Reborn National Male God: Jiu Shao, Please Advise!

   Chapter 29 You are quite generous

   Being trapped in a circle by so many people and pointing and pointing, no matter how thick the skin of the woman is, she can't stand it.

   Therefore, the woman just grabbed her bag tightly, glared at Ye Chuyang with hatred, and then stepped on the high heels and left.

   Ye Chuyang looked up and saw the back of a woman rushing away. She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled inexplicably.

   Around five o'clock in the evening, Ye Chuyang left with his small stool and small table.

   At this moment, Wen Feiyu was still following behind her.

   "Master, do you want me to take you back? My car is parked in the underground parking lot here." Wen Feiyu ran to the boy's side, holding two small folding chairs in his hands.

   Hearing this, Ye Chuyang raised his slender eyebrows with a smile, and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence, my car is also parked here."

   "Huh?" Wen Feiyu was a little surprised.

   But on second thought, Ye Chuyang lives at No. 9, Yiyuan, so it would be strange if there is no scooter.

  Thinking of this, Wen Feiyu didn't say anything, thinking about taking things to the car for Ye Chuyang.

   The two came to the underground garage, and Wen Feiyu saw his red and black Ferrari supercar in Area A at a glance. This Ferrari 14 was the one he begged his father for a long time before he was allowed to buy it.

   Worth more than 20 million, whether it is appearance or performance, it is absolutely superior.

   Ye Chuyang noticed the young man's eyes, his eyes fell on the dazzling Ferrari 14, and he asked casually, "Your car?"

   With such a careless attitude and tone, I don't know if I don't know if the car in front of me is a luxury car or I just don't care.

  Wen Feiyu was a little surprised, but nodded and replied, "Yeah."

   "Good vision."

   "Hey, because I like racing cars, I am more concerned about cars." Wen Feiyu scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

   In fact, the racing he mentioned is nothing more than an informal underground racing activity.

   These events are generally held privately, and they ultimately make money from them. At the same time, these racers can also rely on the race ranking to get bonuses.

   But for a rich kid like him, the bonus is not the most important thing. The key is reputation.

  If you won the first place in a car race, it would be a shame to say it.

  Because of this, in terms of cars, he will care more than others.

  Wen Feiyu wanted to say something while holding something, but the next moment he saw Ye Chuyang squinting his eyes and touching his chin, not knowing what he was thinking.

   He followed Ye Chuyang's gaze, and it was his Ferrari supercar.

   An idea occurred in Wen Feiyu's mind—

   After two seconds of silence, the young man asked cautiously, "Master, do you like my car?"

   "Huh?" After being interrupted by the young man, Ye Chuyang raised his head in confusion, and then asked subconsciously, "What if you like it?"

   When she said the last two words, everyone could hear the joking in her words.

   But Wen Feiyu seemed serious: "If the master likes it, give it to the master."

   Ye Chuyang: "…"

  The second generation of the rich is the second generation of the rich, and tens of millions of cars are given away when they say they are given away.

   is simply maddening.

  The corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, his voice was a little speechless, "You are quite generous."

   (end of this chapter)