A Boeing 737 passenger plane flying from LaGuardia Airport in Queens, New York was parked at Los Angeles International Airport southwest of the city center.

When the aircraft cabin door opened, a little girl wearing white hot pants and pink short-sleeved clothes walked out of the plane with a white bag on her back.

First class customers get off the plane first.

Anya sold a few paintings, and her single mother was rich, and she was an absolute rich woman.

With Anya's clean personality, she naturally won't squeeze into the economy class with a small space with others. It's not because of anything else, but just doesn't like to make noise.

Sleep all the way.

She looked a little confused now. When she saw a Rolls-Royce parked there, she walked over without thinking and knocked on the car window.

The white-haired grandmother in the car was wearing Fugui, lowering her head to apply nail polish on herself. When she heard a voice shouting: "What are you doing!"

The strange voice scared Anya, and her confused expression disappeared immediately, and she apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry!

I've disturbed you, ma'am!"

“Go away!

Leave my car!”

The old woman looked at Anya and said in a very unhappy tone.

Most people will express their likes when they see Anya, but there are always some exceptions, such as the Madame Abel in front of them.

Until she was fifty-two years old, Madame Abel and her husband were penniless and lived the lowest class in America, thus developing a tricky and weird temper.

It was not until her son who became a building materials dealer that she had made a fortune in recent years that she had a good life.

Out of disgust with her former life, she believed that she was one level higher than others now.

For example, this Rolls-Royce, worth 220,000 US dollars, is not affordable to ordinary people, so Mrs. Abel feels very superior.

It's all because she has a good son...

Anya's fair face slightly bulged into a bun.

It was impossible to let her quarrel with a strange old woman, but instead said sorry again, after all, she was disturbing others...

This aggrievance continued until Han Xuan's helicopter landed.

As soon as the helicopter stopped and the helical wing had not stopped rotating, Han Xuan opened the door in a strong wind and ran out.

I haven't seen Anya for several months, and she has grown taller and looks like a completely beautiful girl.

She was still holding a fat man-like puppet released by Hasbro, which was selected from her comics.

Although there was a smile on his face, in Han Xuan's eyes, who was so familiar with her that she was more familiar with her than Anya herself, she clearly found that the girl was not very interested.

This emotion rarely happens to Anya, who has always been calm.

Han Xuan ran to her, looked at Anya, who was only a little shorter than herself, reached out to pinch her face and asked:

"What's wrong?

Your mother Cecilia didn’t take you on a trip, so are you unhappy?”

"No, she asked me to accompany her to New Zealand because I didn't want to go.

I just met an old woman with a bad temper. She got angry at me and was in that car."

Anya's face suddenly looked more like a bun, and she was so angry that she squatted down and rubbed Pang Ding's back.

The girl just complained casually, but Han Xuan was worried.

He promised Mrs. Cecilia to take good care of Anya during this period, but unexpectedly, someone made her unhappy as soon as she came to Los Angeles.

I asked Owen to see who it was. Not long after, the big bald bodyguard went there, he came back in disappointment: "It's true that the temper is really bad. She said that my hand left fingerprints on the glass and asked me to pay for the car to be washed.

If she wasn't old, I really wanted to pinch her with one hand..."

"Ahem!"

Han Xuan reminded him that there is Anya here, so that Owen will not say anything bad.

I was both happy and regretful when I saw the Rolls-Royce parked not far away.

Happy that the old woman treated Rolls-Royce as a treasure, which shows that her products of this car company are doing a good job in brand promotion.

I also regret that obviously the person sitting in the car is not a good person, and he lost the "identity" of Rolls-Royce...

Said to Dawson: "Remember to let Rolls-Royce introduce a new rule.

In the future, people who come to buy cars must undergo identity review. The cars will only be sold to people with wealthy, status and social influence in various countries, and will be conducted in-person inspections.

If the reputation is bad, you won’t sell it even if you have money.”

Secretary Dawson thought to himself that Rolls-Royce's position in high-end cars is now unmatched, and coupled with the rule that the boss just made, this style is so high that it is not comparable to that of a car. He nodded and recorded it with a notebook.

Erlang Irving was suffering from the old woman's words. Han Xuan was a little curious about who was sitting in the car, so he walked over and knocked on the window.

The driver went to the toilet, and Madame Abel was the only one in the car.

The car is still starting up, and air conditioning is constantly coming out of the cracks in the windows. Today, the temperature is high and the air is hot. You can feel comfortable cool air when you get close to the car.

Mrs. Abel's hand shook, and the bright red nail polish that was not as good as her age was broken, and she was immediately angry.

He opened the car window and cursed: "What are you going to do? Are you all knocking on the car window? Are you brain broken?!"

If someone with vision had changed, he would definitely recognize Han Xuan.

Even if I don’t know each other, I will notice something when I see the four bodyguards wearing thin black suits in hot weather.

But Mrs. Abel is an ordinary person with a narrow vision. Due to her bad temper, she has few good friends. She usually stays in a villa on Marbury Beach, not only at the top of the pyramid, except for going to the mall to buy a bunch of things that are not available but very expensive.

Han Xuan's eyes twitched, feeling like she was like a collection of villains in all fairy tales, the queen in Snow White, the stepmother in Cinderella, and the snake spirit in the gourd baby...

Yes, something seems to be wrong.

Huluwa has released a graphic version of the comic, which may be considered a fairy tale.

"It's so annoying..."

He muttered in his heart.

If you have so much power and always keep your breath, it would be better to go home to raise pigs.

Han Xuan smiled differently than usual and said:

“Ms., I want to remind you that the back of your car was scratched.

I also wrote a word starting with the character B in paint, and I don’t recognize it.”

"What!?"

Mrs. Abel treated the car as a treasure and a symbol of her identity and status. She didn't bother with her nails and immediately pushed open the door and ran to the back of the car to check.

Han Xuan walked to the cabinet where the fire-fighting equipment was placed, and struggled to take out a fire axe and a can of fire extinguishers.

Under Anya's shocked gaze, she pulled out the fire extinguisher pull ring and sprayed white foam into the car.

Then, under the heart-wrenching and vicious curses of Mrs. Abel, she picked up the fire axe.

He lifted it up hard and chopped the front cover of the Rolls-Royce with an axe!

He let go of his hands and rubbed his sore shoulders, and smiled and said to Anya, "It's great!

Don't be angry, I'll avenge you.

Irving, you guys come and smash this car for me, I don't want to see it again.

Check the license plate, this person is not allowed to buy a car from Rolls-Royce in the future, and it will lose my face."

ps: I just came to Qingdao on the first day and was still busy settling down. I will clean up the house later. Today I will update two times. I will add it later. (~^~)
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