"Buzz, buzz, buzz." He drove the Ferrari Rafah and blew up the street!
Look at the cars on the road. None of them dared to get close.
"Hubby, can you step on the gas pedal a little?”Shao Jia, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, complained.
Good heavens, he had earned 3.2 billion yuan today. How could he be short of this little bit of gas money? Cough cough, 300 million…and 2.9 billion was his private money. He must not be discovered.
However, even 300 million was enough for Lin Feng to show off.
"Honey, your husband earned 300 million yuan today!”
"So what if it's 300 million? Aren't they all dowries for their daughters?" Shao Jia teased.
“……”
Damn it, he really did say that. It was as if he wanted to give a daughter a billion!
"Ahem, honey, the car is running out of gas. I'll go get some gas. Why don't you get off by the roadside? The smell of gasoline is not good for the baby!"
"Alright, then you can let me down at the entrance of the gas station!”
"Mm, alright!"
Old Zhang was quite sensible. Even though he didn't refuel, he gave 1,000 yuan to refuel. That was enough to fill up the tank.
After all, the Ferrari's fuel tank wasn't big. It didn't even cost 1,000 yuan. A few hundred yuan was enough to fill it up.
Someone was going to ask, how much petrol did the Ferrari Rafah need?
95, 97, or 98, or 102!
Lin Feng had the right to answer this question.
Although the Ferrari company said that at least 98 #gasoline was needed, adding 95 and 97 would cause the car to shake, it was actually not a big deal. Even the sales and hood had written that 95 #or above gasoline was needed. In other words, other than 92 #gasoline, all other gasoline was fine!
However, you can't mix them up. After adding 95 a few times, add 97, and then add 98! It was fine to mix it up once in a while, but if it happened too often, they would have to clean the fuel tank. Of course, no one would do that, right? Except for the situation where the cheering staff made a mistake!
Therefore, it's fine for you to fill it up with 95th grade gasoline and above.
However, if he wanted the car to have a long life and he didn't lack money, it was better to add No. 98 gasoline. Was there anything wrong with that?
In fact, most rich people or second-generation heirs wouldn't care about one or two hundred yuan of gas money.
If you saw a Ferrari at a gas station filling up with No. 95 gasoline, then the car was either rented by a rental company or a rich second-generation heir who didn't have much pocket money. Because the rich second-generation heir's money was spent on picking up girls, they had to save money even for gas!
Lin Feng had just parked the car at the entrance of the gas station and was about to get out of the car to help Shao Jia open the door when he heard a bang and the car shook slightly.
Even Lin Feng himself was stunned, let alone Shao Jia!
Alright, who was this big brother? He even dared to crash into a Ferrari Rafah. Did he not know how to spend his money on the few houses in his house?
Of course, it was not like the Ferrari Rafah had never crashed before. Didn't the Shanghai emperor complete the first crash of the Ferrari Rafah? However, it was said that he sold Rafah!
He let Shao Jia sit in the car. He did not know who the other party was. For safety reasons, it was better not to get out of the car. It did not matter whether the car was or not. The child was much more important than the car.
He opened the butterfly door and got out of the car. Wow, why were there so many people surrounding him and starting to record and take photos?
Lin Feng frowned. These people must have nothing better to do!
However, the matter of frowning was still to come. When he walked to the back of the car to take a look, the bottom of the car had been dented.
The person who crashed into the car turned out to be a man in his fifties. His car was a motorcycle tricycle with a pile of junk tied to it.
Wasn't this Barbie Q? From the looks of it, he knew that it was not a big brother who had several houses at home, but an uncle who collected waste.
He didn't need to think to know that he definitely couldn't afford it!
The middle-aged man's face was pale. He stood beside the car, not knowing what to do. His hands were trembling as he took out a pack of cigarettes and walked over.
"B-Boss, I'm…I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! Please smoke a cigarette first and tell me how much it costs. I'll definitely compensate you.”
What kind of cigarette was it?
The specialty of Jinling was Red Nanjing. In order to ease the uncle's nervousness, Lin Feng took the cigarette and put it in his ear with a smile.
The middle-aged man had just relaxed a little, but the people who were watching the show at the side really did not mind making things worse. Before the owner of the car, Lin Feng, could say anything, they started talking at once.
"Whoa, this car should be a Ferrari Rafah, right? The back was dented. How much did it cost?”
"At least a hundred thousand. Don't you know about luxury cars? Not the poor, but the rich. This car must be worth tens of millions, right?”
" 50 million yuan. I think people who drive such luxury cars will cause a lot of harm. How can they afford to pay for a collision with an ordinary person?"
"Brothers, let's use Piercing Arrow to bring you up close to the owner of the Ferrari Rafah!”
“……”
There was even a live broadcast? Lin Feng frowned. He hated being in the limelight the most. He only wanted to live his own life and didn't want to be noticed.
When the uncle beside him heard that the repairs would cost at least a hundred thousand yuan, he was so scared that his hand that was holding a cigarette trembled non-stop.
"B-Boss, how much does it cost to repair this car? I…I'll try my best to compensate you!"
Yes, he would try his best!
It was actually quite profitable to collect waste in this era, but not everyone who collected waste could make a lot of money.
If it was a large-scale waste collection station that made money, there was indeed nothing wrong with it. For people like Uncle who ran around collecting waste, they could at most support their families. How could they take out a hundred thousand yuan so easily?
Even though Lin Feng didn't want to cause trouble and didn't want to pester her, he wasn't a saint. He couldn't just let her go without an explanation!
Then, his eyes lit up. He took out his car key and opened the trunk. He took out the wrench for maintenance under the crowd's exclamation.
"Boss, you…you…" The uncle was frightened. Was he going to beat him up?
However, the surrounding crowd became excited. The video of the owner of the luxury car hitting someone would definitely attract a huge amount of traffic, especially that unknown streamer. He was even more excited. He was broadcasting it live!
"Brothers, look at how the world is getting worse by the day. They're going to hit people after hitting a car. Rich people are all…F * ck!”
That's right, before the streamer could finish, Lin Feng had already finished his work!
With two slaps, he used a wrench to smash the rear taillight of the motorcycle.
Then, under everyone's puzzled expressions, he put Banshou back into the trunk, closed the trunk, and patted the dust off his hands.
"Uncle, you dented the back of my car. Is it okay if I smash the taillight of your car?”
The uncle still didn't understand what was going on. How much could the taillights of motorcycles be worth? Some of them didn't even have taillights, so they wouldn't install them.
"No…no problem!"
"It's fine as long as there's no problem. We're even now. Hurry up and leave. Your family is still waiting for you to eat!”
"What? This…"
Lin Feng pretended to be fierce and said,"What? My car is not worth as much as your taillights?”
"Yes, boss, I…"
"It's fine as long as there is. If you don't leave now, I'll change my mind. Remember not to hit a luxury car next time.”
“……”
The sudden turn of events stunned everyone present!
There was also such an operation. It was simply dazzling ~
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