"Senior, where do you live? Do you need me to send you back?”Send out your followers. After Zhao Weiwei was promoted to the hotel's deputy general manager, Wang Feng directly asked the security guard to withstand the pressure of the media reporters and drove to Zhou Xiaomiao.
"Of course I'm going back to school. I'm still a graduate student.”
"Alright, get in the car."
"By the way, did you turn off your live broadcast?"
"I can't bear to. They still want to see your side profile driving a Porsche with one hand.”
"Now that more than 13 million people are online, can you let me broadcast for a while longer?”
"Sure."
Wang Feng drove past Zhigang Avenue and looked at the gas meter.
"Yo, this 4S shop is really stingy. It's almost out of gas.”
"Giggle!"
Zhou Xiaomiao was instantly amused." Junior, it's not that the 4S shop gave you too little spare fuel, but that your car consumes too much fuel.”
"Does it consume a lot of fuel?"
"My hybrid car only has 3.1 liters for 100 kilometers.”
The live broadcast room exploded because of Wang Feng's words.
"The Act Tough King is indeed the Act Tough King. 3.1 liters per 100 kilometers. Doesn't that mean that the fuel consumption of my 0.8L Chery Q3 is even lower?”
"Oh my god, the three great cars, the Zero-hundred acceleration of 2.3 seconds, the thing that can instantly kill a Bugatti Veyron, has such low fuel consumption?”
"But I can't afford it either. It costs tens of thousands for maintenance. The annual insurance is probably 500 to 600 thousand.”
"The 13.38 million pink Porsche 918 from the richest man, Principal Wang, seems to have an insurance premium of 400,000 last year.”
"This one is the best one with a magical modification of 25 million yuan.”
"Buzz…"
Wang Feng drove the car into the gas station and stopped.
"Hello, add No. 98 oil."
This gas station was very big, and there were only a few places in the city that filled up with 98 gas. After all, luxury cars were only owned by a small number of car owners.
"Hello, you can line up here.”
"Oh?"
Wang Feng looked ahead and saw a Bentley Speeder worth more than three million yuan parked in front of the 95 and 98 gas stations. It was probably refilling.
"Pa!"
All of a sudden, Wang Feng saw the Bentley owner slap the gas station attendant.
"Oh my, why are you fighting?"
Zhou Xiaomiao, who was beside him, also quickly propped up his mobile phone for the live broadcast. It was a rare occurrence for a live broadcast to encounter an emergency and break the news.
"Why did you hit him?" The gas station employee was furious. He took two steps back, his face red, and he looked aggrieved.
The nearby employees and car owners also gathered around.
The car owner was obviously angrier than him." This is a Bentley. Don't you know that I need 98 gas?"”
"What do you mean by adding No. 95 oil to me?”
"Do you think my engine isn't broken fast enough?”
The gas station employee looked around aggrievedly." But you can't hit someone. The gas station is so busy. I was careless.”
"Big Brother, my car is worth more than three million yuan. Because of your negligence, I might lose tens of millions of yuan.”
As he spoke, the car owner slapped him a second time.
"Pa!"
In the next second, his arm was grabbed.
The one who attacked was naturally Wang Feng.
"What are you doing?"
The car owner looked at Wang Feng angrily." What? You want to stand up for him?”
"The first slap was because he did something wrong and caused you a huge loss. Moreover, he used the excuse of being busy to refuel and gave you the wrong gas. It was his fault.”
"But the second slap means that you're hitting someone.”
"Brother, I advise you to get the station master to come over and discuss the compensation. Perhaps we can settle it satisfactorily.”Wang Feng whispered into his ear," That's enough, bro. I'm still waiting to cheer for you."”
Wang Feng pressed the key in his hand, and the Porsche 918Spyder's toad headlights flashed, releasing a dazzling luster.
The Bentley owner glanced at Wang Feng and resisted the urge to scold him.
Only people of the same status would interact with each other.
If Wang Feng didn't have such an exaggerated supercar, he would probably have said," Get lost."
"Alright, I'll listen to your advice."
He grabbed the gas station attendant's hand and said," Let's go to your station chief's office.”
"You have to compensate me."
"It's so infuriating. It's been less than half a year since I bought the car, and this is the first time I've encountered such a thing.”
"How can someone like you become a gas station employee?”
Wang Feng stood at the side, smiling and not saying anything.
Zhou Xiaomiao walked over and tugged at Wang Feng's sleeve." Junior, let's make a deal. Take me in and help me block the live broadcast. How about that?"”
"No, this is someone else's privacy.”
Zhou Xiaomiao gritted her teeth." You just bought a new car. How about I give you a box of gas?"”
Wang Feng reached out and pulled Zhou Xiaomiao. He used his clothes to clamp the selfie stick and the camera, revealing only a small lens.
He brought her to the gas station office.
"I don't care if you cheer me up or not.”
"Actually, I like to help people the most.”
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