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He took Leng Qian to the maid milk tea shop. What surprised Brother Yu was that the girl who brought them milk tea actually recognized him, and his eyes were blinking with a smile: "It's you?"

"Do you know me?" Yu Ge'er pointed to his nose.i^

"I know, didn't you come last time? There are three beautiful mms. By the way, right, it's where you are now...ah~"

Speaking of this, she suddenly covered her mouth, looked at Leng Qian, who was sitting opposite Brother Yu, and panicked: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

Brother Yu waved his hand and smiled, "It's okay, I'm not familiar with her."

Milk Tea mm was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Brother Yu saw that she was standing there and didn't understand, so he asked, "Come on, too?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no," she realized that she quickly fled, and quietly glanced at Leng Qian. The reason she looked at Leng Qian more was because Leng Qian was also considered a top beauty, but she was a little unkind.

After this mm left, Leng Qian sneered: "It seems that you come often, and even the waiter knows you." "I've only been here once."

"Who believes?" Leng Qian snorted, picked up the milk tea on the table and took a sip, and ignored Yu Ge'er's appearance.

Brother Yu smiled and didn't explain it anymore. Anyway, this kind of thing became darker and darker the more you described it.

At this moment, the phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number. Brother Yu frowned, pressed the answer button, and put it in his ear, but he didn't say anything.

This is a professional habit. Usually, Brother Yu will answer the unfamiliar phone calls, but he will never speak first.

Strangely, the person on the other end of the phone didn't say anything, but Brother Yu could feel that there must be someone on the other end, because he vaguely heard the soft breathing sound. After waiting for about thirty seconds, just as Brother Yu was about to hang up, the person over there spoke: "Jiang Xiaoyu, I'll take your lungs!"

Brother Yu almost threw his phone to the ground, his throat was so sudden!

This is a familiar woman's voice, but Brother Yu really couldn't think of who it was. He searched his mind in a flash but failed, so he asked, "Who is yours?"

"I am your sister!"

"Hey? Are you a mother?"

“…”

"Go to die!" After a roar of Hedong lion, the other party hung up the phone. Brother Yu was puzzled. She must not be his sister, but this familiar voice seemed to be right in his ears, but he just couldn't remember it, so he simply didn't want to and kicked his phone back.%&*";

As soon as he put it in his pocket, Brother Yu'er's mind flashed with inspiration, and she stopped moving as if she was electrocuted.

Little Rose! It was Xiao Jiao I met in Sunshine Community that afternoon!

After thinking about who it was, Yu Ge'er was relieved. Although the phone number he gave to the little rose was Lao Fan, it was not difficult to find out his own from Lao Fan, so it was not surprising.

Brother Yu put back his phone, looked up and saw Leng Qian looking at him, and smiled and said, "Why, I have flowers on my face?"

"Funny!" Leng Qian of course heard a female voice on the phone, and gave the words Yu Geer angrily.

"Do we want to go to the park?" Yu Ge'er said with a smile.

Leng Qian's face turned red: "Get out!"

The milk tea mm was not far away. I occasionally noticed that Brother Yu talked to Leng Qian. She could hear it and opened her mouth slightly, a little surprised at the relationship between the two.

At this moment, the ringtone of Yu Ge'er's cell phone rang again, this time it was a text message.

Brother Yu frowned and took out his cell phone. The text message was very simple: "Come on racing!"

Brother Yu replied: "No time!"

"Stop talking nonsense, come quickly!"

"Not interested!"

Text messages came one after another, but Leng Qian was ignored by Brother Yu.

When Brother Yu replied to seven or eight text messages in a row, Leng Qian finally couldn't help it and stood up again: "Since you are so busy, why are you leaving me here to do!"

After saying that, she turned around and left again.

Brother Yu had a headache.

After paying the money, Brother Yu chased him out, but this time he didn't try to keep him, just said, "I'll give you it!"

"No!" Leng Qian's mood was worse than before, and her tone contained some smell of gunpowder.

"Oh, then I'll call Xiaoxing."

"you!"

Yu Ge'er's move is really awesome.

In the end, Leng Qian agreed to send her to Geer Yu and take the passenger seat, but she still ignored Geer Yu in anger. She didn't mention the address, but only asked Geer Yu to take her to an intersection and took the initiative to get off the bus, and she also stated that she would not let him follow her.

Since she didn't let her follow, Yu Ge'er didn't follow her. When Leng Qian disappeared from sight, Yu Ge'er turned around and rushed to her destination. It was a club located in the quasi-suburban area.

Qiantang has many clubs that specialize in racing, with Lamborghini Ferrari Porsches available. As one of the most developed cities on the coast, a large number of wealthy businessmen have risen in the past few decades, which has also given birth to many rich second-generations who specialize in racing. This kind of rich second-generation who pays in car clubs is collectively called racing enthusiasts. One is richer than the other, burning in large quantities. A conventional car will be scrapped after a round of tires. Just changing tires will cost tens of thousands, not to mention maintenance.

According to rumors, Qiantang car enthusiasts’ record of burning money is 70 million yuan a month, and three sports cars are scrapped in a row, which is a level that ordinary people will never reach in their lifetime.

"Sister Rose, is the person you mentioned coming? Why do I think waiting here is like a fool?" A thin young man in a Versace casual suit squatted at the entrance of the club department with a cigarette in his mouth. In front of him was a painted black Lamborghini, and alongside the car was a yellow Lamborghini. A woman was leaning on the yellow Lamborghini, with red hair, red lips and red high heels. It was the little rose that Yu Geer saw in the Sunshine Community during the day.

"I'm so anxious. If he dares not come, I will break his with his nail polish!" Little rose was using nail polish to deal with the slender nails on his left hand. Under the neon lights of the club, her nails appeared in a weird bright red and blood red. This woman had a nearly crazy obsession with red.

"I'll wait ten minutes, and I'll set off if I don't come." The young man squatting on the ground said speechlessly.

His surname is Lu, nicknamed Xiaolu, and he is famous in this circle that he does not regard money as money. In just two years, he spent more than 100 million yuan on the car, which was basically wasted, but he was so happy. In fact, he didn't care about the money at all. There were still tens of millions in his stock account, and he could take it out to maintain his "whirlwind" at any time. Anyway, his father spent countless living expenses every month, just to be happy.

There were four or five young men next to him who were in similar situations, both of whom were twenty-four or five years old. They had just graduated from college for a few years and didn't want to inherit the family business early, which seemed awkward. One of them laughed and said, "Sister Rose, don't care. Xiaolu had this temper and was impatient."

Little rose curled his lips, not commenting.

One of the young men who were playing with a zippo lighter in his hand said lazily: "Sister Rose, where is the person you called? Are you qualified to play with us? Don't be a coward at that time, it will ruin everyone's fun."

Xiao Mai looked at the young man, frowned slightly, and said nothing.

She really couldn't tell whether the guy named Jiang Xiaoyu had real materials. She had just met him in Sunshine Community, but she saw countless people and thought that her vision was quite fierce. She thought that it wouldn't be too bad if she could open an Aston Martin.

Although she had never heard of the little white-faced person who drove Aston Martin in this circle.

Yes, in her opinion, all handsome men are pretty.
Chapter completed!