Picking up rubbish from the ex-marriage to help the brother-in-law

Chapter 136 Ferrari Delays Me Picking Up Trash

Seeing Liu Fan again, Long Shaoan didn't have to think about it, his body mechanism automatically told him that something bad was about to happen.

"Liu Fan, you... what are you going to do?"

Long Shaoan tried his best to calm himself down.

He was thinking, why is he everywhere in this competition!
Unexpectedly, Liu Fan seemed to be able to read minds, staring at Long Shaoan, and asked, "Are you thinking, why am I following you everywhere like a ghost?"

Long Shaoan nodded dully.

Liu Fan sighed softly, turned his head and pointed at the Maybach behind him, shook his head and said, "I don't want to either, you said that the new car I bought just now was scratched by you before I even drove it, what do you think should I do? "

Long Shaoan's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the bright and powerful Maybach behind Liu Fan, his voice became hoarse.

"It's you, yours? Aren't you that Ferrari?"

He looked uglier than crying.

"The Ferrari was holding me back from picking up the trash, so I bought a cheap one."

Liu Fan said in a very embarrassed way.

As soon as these words came out, not only Long Shaoan was stunned, but Dong Xingxing behind Liu Fan was also stunned.

What does Ferrari delay picking up trash?
What is cheap?
Maybach is at least 800 million, and it’s still cheap!
Dong Xingxing immediately remembered that Liu Fan was ridiculed by the clerk for picking up trash that day, cooperating with this master is really picking up trash!
But if you think Ferrari delays picking up trash, doesn't that mean that Maybach is suitable for picking up trash?

As the manager of the Mercedes-Benz 4S store, Dong and his party felt as uncomfortable as eating a dead child.

And Zhang San's original gratitude for being rescued by Liu Fan was also diluted by Liu Fan's flaunting of his wealth, and he felt very speechless.

"So, brother Shao'an, do you want to keep it private or hand it over to the traffic police?"

Liu Fan said with a smile.

Hearing these extremely familiar words, Long Shaoan felt that history was repeating itself.

And it's just repeated on him alone!

"Brother Fan, President Liu, Lord Liu, just let me go this time, you are not short of such a small amount of money, at worst, I will hide away from you when I see you in the future!"

Facing the situation, Long Shaoan finally bowed his head.

Seeing his virtue, Liu Fan snorted coldly and said: "Why, where is the momentum of beating people just now? When you see someone richer and more powerful than you, you bow your head? Brother Shao'an, you should pay I have to pay for the money, this time I will give you a discount, 30 yuan. Hurry up, I still have something to do."

Long Shao'an got angry and shouted: "Your surname is Liu, don't push people too much!"

Liu Fan: "Why don't I go to the traffic police?"

"If labor and capital are not compensated, what can you do?"

"Look at the top, the surveillance is watching."

Hearing this, Long Shao'an immediately froze, and could only swallow his anger and pay the 30 in compensation.

Liu Fan has Yue Youqian behind him, and he can't afford to mess with this alone.

As far as he knew, Yue Youqian was not just a real estate tycoon, he also dabbled in entertainment, film and television, and it was very simple to want to punish himself.

After losing the money, Long Shaoan wanted to drive away.

"Xiao Zhang, don't forget the compensation for the bumper."

Before getting into the car, Liu Fan gave Zhang San a special instruction.

A black line suddenly rose on Long Shao'an's forehead, and he kicked hard on Long Shaoyun who had just stood up.

"Why did labor and capital share with a younger brother like you!"

Liu Fan drove away from the Fulijiayuan community and went to the bridge hole to attend the appointment.

The Maybach feels more stable when it is driven, and it is a real luxury school with a glorious demeanor.

Liu Fan drove all the way to the vicinity of the bridge hole.

But at this moment, he heard a shrill dog barking in the distance.

After careful identification, it turned out to be a warning sound.

"Wang, get out of here, you dog dealers!"

(End of this chapter)