"Okay! Boss, let's do this! Today is a good day. It's better to catch it than to catch it by chance. There happens to be a sports car show. [b/ No pop-ups/b.b1 3kanwang/b I'll take you there ." Liu Laoliu said courteously in front of Chen Ming. After all, Chen Ming is his immediate boss now, and he has the final say in everything.

"A sports car?" Chen Ming's original plan was just to get a suspicious car for transportation. But if you think about it carefully, you are trying to make money just to spend it. Now the Xinglong Club, the drug golden triangle monopoly, all kinds of The industry continues to get involved; funds continue to flow into pockets.

In addition, with the support of ZF, it will become bigger and bigger in the future, and the money will be more and more. The most important thing is, as long as you are a man, who doesn't have a "sports car dream"? I didn't qualify to go if I thought about it before. Do it, now that you have the capital, why not do it? That was hacked to death, and you haven’t enjoyed it in this life.

"Let's go! Go and have a look. If I meet someone suitable, I'll think about it." As soon as Chen Ming finished speaking, Liu Laoliu immediately ran down and took a taxi.

I got in the car and headed directly to today's sports car show. To be honest, there are many people who love this car. Although they may not be able to afford it, it does not prevent others from coming to visit.

Among the people here, there are reporters and judges who come for the cars, as well as prostitutes and perverts who come for the car models.

Chen Ming's identity has not yet been obtained by the "certificate". Today, for the time being, he still has to feel a little aggrieved; therefore, he wore a sunhat and a pair of sunglasses and walked in very low-key.

This auto show was really full of all kinds of cars. The exaggerated streamlines and shapes of those sports cars made Chen Ming swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva. And every one of them was wearing almost nothing but a small vest. Are the car models in short skirts selling cars? They are clearly selling meat!

Chen Ming noticed a very funny thing. Generally, there are basically no car models next to famous sports cars such as Mercedes-Benz and Audi. On the contrary, Toyota, Chery and other places have one or even two car models standing there.

Although people look down on Chery, there is also a saying that "Chery Chery" has a queue for car repairs, but after all it is made in China! The price of this sports car is very... uh, okay! Have you ever seen a sports car worth 200,000 yuan? ?

Chen Ming simply ignored it. Since he wanted to buy a sports car, he had to buy a good one. Two hundred thousand? He might as well buy an ordinary car! Look again, there is China Kubao behind, which is also made in China and is cheaper! A little over 180,000.

In the domestic area, Chen Ming basically doesn't want to see them. These cars look more domineering on the outside, but on the inside, they are probably still a bunch of garbage. He loves cars and drag racing, so he naturally knows what kind of car is good. , which car is not good? A layman only looks at a car body and interior. He has to look at the configurations of various cars.

"Boss, are the cars here good? Why not?" Liu Laoliu asked in confusion when he saw that Chen Ming didn't like those cars.

"Cheap goods are not good, and good goods are not cheap. Don't you understand this?" Chen Ming rolled his eyes and looked at the imported sports cars.

Just now, Chen Ming thought that the sports cars in the domestic area were too cheap. When he walked to the import area, he was so frightened by the prices that he peed on the floor.
Chapter completed!