In the yellow hair youth, that shock and excited complex eyes gaze.
The door of the Bentley mousse speed was pushed away from the inside.
From inside, a man with white gloves came out slowly.
The staff of Bentley 4S shop in suit and leather shoes.
With this staff member to get off the car, and the former sales Miss Zhou Xiaolu.
They walked to Zhang Xiaofan and bowed respectfully from him.
"Mr. Zhang, all the procedures have been completed."
"Now, this car belongs to you already!"
Zhang Xiaofan nodded and waved his hand at will.
"Come on, there's nothing wrong with you here!"
"Take your time, sir!"
Zhou Xiaolu bowed to the young man in suit again and then walked away slowly.
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan fiddled with the Bentley car key.
Just now, leaning over my head, I took a look at the Yellow haired youth beside me.
At this time, the Yellow haired youth seems to have seen a ghost in the daytime.
The mouth is because of the incomparable shock in the heart, to completely open into an O shape.
The eyes seem to be inadequate.
I have been looking back and forth for a long time on Zhang Xiaofan and this Bentley mousse spider.
Just hard swallow saliva, astringent voice, way.
"This... This... This is your car?"
Yellow haired youth under the pressure, in the heart of shock, stuttering, road.
"You... You... You don't mean..."
Zhang Xiaofan can't help shaking his head and smiling. He goes to Huang Mao and flicks the cigarette in his mouth.
Then he patted him on the shoulder and said:
"remember what I just said!"
"If you smoke 21 years less."
"The money saved may really buy a Bentley."
After that, Zhang Xiaofan opened the door of the cab and sat in it.
Then, a roaring car engine suddenly sounded.
Bentley mousse speed is a beautiful tail flick.
Then, the whole car is like an arrow from the bow.
Only the exhaust gas left behind!
"Gudong..."
the Yellow haired laryngeal node loosened for a while, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva again.
His hands were trembling, and he was about to draw a cigarette from the cigarette box to suppress his shock.
Then, he thought of Zhang Xiaofan's words before.
All of a sudden, he threw the cigarette case on the ground.
And hard on the top of a few feet.
"Grass, stop smoking!"
Looking at the direction of Zhang Xiaofan's departure, Huang Mao's eyes are full of small stars.
He is a little lost in his voice.
"Mom, I give up smoking from today on."
"I've been fighting for ten or twenty years, and like this idol, I'll buy a Bentley mousse to play with."
"..."
Zhang Xiaofan has just left here, but he has already received the call from Qian Wenyi.
He said that he had already done the maintenance for his ares GTR.
Moreover, Qian Wenyi also told Zhang Xiaofan the address by phone.
Following Qian Wenyi's address, Zhang Xiaofan went directly to Qian Wenyi's Nissan 4S store.
At this time, I saw Qian Wenyi, a little fat man.
Very Sao Bao, leaning on his fiery red God of war GTR, is calling for Zhang Xiaofan here!
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