I Don’t Want To Be Popular

"Can't we make a deal? Do you have a car now? No, right? Do you like Land Rover? Range Rover 5.0, Anniversary Collector's Edition, sold for nearly 3 million. Doesn't it sound good to drive?" Feng Jingyu said, "You look good too. Isn’t it nice to have a pretty face and drive a 3 million car to take the young lady out to eat?”

"What do you mean?" Lu Youfang asked.

"Yuanju Capital will spend another 100 million to buy 10% of your equity. As a personal compensation for you, I will give you a car." Feng Jingyu said.

Lu Youfang shook his head: "I will not make any transactions behind Mr. Chen's back. I am willing to transfer 10%, but for 200 million, I will report the plan to Mr. Chen. Yes, I am not qualified to take 20%, but I don't It will allow the organization to take advantage of it in vain. Let’s go now. Next time we won’t meet alone. If we want to talk, we can talk it over together in front of Mr. Chen.”

After saying that, Lu Youfang stood up, drank all his coffee, and walked out of Starbucks.

When he walked out, Lu Youfang saw Xiao Zhao getting off work.

Xiao Zhao carried a brown bag and walked to the bus stop.

Lu Youfang thought of what Representative Feng said just now, it would be great if there was a Range Rover, so that Xiao Zhao could be taken directly, and she would not have to work hard to squeeze into the bus.

There are a lot of office workers here at the Wanbang Center Building. Every day when I get off work, there are a lot of people waiting for the bus.

"Xiao Zhao." Lu Youfang shouted.

Lin Xiaozhao looked back and said, "Mr. Lu."

"Well, are you off work?" Lu Youfang took two quick steps and stood side by side with Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao said "hmm". It was obvious that she was not very interested.

Lu Youfang was a little nervous. He stood in front of Xiao Zhao and looked at this innocent girl. His first feeling was "inferiority". I feel inferior that I don’t have money, I feel inferior that I’m not handsome enough, I feel inferior that I can’t speak well, I feel inferior that I don’t have any ability.

Is the first feeling you feel when you really like someone a feeling of inferiority?

Lu Youfang couldn't explain clearly.

In fact, he and Xiao Zhao have not exchanged a few words, let alone any understanding. Is the love generated under such circumstances just "coveting for someone else's body"?

Lu Youfang couldn't explain clearly.

Lu Youfang also takes bus. Like Xiao Zhao, he takes bus No. 22.

The two of them stood by the platform waiting for the bus.

Lu Youfang started to chat: "Xiao Zhao, does your mother want you to fall in love with Mr. Chen?"

"Ah?" Xiao Zhao glanced at Lu Youfang with wide eyes, "Why do you ask this?"

"Uh, then... what should I ask? Well... has the new UI been designed? What's the feedback from the evaluation team?" Lu Youfang said.

Xiao Zhao rolled his eyes and said: "You are still asking about work after get off work? Don't take too much advantage of our workers!"

"No, no pressure. Then..." Lu Youfang's hands were sweating anxiously and he didn't know what to ask.

Boom boom!

An orange McLaren P1 supercar parked in front of the Wanbang Center.

Beautiful butterfly doors open.

The tall girl wearing a red tube top skirt stepped out of the car, stood beside the car, looked up at the Wanbang Building, obviously waiting for someone.

Standing here, everyone, men, women, old and young, all looked at the McLaren P1 and the tall girl. The visual effect of luxury cars and beautiful women stimulates everyone's attention. Some people's eyes fell on the low-lying three sacred carriages, while others' eyes fell on the girl's slender, firm, round and straight legs. Someone's eyes fell on the girl's beautiful and delicate face. Some people also looked back at the Wanbang Building, maybe wondering, who is this beautiful woman with a luxury car waiting for?

Lu Youfang said to himself: "Like Mr. Chen's P1, his friend drove his car, come and pick him up."

Sure enough, after a while.

Chen Chuan, who was wearing light-colored casual clothes, walked out of Wanbang Center and walked towards orange P1.

The girl stepped on stilettos, trotted over, opened her arms, like a fairy cat acting coquettishly like its owner, "You still work on weekends, why don't you work so hard~"

The girl hugged Chen Chuan gently, closed her eyes, raised her face, and gave him a gentle kiss. Chen Chuan touched her long hair, then held her slim waist, and the two of them got into the car.

The doors of the McLaren P1 were closed, blocking the gaze of everyone on the platform.

You can vaguely see the girl lowering her head in the cab, seemingly changing her shoes. Just now, she was wearing sexy high-heeled shoes outside the car. Now that she was in the car, she should have changed to flat shoes to drive.

Two booms.

P1 merged into the traffic flow on the road and moved forward.

Even in the rolling traffic, the orange P1 is still the most dazzling presence.

Lin Xiaozhao watched this scene the whole time, clenched his little fists, and hummed: "That's it? That's it? I asked him to have dinner, but he said he was busy and had no time. That's it?"

Lu Youfang watched P1 go away with eager eyes. In such a life, it would be false to say that you are not greedy. You can only close your eyes and recite the "Great Compassion Mantra" silently to make yourself less greedy.

"Haha, beautiful lady in a car? Just a pink skull. It's not interesting." Lu Youfang said to himself.

Lin Xiaozhao glanced at Lu Youfang and said, "Silly."

"Hey you." Lu Youfang blushed and said anxiously, "You fair little beauty, why are you scolding me? After all, I am the leader of your company!"

Lin Xiaozhao chuckled: "It's not a curse, it's a joke. Don't you understand the joke? It's boring!"

"Uh, dizzy! Okay, you say it again and I'll do it again." Lu Youfang said, "The pink skull is boring."

"Silly beep." Lin Xiaozhao looked at Lu Youfang and said with a smile.

Lu Youfang also laughed and said, "You are stupid."

Lin Xiaozhao's smile disappeared.

Lu Youfang's smile froze and he said nervously: "What's wrong again? Play, isn't that how you take a joke? Hey, Xiao Zhao..."

Lin Xiaozhao stopped a taxi directly, got in and left.

Lu Youfang stretched out his hand to grab a handful of air and watched the taxi drive away.

Lin Xiaozhao sat in the back seat of the taxi, looked at the scenery outside the car, took out her mobile phone, and sent a voice message to her mother.

"Mom, that stinky guy! He didn't come to our house for dinner, but he got into a goblin's car and drove away! I'm so angry!" Lin Xiaozhao said bitterly.

"Don't call you brother Chen Chuan that!" her mother replied.

Next traffic light.

Lin Xiaozhao saw the orange supercar P1 and stopped there to wait.

The P1 window fell, and Lin Xiaozhao saw Chen Chuan sitting in the passenger seat, resting one arm on the window and looking at the sunset in the west.

Lin Xiaozhao was happy and thought, haha, supercars are amazing, right? Isn’t it the same as waiting at a red light with a taxi? Do you have the ability to fly there? What kind of cars are not the same?

Lin Xiaozhao also lowered the window and looked at Chen Chuan, who was just a car away.

There is a threshold for people's endurance when waiting at a red light.

It depends on the outdoor weather. If it is higher than 35℃, most people will not be able to tolerate it for more than 60 seconds. The weather is neither hot nor cold. If there is nothing particularly urgent, 90 seconds is acceptable.

Fortunately, in June in Haiqin City, the climate is moderately hot and cold, and the evening wind comes from the seaside, which is very comfortable.

Chen Chuan was sitting in the car, and the person who drove to pick him up was Ren Li.

Ren Li stepped into the role. Yesterday she chose to play Andy's personal maid for three months. She cleaned the house in Haiyueting, bought groceries, washed clothes, and then drove to pick up Chen Chuan in the evening.

This sounds a bit hard, but in fact, with the blessing of wealth, these things are not so hard. Just imagine, cleaning in a rental house that costs 2,500 a month is the same as cleaning in a single-family house in the city center that costs 25 million? The same goes for washing vegetables. The feeling of washing a 12-pound carp is different from that of 200 yuan a pound of salmon. The same goes for driving to pick someone up. Is it possible that driving a dirty car to pick someone up is the same as driving a P1, one of the three great cars? The former is like a master running Didi, while the latter is out on catwalks, enjoying the envious and coveted gazes of passers-by.

Therefore, work of the same nature becomes different with the blessing of wealth.

For example, can bosses working overtime have the same feeling as workers working overtime?

Ren Li looked sideways at Chen Chuan.

Lin Xiaozhao, who was in the taxi next to him, also looked at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan looked at the flaming clouds in the west sky, noticed the glances on the side, looked sideways, and saw Lin Xiaozhao sitting in the back seat of the taxi.

The two looked at each other.

Lin Xiaozhao pouted and wrinkled his nose.

Chen Chuan smiled. This ghost expression is quite cute.

Lin Xiaozhao pulled his eyelids with both hands and made a "slightly" grimace.

Chen Chuan raised his hand and took a photo with his mobile phone.

"You!" Lin Xiaozhao was so angry that she turned pale, only to realize that she was still a bit more tender when playing with Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan chuckled and sent the photo of Lin Xiaozhao's "ghost face" directly to Moments with the text: "While waiting at the red light, the girl in the car next to me looked pretty, but she was a fool."

After sending it out, Chen Chuan laughed out loud and was in a good mood.

As soon as I posted it... hundreds of likes came instantly!

Chen Chuan even wondered if there was a group of people in his circle of friends who usually did nothing but waited 24 hours for themselves to post statuses so that they could give themselves likes?

Bo.

Ren Li came over and gave her a sweet kiss.

P1's window glass goes up.

Lin Xiaozhao took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera to take a selfie, looked at himself in the camera, and recalled the appearance of the girl driving P1. What was the difference? It seems that I am not bad at anything. That girl is a beauty, but I am not?

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