

"I'm going, it's so cold!"

After the red-haired girl muttered a word, she took out her mobile phone unwillingly.

The other person should be only eighteen or nine years old. Since they are haunted in Xianlin University City, they are most likely to be students here.

It just so happens that she also has a friend studying here.

In fact, the circle of wealthy people is very small and can afford a Ferrari 812. It is easy to ask if the value is at least hundreds of millions.

Soon, the call was connected.

The red-haired girl drove with one hand and asked with the phone in the other: "Sister Wan Jing, I have something to ask you!"

"What's wrong, Xiaowan?"

"I just met a little brother driving a Ferrari 812, the license plate number is LX512, do you know?" the red-haired girl asked.

After a few seconds of pondering on the other side of the phone, he replied: "I know, but not familiar, why?"

Hearing that the other party knew him, the red-haired girl named Xiaowan suddenly said excitedly; "What else can I do, I rarely meet a Ferrari 812, of course it is a lap! Sister Wan Jing, you help me make an appointment with him, okay? Right?"

"I will try, after all, I am not familiar with it, and there is no guarantee that he will agree!\"

"Hehe, thanks to Sister Wanqing, I will invite you to dinner tomorrow night! After all, Xiaowan hung up the phone contentedly.

In the car.

Zhang Mengyao turned her head and said with a faint smile, "Why didn't you agree just now?"

"I said, there are mysterious rewards!"

Lin Xian smiled and said, "It's hard for me to believe what a sand sculpture said."

"Oh? That means, if the other party is a normal beauty, you agree?" Zhang Mengyao narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

Hehe.

The focus of women is always so unique.

Lin Xian closed his mouth and stopped talking.

At this time, it is useless to say anything, because a girl will pull you into her area of ​​expertise, and then use her rich experience to defeat you.

Seeing him not speaking, Zhang Mengyao snorted.

Ten minutes later, Ferrari stopped steadily in front of the Shangri-La Hotel.

"You really brought me to the hotel?"

Zhang Mengyao glanced at the door of the hotel, and said with a vigilant face.

As Lin Xian unfastened his seat belt, he explained, "Don't think too much, I have business to do tonight!"

"Okay!"

Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be fake, Zhang Mengyao obediently opened the door and got out of the car, while curiosity and doubts arose in her heart.

Holding her little hand, the two came all the way to the front desk. Lin Xian skillfully opened an ultra-luxury suite, and then led her into the elevator.

Following him out of the elevator, Zhang Mengyao wondered: "The room doesn't seem to be on this floor, right?"

"Go to the spa first and relax."

Lin Xian smiled slightly and led her into the spa. What do you want to do? Nothing to do!"

Zhang Mengyao raised her eyebrows, put her hands in front of the bear, and was extra vigilant.

"Want to do it!" Lin Xian smiled.

"Speak well!"

Zhang Mengyao punched him in annoyance, pouted and said coquettishly: "Lin Xian, you make me panic like this!"

"I just want to take you to relax?" Lin Xiantan explained.

"Okay!"

Zhang Mengyao nodded, feeling sweet in her heart.

The spa club of Shangri-La Hotel has always maintained high quality.

Regardless of whether it is the technician's technique or the flavor and medicinal materials, they are all top-notch.

Although the price is a bit more expensive, it makes sense. Lin Xian ordered two sets of 6899 yuan, and led Zhang Mengyao to the dressing room to change clothes.

The 6899 package totaled three hours. After finishing, Zhang Mengyao's face was flushed, and the whole person was extremely relaxed from head to toe.

"How do you feel?" Lin Xian asked with a smile.