Outside West Fifth Ring Road, in the Garden District.
Chen Mu parked the car in the public parking lot at the entrance of the residential area. He then carried two large bags of items into the residential area.?
After a while.
A group of people gathered at the door.
"Wow, look at this car. It's too high-end.”
"Whose car is it?"
"He's not from our neighborhood, is he?"
"Definitely not. Who doesn't know who's in our neighborhood? No one could afford such a luxury car.”
"Quick, quick, take a picture of me."
"You dodge, I'll take a shot first."
……
It was noisy beside the sports car.
At a certain moment.
Zhang Liang walked in from outside and saw a group of people gathered at the parking lot. He couldn't help but walk over curiously.
He was carrying two large bags of plastic bottles in his hands.
They were all picked up from the streets. On one hand, they could be sold for money, and on the other hand, they could be considered as environmental protection for the city.
Zhang Liang was an old-fashioned man.
He inherited the hard work style of the early days and hated corruption and waste very much.
In essence, he was a serious person.
He squeezed his way out of the crowd and said," Make way," as he moved closer.
"Hey, Old Zhang, why are you squeezing? Look, you're picking up trash again. Isn't it dirty?”
"That's right. Don't rub against me."
"Ugh, this smell. Old Zhang, can you deal with the bottle? It stinks."
……
The crowd dispersed.
Zhang Liang said with a straight face as he walked forward,"You think it's dirty, but isn't the money dirty? If this thing is sold for money, won't it be dirty when I treat you to a meal?”
"Old Zhang is the best at sophistry."
"That's right."
"Old Zhang, what are you looking at? This is a supercar. Have you seen it before?"
Zhang Liang looked at the supercar inside and was shocked.
He loved cars.
He wanted to buy his own car for the rest of his life.
Unfortunately, in the past few decades, in order to raise his two children to go to school, he did not even buy a decent piece of clothing, let alone buy a car.
Looking at the supercar in front of him, he was quite excited.
He really wanted to touch it.
"Old Zhang, I heard that your adopted son has become an actor. Was it popular? Can you afford such a car?"
A fat auntie with freckles all over her face asked loudly.
"Do actors have to buy this kind of car?”
Zhang Liang glanced at her angrily.
"Of course. As an actor, filming a commercial would cost six figures. That son you picked up…"
"Zhang Cuihua, do you believe that I'll slap you if you say that you're a son I picked up?”
Zhang Liang glared at her.
Then, he suddenly turned around and prepared to leave.
However, he didn't notice the distance between him and the car. There was a plastic bag in his hand that might have contained an aluminum can. With a clang, he crashed into the sports car.
The sports car was scratched.
The traces were very obvious.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent.
Immediately after, everyone quickly pulled away, leaving Zhang Liang standing there with a stunned expression.
"Old Zhang, you're finished."
"You pay for it."
"Compensate? Look at this car. Can Old Zhang afford to pay for it? Even selling his kidney and blood wouldn't be enough. These scratches would cost him hundreds of thousands.”
"Old Zhang, hurry up and run. It's fine, we'll pretend we didn't see anything.”
"Yes, yes, Old Zhang, let's go. Otherwise, even if you go bankrupt, you won't be able to afford it.”
……
They had been neighbors for decades. Although they were sometimes sharp-tongued, at critical moments, they were still quite loyal.
Unfortunately, Zhang Liang was a stubborn person.
Moreover, he was stubborn.
His face was a little pale as he stared blankly at the car. Under the urging of the crowd, he slowly put down the plastic bag.
"Sigh!" Zhang Liang sighed.
"Look, Old Zhang, why aren't you leaving yet? Are you still going to be honest with others?"
Zhang Cuihua, who had just mocked him, was anxious.
The others also urged Zhang Liang, even wanting to drag him away.
"Don't pull, don't pull."
Zhang Liang signaled for everyone to stop. He looked at the scratches on the car helplessly and said,"No matter what, I can't just leave. Wait for the owner."
"Wait?"
A middle-aged bespectacled man walked over and said exaggeratedly,"Old Zhang, do you know how much this car costs? I checked it for you. This was a McLaren, a supercar. A car was worth more than ten million yuan. How are you going to pay for it?"
Another old lady also said in a low voice,"Alright, Zhang, there are no surveillance cameras here. Don't be so stubborn. Hurry up and leave, we haven't seen anyone.”
"Yes, let's go."
"If we don't leave now, it'll be too late."
……
The group of people started arguing again.
Unfortunately, Zhang Liang was stubborn. He squatted on the ground and lit a cigarette. As he smoked, he sighed."I can't leave. I can't do that. Pay as much as you can."
"Sigh, stubborn."
"I'll compensate you to death, stubborn donkey."
"What are you planning?"
Just as the people around them were anxious, a voice came from behind them."Dad, why are you squatting here? Why aren't you going home?"
Zhang Liang's body trembled and he quickly looked up.
"Son?"
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