"Shao Feng, there is a factory in front of you. Your garage is under the factory and you will arrive soon..."

Just as Han Feng was feeling, Old Huo smiled and said.

Soon, Huo Lao drove into a factory.

After parking and getting off the car, Han Feng opened the underground garage with a golden key.

Just as the gate of the underground garage opened, a "rrogance" came to my face.

Bugatti Veyron, Bugatti Veyron, Ferrari, Lamborghini, Koenigseger, Pagani, Rolls-Royce, Porsche...

Moreover, these cars are the world's top supercars with limited editions, and the worst-case model has a comprehensive value of 30 million Chinese currency.

Oh My God……

Looking at these rows of metal lumps of dormant beasts, cool design, tough lines, and cool appearance... Han Feng instinctively swallowed.

It’s not that Han Feng has never seen the world.

It’s really because I suddenly saw so many top sports cars, Han Feng couldn’t help myself!

"Feng Shao, the modified Bugatti old slave worth 300 million thinks it is suitable for you, otherwise you can open that one..."

At this moment, Old Huo looked at Han Feng and said directly.

"Ahem...300 million...so ostentatious..."

As soon as Huo finished speaking, Han Feng shook his head.

He thought to himself, driving a Bugatti for 300 million is not equivalent to driving a pile of money out, it is so ostentatious!

And Han Feng originally wanted to come in and drive a Mercedes-Benz and BMW like a million-level Mercedes-Benz and BMW.

I never thought that the cars here are so generous! And they are inhumane! The lowest price is 30 million.

"Old Huo, I don't want to be too ostentatious. Is there any slightly cheaper car here? It's a little lower-key. I'll just drive a less-key..."

Han Feng asked as he looked at the old man Huo.

"A car with a lower price, a lower-key one...this..."

Hearing Han Feng's words, Mr. Huo was a little embarrassed.

"Come with the old slave..."

"good……"

After saying that, Han Feng followed Huo Lao and walked to the right.

"Shao Feng, this Lamborghini Revington is worth 15 million yuan. The engine modification and safety performance modification cost 1500 million yuan. The body is bulletproof and the weapon attack system. However, those who don't know can only see that the car is worth between 10 million and 20 million yuan. This car is the cheapest here..."

Looking at Han Feng, Huo Lao said a little embarrassedly.

"Reventon, 15 million, the modification costs 1.5 billion. This... seems to be too high-profile. Is there really no more low-key car?"

Looking at the old man Huo, Han Feng said a little embarrassedly.

"It's really gone..."

Looking at Han Feng, Huo Lao was extremely embarrassed.

"Okay, then Raventon..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Feng said helplessly.

Han Feng thought to himself that with his personality, driving a car worth millions is too ostentatious!

Lamborghini Revington, who has been modified for 15 million now, is really high-profile.

But this car is already the cheapest and most low-key one here.

There is no way, Han Feng can only accept it!

"Young Master Feng, the cars here are not locked. The car keys are in the car, you can try it..."

Looking at Han Feng, Huo Lao smiled.

"good……"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Feng got into the car directly.

"boom……"

Just as the engine was ignited, Raventon roared.

Suddenly the entire garage was trembling and echoing.

The scene was like a giant dragon roaring.

"Old Huo, get in the car, I'll drive out and try it on the road..."

After igniting the engine, Han Feng greeted Huo Laodao.

"good……"

After saying that, Huo Lao got into the car.

"boom……"

The engine roared, and Raventon roared like a rushing beast towards the outside of the garage.

"Boom boom boom..."

After leaving the garage, Lamborghini Revington was almost at the extreme like a black arrow sticking to the ground.

"How does Feng Shao feel?"

Looking at Han Feng, Huo Lao said kindly.

"This car is so good to drive!"

Without hiding his thoughts, Han Feng said directly.

"It's great to be happy. I'm thinking of customizing some clothes for you. You are young and handsome. If you dress up a little, you will be Fengshen Junwei, who is more beautiful than Pan An!"

Looking at Han Feng, Huo Lao smiled.

"What? Customized clothes? No, no...I'll just do this clothes myself..."

When Han Feng heard that Mr. Huo wanted to customize clothes for himself, the corner of his mouth twitched.

He thought that Mr. Huo spent more than 200 million yuan on customizing a mobile phone for himself.

Han Feng couldn't imagine what the price of the customized clothes of Huo Lao would be.

It feels restrained when worn with too expensive clothes, but Han Feng still likes to be casual.

"Okay, I listen to Feng Shao..."

Looking at Han Feng, Huo Lao said respectfully.

"Young Master Feng, I don't know what you are going to do next? I can do it with you..."

Looking at Han Feng, Huo Lao smiled.

“What’s next?”

Listening to Mr. Huo's words, Han Feng was slightly stunned.

When Mr. Nature Huo said this, Han Feng first thought of the engagement banquet between Zhou Xiaoxue and Wang Zheyun at the Fumao Hotel the day after tomorrow.

But Han Feng didn't say it directly.

He thought about solving this matter himself.

In addition to this, it is to return to campus and settle accounts with the second generation who is inverted black and white.

When Han Feng was on campus, he offended a second generation for Zhou Xiaoxue. Later, the second generation turned black and white into collusion with Dean Chen and fired Han Feng.

Although President Chen has apologized to himself, the top principal Hu Jianqiu has also invited him to a meal to avenge him.

But Han Feng still has to calculate the accounts of that second generation after returning to school!

"It's nothing today. I'll go to my mother's factory to pick me up after get off work!"

Looking at Huo Lao, Han Feng said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

Looking at Han Feng, Huo Lao smiled.

"Ahem, no, it's not. You have worked hard to follow me these days. I'll go by myself later. Don't bother you. I'll call you again when there is something."

Looking at Huo Lao, Han Feng said with a smile.

"Okay, I just listen to the wind."

After saying that, Han Feng turned the front of the car and returned to the garage. After locking the garage, Huo Lao drove a Lamborghini Bull, and Han Feng drove a Lamborghini Revington.

Two Lamborghini cars galloped on the road.

The two separated on the way, and Mr. Huo was busy with his own affairs. Han Feng drove directly to her mother's textile factory.

Han Feng’s mother Xue Wanyue works in a textile factory on the outskirts of Donghai City.
To be continued...