Chapter 130： :Romanni Kanti

spent an afternoon with Alice, agreeing to accompany Alice in the second interview at USC tomorrow.

Lu Ning drove back to his home in Beverly Hills, but unfortunately, he failed to abduct Alice back, and had to stay alone tonight.

However, Lu Ning did not expect that there were already two uninvited guests waiting for him at home.

"Oh, isn't this Istanbul and Antonio? What brought the two of you?" Lu Ning saw the two sitting on the sofa in the living room as soon as he entered the door, and joked, as to why he came, no It has something to do with the afternoon.

"Lu, according to what you said, we have been neighbors for so long, so it's rare to come to visit us. Wouldn't it be unwelcome."

Ha ha, stop by? Ghosts believe it.

Actually, Lu Ning knows the purpose of these two people. In the afternoon, Jason Bailey was looking for rescuers. These two soldiers are also one of the most remarkable second generations in Los Angeles.

However, both of them seem to have turned down Jason Bailey's request, but are they visiting now to find out what they are doing? Help Jason Bailey intercede?

In fact, Lu Ning thinks too much, these two are just afraid that the fire at the gate of the city will affect the pond fish.

I would not choose to offend Lu Ning for the sake of a mere Jason Bailey. I appeared here at night to test Lu Ning's attitude towards them, so as not to be caught.

The second is to take this opportunity to contact and connect with each other.

As for Jason Bailey, what does life and death have to do with them?

"Okay, since it's a drop-in, let's have a drink and talk." Lu Ning took the two to the bar, and the three sat down.

Lu Ning opened a bottle of 96-year-old Romanni Kanti, poured 3 cups, and handed them to Istanbul and Antonio.

"The ugly words come first, if it's because of Jason Bailey, then don't open your mouth." Lu Ning shook the red wine in the red wine glass, trying to let it evaporate as quickly as possible.

"Of course, Lu, Jason Bailey's business has nothing to do with me." Istanbul shrugged and said indifferently.

"Similarly, don't let a bug disturb our drinking Yaxing, the 96th Romani Conti is a rare treasure." Antonio also expressed his attitude.

"Hehe, then the chat tonight will become very enjoyable, come on, cheers." After hearing the expressions of the two, Lu Ning showed a sincere smile and raised his glasses as if they were two gestures.

The three people tasted this rare wine and chatted freely. The topic covered many places. Of course, men love cars, and soon the topic began to revolve around supercars and other vocabulary.

"Lu, I heard that you built a Spyker KPYKERC12 in Miami? That's a good thing with a limited edition of 24 units." As he said, Istanbul's eyes shined. This is a real car lover, especially likes collecting. Various limited models.

"Come on, Istanbul, do you still have fewer cars? It seems that your Beverly manor has no more than 100 treasures now." Lu Ning has some understanding of Istanbul's hobbies.

This guy, in his Beverly hills, parked no less than a hundred luxury cars, including some limited edition treasures.

"Hey, who would have too few good things." Istanbul smiled proudly. These cars are his proud work. It took a lot of manpower and material resources to collect them, but they are all his lifeblood.

"Speaking of Lu Shao, your Spyker KPYKERC12, if you don’t want it anymore, you must think about brothers. I recycle it at a high price. That car is now out of print on the market. It is in the hands of some predators and collectors in."

Istantin, ha ha ha ha, obviously, for Lu Ning’s Spyker KPYKERC12 is very greedy.

"OK, if I don't want it, I will inform you as soon as possible." Lu Ning made a guarantee that although he likes cars, he is not as obsessed as Istanbul.

"By the way, speaking of limited models, there will be a special auction at Christie's the next night. All the lots seem to be boutique cars. Are you interested?" At this time, Antonio, who had not said much, interjected.

But this sentence has aroused great interest in Lu Ning and Istanbul.

If the Christie’s auction house holds a boutique car auction, then there will be a lot of good cars, and there will definitely be many boutique antique cars in it. This is definitely a grand event for car lovers.

Istantin, who got the news, is already a little bit eager at the moment, thinking about doing a lot of work.

As for Lu Ning, excitement returns to excitement, but it is not that urgent. I don’t have a car that I can’t buy. If I meet a suitable one, I can try it myself.

"Lu, I heard that you are going to set up a supercar club in New York."

"Oh, Antonio, you are well informed. In such a short time, you will know?"

In the second-generation circle, the news is sometimes the most informed. It must be the second-generation who leaked the news that night when he was bragging.

Anyway, it's not a secret, you know it.

"Lu, I have to say, your idea is really good Anthony gave Lu Ning a thumbs up.

There are no dumb people in the second generation. Just a little bit of analysis can know the benefits of Lu Ning's doing this.

The actual benefits far outweigh the club's ability.

"Well, I heard that many places have to learn this model and start supercar clubs." Regarding this matter, the car-loving Istanbul naturally got the news.

Lu Ning shrugged his shoulders. Not everyone can make a supercar club.

Resources, status, recognition, technology, many aspects are indispensable, just having money is useless.

"Lu, I think you should get a good car in this Christie's auction, and take it back as the club's town store treasure." Antonio's proposal made Lu Ning a little moved.

This is a good note. Get a good one-of-a-kind car and put it in the club’s showroom. The aura is absolutely reliable.

"Together the night after tomorrow, we all went to see what kind of car Christie's can bring up to participate in the auction." Lu Ning smiled slightly and finalized the itinerary.

"OK, I'm fine." Istanbul took a sip of red wine and said he had no opinion.

"Okay, then I'll get a few seats in the front row." Since it is decided to go, then as the top second generation, neither the aura nor the momentum can lose, and of course the position must be selected.

After the three of them decided, they continued to taste the wine. The men are together, except for drinking, they are bragging. Regardless of whether you have money or not, whether you are the second generation or not, the routine is the same anyway.

In the case of not much difference in identities, there is no need to hold the identities, but Jin just blows around.

Anyway, Istanbul and Antonio completely killed Lu Ning three bottles of the 96-year-old Romani Conti that night, and they left with satisfaction.