The golden snake was having nightmares over and over again, and all the things that he had experienced and had not experienced in his mind flashed out in his mind.

Suddenly, I woke up from a nightmare, and beads of sweat as big as beans slipped down my cheeks.

My hair was soaked in small strands of sweat that were tightly attached to the white and tender skin.

"What's going on! It's like it's true!" The golden snake gasped heavily, feeling in a mess.

Dreams are so close to reality that even Lin Jinghao's image of using crutches is vivid in his mind.

Since her injury, although she has suffered from illness and pain, this situation has not happened just now. It seems to be implying something, like the rebirth of a dying person.

Trying to climb off the bed, the Golden Snake felt that the leg injury was no longer so painful. On the contrary, it might be because of the spasm during the nightmare and became much numb.

"Du Feng!" Jin Snake secretly shouted Du Feng's name. The man who had been with her always remembered suddenly seemed to be unfamiliar with her for decades.

"My head! Oh my God!" The golden snake suddenly hugged her head tightly with both hands, and the dark rotation made her faint to the ground in pain.

In the 4S store, some people make things difficult for others, some people endure their anger and even some people are watching the excitement.

The sales manager crossed his legs, with a proud expression on his face.

Today I have made a great contribution. Some thief dared to pretend to be a buyer to pick up the car? If it weren't for the unique brightness of his eyes, wouldn't he have succeeded for this kid?

Look at him wearing that look, tsk! That doesn’t look like he can afford a car worth more than 2 million yuan? I guess he can’t even get 200 yuan!

Du Feng took out Hongtashan, which was seven yuan per box, and sucked the cigarette angrily, and the people who were almost laughing ignored him.

The sales manager was even more laughing, a cigarette worth seven yuan? Has anyone ever seen people who buy luxury cars smoke such bad cigarettes?

"Where are the people you are looking for? Why aren't you there yet?" The sales manager hummed and vomited Su cigarettes at Du Feng contempt. Even the box of cigarettes he, the sales manager, smoked was enough to buy Du Feng's cigarettes as many as six boxes.

Du Feng called Yang Junhao just now and asked him to come over immediately. Yang Junhao must be as edict as the imperial edict for his dispatch, and is currently on the way here.

"I want to smash the situation? Tsk tsk! Don't look at whose territory this is! Let me tell you this! The owner of our store is an old acquaintance with this Mr. Yang Fu family. He is also a brother and brother to the police station director." The sales manager showed off his pride, just as if the owner of this store was himself.

Du Feng didn't say a word, just sucking his inferior cigarettes. As long as this guy didn't leave, everything would be easy to say! He liked to mumble, even though he kept muttering, I wonder if his dog-eyed thing could still become arrogant after a while.

Du Feng was so angry that he had known this would be the case, and he wouldn't have come to pick up the car even if he had beaten him to death.

This kind of place that is praised as a high-end occasion, I have no interest at all. I have a good idea of ​​how much I have and don’t like it, but I still can’t stand you!

Not long after, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class rushed over like lightning.

Before Yang Junhao's car could stop, a large number of receptionists rushed over in a hurry.

"Hello sir!"

The cheers were endless, and the female receptions with convex figures blocked Yang Junhao like crazy.

For them, this is the absolute God of Wealth. The store rules that selling a car means a large commission. A car worth millions or even tens of millions is calculated based on a commission of a few percent, which is far higher than the basic salary.

Although these girls are posing and trying hard, as long as someone is lucky to be selected, she will see the white money.

People are divided into different levels, and they can afford to drive a car of about three million, so they must be the first-class person. Yang Jun, a rich man, has been designated as the absolute rich man before he can get out of the car.

The sales manager saw the latest Mercedes-Benz S-Class model from afar, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

I wanted to get up to greet me, but Du Feng waved his hand with a cigarette on the side: "Sit honestly for me! When you stand later."

"What are you? If you let me sit, I have to sit?" The sales manager was furious. There were many people watching. He showed his power but received unanimous support from all the rich.

In this world, rich people have enough capital to think they are superior to others.

Yang Junhao opened the car door and got out of the car, and the group of delicate female receptionists hurriedly went over: "Handsome guy! Do you want to buy a car?"

"I don't have time now, please get out of the way!" Yang Junhao's handsome, free and easy, young and promising must be the favorite of women, especially these gold-worshiping women who advocate money. A wealthy young man represents a lifelong source of luck and wealth.

"Why not buy it now? Our store's latest style vanquish is now sold for only 6 million after discount. If you think it's a bit expensive, there are also dbs, currently priced at 5.5 million, and there are many cars of the same price. You will definitely be satisfied with it!" The female receptionists were like they were going to snatch the head, which shows how fierce the competition for this job is.

"I am only interested in one-77. I can notify me when the goods are available! This is my business card." Yang Junhao took out a business card and threw it into the sky.

More than a dozen sales girls cheered and scrambled to compete for those business cards. Yang Junhao's tone was really good. Aston Martin one-77, this car is worth 47 million yuan, and there is absolutely no spot stock.

Yang Junhao got rid of them and walked towards the living room with great strides.

Seeing Du Feng's brows frowned and smoking a muffled cigarette from afar, he immediately walked over.

"Young Master Yang!" The sales manager naturally recognized him. As he said before, the Yang Fu family is an acquaintance of their boss. As the sales manager, he certainly recognized these powerful people. Moreover, the Yang Fu family is a brand-level big shot in S City and an iconic figure. Who doesn't know about major sales industries?

Yang Junhao nodded as saying hello, looking at Du Feng: "Uncle Feng? What's going on?"

"This guy said I stole your dad's things and came to pick up the car, and it seemed that I had called the police!" Du Feng was depressed and had been angry for most of the day. If he had been beaten up by this sales manager with dog eyes, the guy would have to be beaten even if he was beaten.

"Mr. Yang, this person can't provide anything. He came to pick up the car carelessly. If I hadn't been tempted, I would have let him drive away!" The sales manager said proudly.

"Uncle Feng, what do you mean?" Yang Junhao understood what it meant. As for Du Feng coming to pick up the car, it was his common meaning with Yang Fu family. He gave Du Feng a car as a foot strength. Yang Fu family had discussed it with Yang Junhao before and discussed how much the price was appropriate.

"I don't think there is any need to continue working in this car dealership. If you can do it, just quit it!" Du Feng continued to smoke as if no one was around, but he was smoking with relish.

"Uncle Feng, I am not very familiar with their boss. I rarely come to this store, but my dad is familiar with them." Yang Junhao said that he was in a difficult position. After all, he was young and currently lives under the halo of his father Yang Fu's family.

"I want to leave now? Is it OK?" Du Feng really doesn't want to stay in this ghost place for too long. Jin Snake is currently in the hospital. Her condition is not very good recently, so Du Feng is worried.

"The matter has not been resolved yet!" Yang Junhao touched the back of his head and said to the sales manager: "This is my father's good friend. Today I have nothing to do to pick up the car for my father. Please do it."

"He can't even provide your dad's phone number, how can such a person believing it?" The sales manager raised his voice.

"I'm talking to you in a angrily voice. Don't show off my power! Isn't my dad's phone number in the procedures? Why don't you call to verify it?" Yang Junhao saw Du Feng's angry face, and he was also angry.

"I think there is no need to verify the person who dresses like this! He looks like a street 25!" The sales manager continued to grit his teeth and argue. He seemed to realize his mistake. After all, it seemed that Yang Junhao and this guy really knew each other.

"Did you scold him?" Yang Junhao finally couldn't bear it anymore. Du Feng said nothing except sulking, and all the right to deal with it lies with him.

"Give me my ID card back! You guys have solved this problem by yourself!" Du Fengchong the sales manager stretched out his hand.

"Why should I give you your ID card? The police are coming soon. Do you want to run away? It's not too late to explain the matter clearly before leaving!" The sales manager was anxious. He realized that he had made a big mistake. He believed that there was nothing wrong with his ears. Yang Junhao called Uncle Feng on the left and Uncle Feng on the right, and his scalp was numb when he heard it.

He is a smart person. The police will simplify things with the greatest possibility. The police are the most authoritative. If the police say it is a misunderstanding, then no one can say anything more.

There are also people in the local police station. When the person who can decide for himself comes, this matter can be solved in just a few words. Even if Yang Junhao is powerful, he is just a young man in his twenties. Whether it is social experience or courage to do things, he lacks more than a little bit.

The police arrived soon, a police car with four policemen in the car.

While the police got out of the car, Yang Junhao finally called his father Yang Fu's family. He couldn't make any decisions about this matter. Du Feng was not Du Feng of the past. He no longer liked to solve things with violence, and Yang Junhao could not use other means other than violence.

Several policemen rushed over, one of them had a familiar face.

The captain Fan Hu and four police officers came forward after receiving the call.

"Officer Fan!" The sales manager was overjoyed. Fan Hu was his neighbor, as the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors.

Fan Hu had noticed a person from afar. He walked over and did not look at the sales manager even if he had a glance. He stood at the scene directly facing Du Feng. He knew that Du Feng was a plainclothes and was not easy to say hello, but he still shook hands with him disciplinedly: "Brother Du, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"
Chapter completed!