"Brother Peng, are you saying that Brother Nan bought a Ferrari here?" At this time, a young man in the back seat heard Zhang Peng's words and put his head over and said with surprise.

This time they came to Mengguo for a group of people together, and they were invited by a friend here.

"Yes, that kid bought a Ferrari without telling his father, and borrowed more than one million from me..." Zhang Peng was contented, as if telling Ye Xiu next to him that the Ferrari still belonged to him, and he indirectly told Ye Xiu that more than one million was nothing to him.

It clearly shows his identity as a rich man.

"Wow, Brother Peng, you are so generous. When will you lend me a million yuan when I buy a car?" the young man laughed.

"When will you talk about it when you buy a Ferrari?" Zhang Peng gave the young man a blank look.

"Hehe, I'm not Brother Peng, how can I afford a Ferrari..." the boy laughed.

Just as everyone was hustling, the plane landed steadily on the ground.

From beginning to end, Ye Xiu looked out the window without taking a look.

This scene fell in Zhang Peng's eyes, so naturally the kid might have begun to regret it, but the woman named Jiang Caiyun was a little curious.

"Wow, the convoy is yes..." At this time, the boy sitting in the back seat suddenly pointed out of the car window and exclaimed.

Others also looked out the window.

"Wow, it's all luxury cars, Brother Nan, what kind of car is the front?" The boy asked with his eyes lit up at the convoy parked on the apron.

"The market price of the extended version of Rolls-Royce is at least more than 30 million..." Zhang Peng glanced at it and sighed softly.

"So expensive? But Brother Peng, why is this Mengguo different from our country? The cars are all driven on the apron?" the boy asked in confusion.

"What do you know? We must have a great man on this flight, so we can drive into the parking floor. No wonder we can't buy the first-class seats. It turns out that they have been bought by the man..." Zhang Peng sighed.

"So that's it, Brother Peng, you really have knowledge..."

Zhang Peng smiled implicitly and glanced at Ye Xiu next to him, as if mocking the guy's ignorance.

At this time, the hatch door opened and the passengers in the first class began to get off the plane first.

Jiang Caiyun and others also took out their greetings and prepared to get off the plane.

"Uncle, although you are a little ungrateful, you are all compatriots after all. If you can't make it here, come to me at any time after returning to China and promise to arrange a job for you..." Before leaving, Zhang Peng did not forget to say to Ye Xiu.

"Haha, really no need!" Ye Xiu didn't understand Zhang Peng's thoughts, and just shook his head with a smile.

"Hmph..." Zhang Peng snorted coldly.

"Brother Peng, what do you say to this guy? I don't appreciate it..." The young man following him also said.

"Let's go..." Zhang Peng ignored Ye Xiu, took his salute and took his group out of the car. Many people looked at Ye Xiu with a sarcastic look on their faces.

It is rare for them to see such ungrateful people.

Ye Xiu didn't care, and followed behind him and got off the plane.

But when they got off the plane, they found that the cars were still parked there, and several first-class guests had already left.

"Brother Peng, didn't you say there are any big shots on our flight? Why did the first class people leave and they still stop here?"

Zhang Peng frowned, how could he know about this?

"They are waiting for me..." At this moment, Ye Xiu's voice came from behind.

Zhang Peng, the young man, including Jiang Caiyun and others, all turned around and saw Ye Xiu walking down with a smile.

"Haha, I said uncle, your joke is not funny at all?" the young man sneered.

"That's right, what are you? You're worthy of such a formation?" another person spoke.

"Haha, don't laugh at the uncle. They are leaving. You have to save yourself some face..." Zhang Peng laughed.

Ye Xiu is not wearing any brand of goods, and he is in economy class. How could such a person be a big shot?

"You are a good person. If you have something to do in Mengguo, you can find me..." Ye Xiu ignored these people and just smiled at Jiang Caiyun who had been apologizing to him with his eyes, pushed everyone away and walked down.

Jiang Caiyun was a little confused.

"Haha, this guy is really good at bragging..."

"That's right, if you have something to do, if you really have something to do, where can I go to find him? No one is left in the contact information..."

"Haha, wouldn't it be like leaving the contact information?"

"Hahaha..." Except for Jiang Caiyun, the others laughed loudly, but as they smiled, they couldn't laugh, just because the man who had been guarding the Rolls-Royce car had already strode over.

He stopped at about 1.5 meters away from the "uncle" and greeted Ye Xiu respectfully.

Everyone was stunned at the same time, and their eyes were about to glar.

He was really waiting for him? How could this be possible?

"Go, give your contact information to that little girl..." Ye Xiu pointed to Jiang Caiyun, who was also shocked.

"Yes!" Ye Hu hurried over and handed a business card to Jiang Caiyun.

"My young master said that if there is anything wrong with Mengguo, you can call this..."

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Caiyun to say more, he turned around and walked towards the convoy.

Ye Xiu had already boarded the extended Rolls-Royce that was valued by Zhang Peng for more than 30 million.

After Ye Hu entered, the huge convoy left the airport in a mighty manner.

Zhang Peng and others were stunned, especially Zhang Peng. When he thought that he had just said that he was here to work and wanted to hire him to work at his factory, he wanted to find a crack in the floor to get in. Is this face too much?

But you, who is obviously so powerful, come and squeeze in economy class with yourself and others? Why are you deliberately pretending to behave?

Only Jiang Caiyun looked silently at the direction of the convoy leaving, with a faint look...

No matter what left Ye Xiu, Jiang Caiyun and others, they would not have thought that in the lobby of the airport waiting hall, a man in a black T-shirt held a cell phone in his forehand and took pictures of them getting off the phone.

The passengers around didn't care. After all, there were too many people standing on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the terminal building to shoot the plane's descent, and they just thought it was an ordinary enthusiast.
Chapter completed!