Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

At this time, the climate in Silicon Valley is actually quite pleasant. It is not too hot nor cold. One of the consequences of this is that you will inevitably feel sleepy when sitting in a stalled car.

Especially if your jet lag has not reversed.

As the street lights slowly turned on, and the sky gradually dimmed, Ma Wenzhen's eyelids couldn't help fighting.

He glanced at the time, it was almost seven o'clock, but the legendary Feng Yiping convertible Bentley was still missing.

Not only did Feng Yiping's Yajun disappear, but after 6 o'clock, there were very few cars on the road.

There are many more, eating at the fast food restaurant not far from the convenience store.

Ma Wenzhen yawned, he could not remember how many times he yawned. He only remembered that he had never yawned openly once.

He came here without taking a break. This idea came from him. Everyone is very sleepy. If they yawn, they will be infected. If they all fall asleep in the car, wouldn't it be a joke?

And what is certain is that if this joke reaches President Wang, it will not be so funny.

He now hears clearly the young master of his father's biggest backer, just one word, cruel!

Others look to him for errands and offer ruthless prices; if they are interested in things, whether they are people or benefits, they will act ruthlessly; they will be ruthless with subordinates' demands; those who look for him with impure purposes will be ruthlessly treated...

After hearing about some things, he actually regretted going to Mr. Wang, and wanted to rely on him to rectify Feng Yiping. It worked well. If he didn’t do a good job, it didn’t work well, he would not only ask for it. No good, I am afraid that even my father will be implicated.

However, if my dad can watch him sitting in the classroom cruelly, it is implicated, so he is implicated.

"Mr. Ma, if you are sleepy, go to sleep for a while, it's okay," said Fat An, the co-pilot, still chewing gum in his mouth.

In a car, how could his actions be hidden from the other two?

"It's okay," Ma Wenzhen rubbed his eyes. "The two have worked hard. Let's stay there for another hour. After an hour, if we haven't waited, then we will go back and rest."

He has always been very polite to the two following. Who said these two were not his subordinates, but came to assist him temporarily? These two are the powerful team of President Wang, and they have spent much more time with him than themselves.

"If you don't go back, you will have to change places in an hour at most," said Yang Shan in the back seat. "As of just now, the uncle in the convenience store has looked at us five times through the window."

"There are so few people in this place in America?" He couldn't help asking.

If this is in China, there is such a parking lot that can park a dozen cars, the staff in the convenience store, how can there be time to look at the cars in the parking lot? Designated to be busy receiving customers.

Just want to see, and only look at the beauties passing by the window.

But here, there were still a few cars, but they all drove away one after another. Now, besides their one, there is only one old Ford, mostly the one in the shop.

"We drove such a car, would he still suspect that we robbed his shop?" Fat An said.

"The car may have been robbed," Yang Shan said.

This reason is so powerful.

"It's okay, I'll go shopping later to dispel his worries," Ma Wenzhen said.

"He must have other cars," Fat An said.

What do you still need to say about this? People now have tens of billions of dollars in assets, so an expensive private jet has already been bought, but wouldn't you buy more cars?

"Let's try your luck today. Tomorrow we will divide the work and stay here all the way to his company," Ma Wenzhen said.

"What if he has more than one office?" Pang An questioned again, "I think this is too blind, or should I find some local people to help figure out the situation? Isn't Chinatown here quite well-known? There must be such People,"

"You can't take this risk," Yang Shan said. "You can't underestimate Feng Yiping's current influence. Whether you ask for help from Chinese or white people, this matter may reach the ears of the police station or Feng Yiping. ,"

Many people know, especially those who are involved in investigations, that Feng Yiping is now a super rich man with assets of more than ten billion US dollars. You are so reckless to come to your door and ask them to help investigate Feng Yiping where he was during the day. In the local office, which cars are there, the first reaction of those people is that you want to play Feng Yiping's idea, maybe it is kidnapping.

The result was probably a ruthless collection of you, and then when you first got the information, the police followed.

If it reaches Feng Yiping's ears, it will be even more unpleasant. If he is allowed to touch the head of Wang President again, he does not need to clean up, President Wang can clean up himself!

"I'm going to buy something to drink," Ma Wenzhen said, pushing the door and getting out of the car, mother, it was not easy to do anything.

The middle-aged Korean in the convenience store has been watching Ma Wenzhen vigilantly. When passing by the counter, Ma Wenzhen saw that a shotgun was prominently placed on the shelf of the cabinet behind the counter against the wall. , Just to make sure he can reach it as soon as he reaches out.

The special California law allows you to hold a gun like this?

A **** old stick, do you really think that this young man will steal your broken shop?

He took a few cans of coffee, and a few packs of potato chips and chewing gum. When checking out, he deliberately akimbo, revealing the Hermes belt with a prominent mark on his waist.

I looked at the watch specially, this is Jin Lao, just can't afford it, you should have seen it!

He felt that this still worked. When the bill was settled, the old stick was polite, and he couldn't change his short-sighted, deadly virtue no matter where he went!

"Yes, there is no problem in the convenience store," he tossed the coffee to Yang Shan.

Pang An drank more than half of the can of coffee. "Wait, there is another one, Mr. Ma, do you think Feng Yiping is sitting in this car?" He looked at the car from the road. The Range Rover galloping past said.

Obviously, he was still a little unhappy with Ma Wenzhen's blind approach.

"Hold on for another half an hour, okay," Ma Wenzhen couldn't care about him.

"Hehe, it's okay, maybe I'll wait," Fat An groaned.

"Wait, is this the car just now?" Yang Shan said suddenly, and a Range Rover drove back from there, as if it meant to come to the convenience store.

"It seems to be," Ma Wenzhen said, followed by a short curse, "Grass," and then moved the seat to the end with a "clang".

The Range Rover was parked in front of the convenience store, and a person in the back seat put down a document in his hand and walked out of the car. It wasn't Feng Yiping and who was it?

Yang Shan frowned and looked at the nervous Ma Wenzhen. They were behind and we were in front. There was nothing wrong. You made such a big move, didn't you want to attract their attention?

I did hear the movement there, but Feng Yiping just glanced at it casually, and hurried into the store to buy a few things that Huang Jingping confessed. It was the big foreigner who was driving, who had been paying attention to them. movement.

"He doesn't know you, don't panic," Yang Shan whispered as Owen slowly walked over.

"But Feng Yiping knows me," Ma Wenzhen said.

Somehow, when he said this, he could not help but feel a touch of pride.

Yes, it is indeed an honor to be known and remembered by Feng Yiping now.

He actually feels too good about himself.

"Feng Yiping is in the store, how can I see the inside of the car?" Yang Shan said.

"Oh," Ma Wenzhen was about to erect the seat again.

"that's it,"

"Oh~www.wuxiaspot.com~Owen," Feng Yiping walked to the door holding a paper bag at this time, and the stick followed with a smile on his face to send off.

Feng Yiping saved Ma Wenzhen and the others a trouble, and Owen quickly returned to the Land Rover.

Ma Wenzhen saw that as soon as Feng Yiping got on the car, he picked up the document and looked at it.

Before she put it aside, he would think that people who act like this were pretending to be pretentious, but for Feng Yiping, he really didn't think so.

He would also want to sit in the back seat of that Land Rover and read the documents. Those documents symbolize power.

"Is there a problem over there?" Feng Yiping glanced at their Escalade through the glass, and saw the co-pilot sitting on and an Asian man drinking a drink.

"Nothing," Irving said, but he always felt that the car seemed to make him a little uneasy. Under the current circumstances, of course it would be best to take the boss out of there.

But he still made a call.

Seeing the car driving far away, Ma Wenzhen could finally sit up, "Have you been photographed?"

"It's done, it's done," Fat An said triumphantly, "I can go back to the hotel now,"

"Wait, I have to go to the bathroom,"

Watching him rush towards the bathroom, Fat An laughed first, and then Yang Shan couldn't hold back.

It seems that Feng Yiping really puts a lot of pressure on Mr. Ma.

However, their laughs did not last long. Ma Wenzhen had just returned to the car and was about to start. A police car stopped beside them with the lights flashing, and a strong policeman put his right hand on his waist and faced them. Coming over, the other person walked towards the rear of the car.

Oh shit! Ma Wenzhen couldn't help cursing again, but consciously took his hands off the steering wheel.

On the road over there, a Ford off-road vehicle stopped for a while and then slowly walked away.

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