The Richest Man Yang Fei

Ma Feng called out in a low voice: "Made!"

Yang Fei asked, "What's wrong?"

Ma Feng said: "Young Master Fei, there is a sports car in front of you, and it has been standing in front of you unhurriedly."

Yang Fei said: "Stand in front? The road is so wide, can't we just change the lane?"

"Fei Shao, I have changed lanes several times, but the other party is still blocking the front."

Su Tong glanced sideways and said with a smile, "What kind of sports car is this? It's so beautiful!"

Yang Fei said: "Ferrari, there are probably not many in China."

Su Tong asked, "Is it expensive?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Of course it's expensive. There is a saying in the automotive industry that there are only two kinds of sports cars, one is called Ferrari and the other is called other sports cars."

Su Tong said, "What about our Rolls-Royce?"

Yang Fei said: "If I'm not mistaken, this car should be a Ferrari 512TR. The two headlights on its front face can jump up. The global limit is more than 2,000. The foreign price is more than 210,000 US dollars."

Su Tong said: "That's not expensive. It's 210,000 U.S. dollars, which is more than one million dollars. We bought more than five million soft sister coins for this car."

Yang Fei said with a smile: "It's not like this. This car will sell for more than three million Hong Kong dollars in Hong Kong. If it is sold in China, it may be about the same as our car."

"Ah?" Su Tong asked in surprise, "Why?"

Yang Fei said helplessly: "There is a good thing called tariffs. Especially automobile products, many of which are street cars abroad, but in our country, the price immediately becomes very beautiful and becomes a luxury car."

Su Tong said: "I think this person just wants to challenge our car! He thinks his car is better than our car."

Yang Fei said: "Needless to say, the driver must be a young man."

Su Tong said: "You know?"

Yang Fei said: "Cars like Rolls-Royce and Bentley are bought for sitting, and usually have a dedicated driver to drive them. But sports cars are bought for fun. Elderly people, who have nothing to spend so much money on?" Buy a sports car for fun? Not to mention the bottom of the chassis, it’s not comfortable to sit on.”

Su Tong smiled and said: "You are also a young man,

How do you buy such an old car? "

Yang Fei said: "I have an old mentality."

He said to Ma Feng: "Don't worry about him, young people can't help but want to challenge when they see a good car. It's a good thing to like adventure, but we don't play with him."

Su Tong said: "People who can afford to drive millions of sports cars must have a good background. How can you make fun of your own life?"

Yang Fei said: "Young people, what they play is excitement. They don't pursue stability, and they don't like life in a pool of stagnant water."

Su Tong shook his head: "I'm also a young man, so I think differently."

Ma Feng said: "Young Master Fei, the other party has been sending us messages, wanting to race with us."

Yang Fei said: "Ignore it."

Ma Feng said yes and drove the car smoothly.

The jade hand in the co-pilot position stretched out again, this time it was the little finger, which seriously despised the owner of the Rolls-Royce.

Ma Feng raised his brows, but thinking of Yang Fei's order, he didn't dare to act recklessly.

Suddenly, Ferrari made a beautiful drift, with the body lying in front.

Fortunately, Ma Feng braked in time and almost ran into each other.

"What's going on?" Yang Fei said in a deep voice, "Drive hard and don't worry about others!"

Ma Feng got angry and said loudly: "Young Master Fei, he turned the car sideways and blocked our way. If I hadn't been paying attention and stepped on the brakes in time, I would have been in an accident."

Yang Fei said: "You're looking for death! Go down and have a look!"

Ma Feng pushed the door to get out of the car and walked towards Ferrari.

Yang Fei glanced through the front glass of the car, and saw the Ferrari co-pilot get on, and a woman with big wavy blond hair got off. Her long blond hair was as fluffy as a big umbrella opened by a pine tree.

She was tall and slender, with shiny red leather boots shining brightly in the sun, and wearing a pair of big toad mirrors covering half of her face, only her red lips like flames could be seen.

Ma Feng walked over to reason with her.

The woman smiled frivolously: "I thought it was an old man driving the car! It turned out that he was also a young man. Hey, I asked you to race with us. Why shouldn't you?"

Ma Feng pointed at her face and said, "Are you looking for death? Looking for another place! Don't pull me!"

The woman stomped her feet and said, "Hey, why are you swearing?"

Ma Feng said in a deep voice: "Calling you is considered light, I still want to hit someone!"

The woman said: "What a temper! Seeing that your car is so good, I just want to compare it! Why are you so petty? Sister, don't you often say that rich people have a good temper? This person drives such a good car. Che, why are you so irritable?"

The second half of her sentence was addressed to the people in the car.

A sentence came from inside: "Miaomiao, stop making trouble, get in the car!"

"No, I've grown up so big, and no one has ever dared to kill me! I'm not done with him today!" The woman named Miaomiao put one hand on her hip, and pointed at Ma Feng with the other, "Apologize!"

Ma Feng snorted coldly: "Don't even think about it!"

When the two were in a stalemate, Yang Fei in the car said to Su Tong: "It seems that there is an argument, I'll go down and have a look."

Su Tong hummed: "It's better to solve the grudge than to get married, and there is no deep hatred, so let's forget it."

Yang Fei squeezed her little hand and hummed.

He got out of the car and walked over, asking, "Ma Feng, what's wrong?"

"Young Master Fei, this woman is making trouble for no reason!" Ma Feng stepped aside and said respectfully.

"Yo, so this is the owner of the car! - Let me just say, you look like a driver, how can you afford such an expensive car? - Hey, this car is yours?" Miaomiao looked at Yang fly.

Yang Fei said: "Miss, if it's okay, please get out of the way. You can see that the cars behind are all lined up. You are obstructing the traffic."

Miaomiao curled her lips and said, "What are you afraid of! Even if the traffic police came, they wouldn't dare to do anything to us! You don't have to be afraid, I'll cover you! Do you dare to race with us? I heard that you The car is getting expensive, so you are afraid that the performance will not be very good, right?"

Yang Fei chuckled: "Don't dare. Miss, I don't care what your purpose is to embarrass a stranger so much, don't you find it strange?"

"Hey, how do you know my name and my sister's name?"

Yang Fei said in a daze, "I don't know you, and I don't know the names of your sisters."

"My name is Mo Miao, and my sister's name is Mo Ming!"

"Huh? Is there still a name like this?" Yang Fei laughed.

"Hey, do you dare to laugh at our bad name?"

"No, it sounds good, it sounds good." Yang Fei touched his chin and said to Ma Feng, "Get in the car, let's go. Why are you arguing with a pair of inexplicable women?"

Mo Miao got angry and called Yang Fei to stop, "Hey, don't go!"

At this time, the door of the Ferrari cab was pushed open, and a woman with a completely different style from Mo Miao stepped out of the car, her voice was as clear as a lark: "Miao Miao, let's go. Hey, I'm sorry, we didn't mean it , I just want to invite a car race."

Yang Fei glanced at her. She was wearing a red leather jacket and had straight black hair. She was standing next to a white Ferrari. Her long hair was fluttering, forming a beautiful painting, even more beautiful than a car model.

It's amazing!

Yang Fei nodded to her, turned around and got into the car.