No. 1 rich family abandons young

Hennessey Viper GT car key!

The world is limited to ten units, and China is limited to three units.

The top speed can reach 435km/h, and it has completely exploded top supercars such as Lamborghini, Bugatti, and Koenigsegg.

Won the title of the world's fastest sports car.

This is the top supercar that money can't buy!
President Song tried his best to control his emotions, but his hands still trembled uncontrollably.

He stared at the car keys enviously, his eyes were extremely hot.

It is the dream of many men to own such a top supercar!
"Oh." Shen Lang took the car keys calmly, relaxed and natural.

From my childhood memory, I was accompanied by luxury cars.

Peed on the leather seats of an Aston Martin at the age of five.

When he was ten years old, he secretly drove his father's Pagani Zonda to elementary school to pick up girls, but was fined and thrown into the wolf's den for three days.

"Mr. Shen, Miss Hongye also explained that the Hennessy Viper is parked in the Ping'an City Supercar Club and went to find a man named Wu Liang."

"What the hell is this woman doing? Didn't the family tell me to keep a low profile? I drive a poisonous snake to school in Ping'an City. Can I keep a low profile?"

Shen Lang stuffed the car keys into his trouser pocket in disgust. Four years of pretending to be poor was getting used to him.

When President Song heard this, he squeezed out a smile in embarrassment.

Even the son of the richest man in Ping'an City can't expect to drive a top-level supercar that is limited to three units in the country to go to school. He is eager to pick up girls with this car, but Mr. Shen looks disgusted.

However, President Song quickly figured it out. The Ruthless Family is quite mysterious in China. It is said that both at home and abroad have wealth that can rival the country, and there is also a mysterious power that is more incomparable than wealth.

With an identity like Mr. Shen, even a top supercar is no different from a scooter.

President Song didn't dare to think about it anymore, he understood that Shen Lang's level was beyond his reach, and the less he knew about the secrets of the ruthless family, the better.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen. I signed a confidentiality agreement and I will keep my mouth shut. With your secular experience in Ping'an City, we will make investment planning. According to Miss Hongye's instructions, I will help you invest and manage money, that is, money makes money. .”

Shen Lang nodded.

In fact, Shen Lang thinks it's a bit of a fuss to use this little pocket money for financial management, but his father often instills in him the concept of rich and poor, and Shen Lang doesn't value money very much.

Now he can use the various abilities he has mastered, as long as he wants to, he can still occupy a place even in the capital.

The heir of the ruthless family is not only a waste who can only squander money.

After finishing the work, President Song sent Shen Lang to the bank lobby respectfully.

At this time, Zheng Daguang did not leave, he wanted to see who it was that could make President Song pay so much attention to him, even offending his billionaire boss.

Zheng Daguang rubbed his eyes, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

President Song actually stood at the door of the bank, nodding and bowing to a young man in a delivery uniform.

And this young man is the delivery guy that Yang Xue wants to drive away!

"It's...it's him? Am I not mistaken?!"

Zheng Daguang stared at Shen Lang, and rode on the small electric motor skillfully, with ease and in one go. At first glance, he was a veteran of takeaways who had been in the industry for many years.

Shen Lang walked away, not bothering to look at President Song bowing behind him.

Zheng Daguang's three views were completely subverted at this moment!

Half an hour later, Shen Lang stood in front of the supercar club.

This is the only supercar club in Ping'an City, and it is also the most authoritative supercar trading channel in the city.

Those imported supercars are all traded here.

Shen Lang stopped the small electric motor at the door and walked in.

The female receptionist of the club is holding a lipstick to touch up her makeup.

I glanced at a delivery boy out of the corner of my eye and felt very puzzled.

According to regulations, this super running club does not allow anyone to order takeaway.

"Hello, who ordered the takeaway?" The female receptionist frowned slightly.

"I'm not here to deliver food, I'm looking for Wu Liang, let him come to see me." Shen Lang replied lightly.

Wu Liang?This is the chairman of the supercar club, the son of the CEO of the largest real estate company in Ping'an City, this food delivery guy is very proud!

The female receptionist looked at this handsome man of the same age with a serious face, and she was sure that he was not from the second-generation circle.

"Are you here to buy a car?"

"No, I don't buy a car, I pick it up."

The female receptionist was a little confused for a moment. Picking up a car and buying a car mean the same thing, why did he say it separately?
Moreover, the female receptionist was puzzled, when can I afford a supercar for food delivery?
The cheapest car of the supercar club costs 200 million. If this person can really afford a supercar, does he still need to ride a small electric car to deliver food?
A series of questions flashed through the mind of the female receptionist.

"Young Master Wu has gone out, and he will probably be back soon, please wait for a while."

In fact, the female receptionist didn't know when Wu Liang would return to the club. She thought that a food delivery person should be nothing important, and a casual sentence would be enough.

After saying this, the female receptionist picked up the small mirror and touched up her makeup.

To work in a supercar club, you have to dress yourself exquisitely, so that if you are caught by a rich second generation who plays supercars, you can fly on the branches and become a phoenix.

At this time, another girl walked over, wearing the same uniform tube skirt as the female receptionist, who was obviously also an employee of the club.

The two girls got together and chatted gossip.

"I heard no, a new Hennessey Viper recently arrived in the club, wow, it's super cool!"

"It must be the car of a super rich second generation. If only my future boyfriend could afford this kind of car!" The female receptionist's eyes were full of envy.

"Venom doesn't even dare to think about it. There are only three sets in the country!" said the new girl.

"That must be Mr. Wu's car. I really want a boyfriend who is as young and rich as Mr. Wu!" The female receptionist sighed again.

Hearing the girl gossip, Shen Lang didn't want to participate, so he sat down quietly and took out the smartphone with a broken screen in his trouser pocket.

This shabby look made the girl who had just walked over a little distressed.

"I didn't expect the delivery guy to be quite handsome. Even in the delivery clothes, he has a different temperament."

The female receptionist curled her lips and whispered with a sullen face: "What's the use of being handsome, can it be eaten as a meal? Why don't you just deliver food as usual? Look at his mobile phone, the screen is broken and he can't bear to change it, it's too poor a bit."

"Even if you don't have money, it's okay to have good looks. The takeaway clothes give you the Armani look. Hee hee, let me take a sneak peek."

"I've convinced you, and you're a nympho again, can you be more realistic?" The receptionist held a cosmetic box in her hand and rolled her eyes at her best friend.

At this moment, Shen Lang frowned.

He stared at the email page of his mobile phone with a worried expression on his face.

This is the financial statements of hot pot restaurants, KTV, and five-star hotels for this quarter.

After he took over the three stores, according to the procedure, the three accountants need to truthfully report the profitability to him, the largest shareholder.

"Last quarter made a total profit of 1 million. It seems that these three stores are very popular in Ping'an City. Originally, I wanted to make money by my own ability. Dad is forcing me to degenerate!"

Shen Lang silently calculated in his heart, planning to start some business by himself in the future.

As the sole heir of the ruthless family, Shen Lang doesn't want to be a waste who only enjoys himself.

Twenty minutes later, outside the supercar club, there was a sudden roar of cars.

I saw a young man in a neat suit stepping out of the car.