"Did you learn this car in the United States?" Gu Jiu looked at the simple and skillful operation and changed the topic.

"Yeah." A simple answer: "There is an underground racing stadium not far from my house. I also flipped over the car twice, and almost died."

It was simply put in an understatement, but Gu Jiu frowned, which was a bit indescribable.

Then, when Gu Jiu was stunned, he suddenly said: "It's over."

Gu Jiu closed his eyes and looked at the two motorcycles following them in a simple gaze. His face suddenly sank and he asked, "Do you have a driver's license?"

I was a little confused: "I haven't touched a car since I returned to China. Besides, my driver's license is from the United States, so it's not easy to use in China!"

Gu Jiu's breathing sank, feeling a little trouble.

I simply parked the car aside, looked at the motorcycle that was standing in front of her, and turned my head to look at Gu Jiu beside me. Suddenly I felt a little funny and I laughed out loud:

"I'm right now, I've really sent you to the traffic police brigade."

Gu Jiu raised his eyes and met Jian's face that smiled so hard that he could not bear to himself. He shook his head helplessly.

….

It was simply that they did not bring any valid IDs about their identity, and it was a lot of trouble that they both came out of the traffic police brigade.

He simply threw the car key to Gu Jiu and said angrily: "Take me back quickly. I'll be called up early in the morning. I'm going to go back to bed."

Gu Jiu looked at the key in his hand and frowned. It was his fault?

Half an hour later, the limited edition Maybach was parked downstairs in Unit 2.

After getting off the car, hello to Gu Jiu and walked straight to the door-

Gu Jiu lowered his eyes and glanced at the key in his hand, then shouted, "I don't want the car?"

He simply looked back at Maybach beside Gu Jiu, feeling reluctant to leave, but he still said, "The old saying goes, a gentleman loves money and takes it well. As the saying goes, eating people is soft-mouthed and having short hands. If I really accept it, wouldn't it be equivalent to selling myself? It's not worth it."

Gu Jiu gently pulled the corner of his lips, and didn't say anything more. He answered a phone call and drove out of the community.

As I watched the car disappear at the end, I felt a little reluctant. I wouldn't say whether she could afford it. It was a limited edition, and I guess I couldn't buy it even if I wanted to.

When she turned around, she happened to meet Shu Jing, who was standing at the elevator entrance, holding garbage, and was stunned.

Shu Jing's face was a little embarrassed. The girl, the luxury car, the rich second generation sold herself. The information was composed of so many people could not stop their imagination.

I didn't think anything simple, so I greeted Shu Jing and took the elevator upstairs.

Shu Jing hurriedly ran out, and the slippers on her feet clattered. When she came out, there was no trace of the luxury car.

She has attended several auto shows and knows more or less about the car. Just that one, conservatively estimated that it will cost more than 90 million.

Beautiful and good-looking, with a high education, the people you come into contact with are different!

...

As soon as she was lying on the bed, she was drowsy when a phone ringtone suddenly remembered that she tried her best to suppress her inner mania and answered the call.

"Hey, is it Teacher Jian?" A gentle and weak female voice came from the phone.

Simple frowned, and before he could get used to this title, he subconsciously said, "You called the wrong phone number."

After saying that, he was about to hang up, but he heard gentleness coming from the other side again: "I am Zuo Li."

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!