The rich second generation who delivers food

Chapter 133 Challenge Book

"Qin Hao, it's a pity that you weren't here just now!" Zhao Yuanxiao said excitedly.

"Yes, just now the boss Feng Bin took action at the last moment to open the emperor and renew the emperor, and finally helped Mengmeng win against the opposite blue demon without any danger!" Erpang immediately added.

"Really, it's so amazing! Hey, I had a stomachache just now! It's a pity that I didn't see such a wonderful performance by the boss!" Qin Hao echoed, pretending to shake his head.

In fact, he ran out just now to recharge gifts for Rumeng, but the scene just now was really thrilling. If he hadn't opened the emperor at the last moment, he might not have won the rich Smurf.

"Good guy, I spent nearly 70 yuan to go out just now, is it really worth it?" Qin Hao thought helplessly in his heart.

"I heard that the blue-blooded man is the boss of your dormitory? I want to confirm again!" Just as the fans on Rumeng's side cheered and celebrated the victory, the Smurf in the Armani trench coat walked over to the second fat Qin Hao with a gloomy expression. asked in front of them.

"Yes! So what's the matter?" Zhao Yuanxiao answered without hesitation.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The Smurf nodded and then said:
"I hope the three of you can give me a message, just say that our Blue Little Demon fan group is not convinced this time, and hope to have a chance to try again? Is it possible?"

"Re-competition?" Qin Hao asked with some doubts. After all, the PK competition at the carnival has ended, and the re-competition may have to wait until next year.

"Of course we have to re-compete. The time will be set in one month. The specific time and place can be set by you!" The Smurf glanced at Qin Hao, Er Fat and the three of them, as well as the fans in the entire Rumeng zone, and added:
"I know that none of you people here has the final say, so I don't need to tell you too much, you just need to pass this message to the blue blood man's ears! I believe that as long as he still You Rumeng fans will agree to my request for this challenge."

Qin Hao shook his head helplessly when he heard this. He is really not a Rumeng fan, and now he is regarded as the leader of Rumeng fans. What inexplicable challenges he has to accept is really enough for him Speechless.

Coming out of the carnival venue, Erpang, Zhao Yuanxiao and a group of Rumeng's fans surrounded Rumeng like a victorious general and left the gate of the venue.

Several fans of Rumeng's rich family came out to welcome Rumeng in good cars like Audi, BMW, and Mercedes-Benz. Everyone stood beside the car respectfully like a knight welcoming a princess, opened the door and waited for Rumeng to get in the car.

"Didi didi" Just when everyone was still curious about the car Rumeng got into, a piercing whistle startled everyone.

"Who?"

"What a goddamn nuisance! Why are you honking here!"

"That's right, hurry up and drive the bastard in that car away!"

The kids from the rich family cursed angrily, and ran straight to the car that was honking indiscriminately, but they stopped halfway.

Not for anything else, just because it is a limited edition Maserati sports car in the world. There are only a handful of owners who can afford to drive this kind of super sports car in Yundong City. It is definitely not someone they can afford to offend casually. Those kids from rich families still have this bit of insight.

"Yo, what kind of luxury car did you think that Rumeng big anchor would drive back? It turns out that they are just ordinary things like Mercedes-Benz, BMW and Audi. It really doesn't match our identity as a big anchor!" The roof of the Maserati super sports car folds automatically At the back, the little blue demon, who had changed into a sky-blue leather jacket and leather pants, showed his captivating little face in the convertible sports car, looked at Rumeng and said jokingly.

"Forget it, don't think that Rumeng has just won you, and she has become some kind of tall anchor. It's just a female student from Yundong University. It's okay to lie to those stupid college students who are not deeply involved in the world. How can a really powerful and successful person be interested in such a thing!" The rich Smurf sitting in the driver's seat added with a sneer.

"You guys, are you trying to find fault again?" Er Fatty, who was in high spirits, asked a little dissatisfied.

"Finding faults? Do you deserve it too? If that blue-blooded man is here, maybe I'll give him three points, but you guys, it's just a bunch of LOSERs, it's really not enough!" The rich Smurf glanced at it. Erpang and Rumeng fans behind him said with contempt on their faces.

"Our boss is not here, what do you guys want?" Er Pang and several fans asked loudly.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to see you guys? I thought your Rumeng would have some luxury car to pick you up? Now it's nothing more than that, it's really not worth it for our little monster!" Smurf's nose was cold He snorted and scanned the crowd.

"I'm sorry, we're leaving! Please move the car away!" Er Pang tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and said calmly.

"Yo, this big road doesn't belong to your family. I don't want to move the car away, what can you do to me?" The little blue demon in the car also took out a small makeup bag from the Prada bag she carried with her, and started to retouch her makeup with an eyebrow pencil, obviously not wanting to leave.

"You...you are too much!" Er Fatty and a few fans rushed over intentionally, forcing the Smurf to move the sports car away, but they were stopped by the tuba of a few rich kids.

"Don't be impulsive. This limited-edition sports car is said to cost sixty-seven million yuan. It's the only one in Yundong City. If you really damaged someone else's car in the past, you can't afford the compensation!"

"Yes, it's not like we look down on you. If we cut you apart and sell you piece by piece, it won't be enough to compensate for a wheel!"

The words of a few rich kids were like a pot of cold water that calmed down these excited fans.

"Then how are you going to move the car?" The middle-aged man whose ID was Greasy Erye walked over and asked, obviously planning to be a peacemaker this time.

"Hmph, it's very simple. My car is very strange. I can't drive any broken cars. If you can drive a car that is more expensive than my Maserati super sports car, I will leave immediately without saying a word. !” The Smurf curled his lips and looked at the crowd.

"You, you, are you clearly looking for faults and making trouble!"

"Yeah, where can I find such a good car at this moment?"

What's more, even if you have time, it's hard to find a more expensive sports car than the expensive sports car driven by the Smurfs. A few Rumeng fans suddenly became excited again, seeing that the situation was about to get out of control again.

"Dididi..." A dark gray Rolls-Royce Phantom running out of nowhere slowly stopped in front of Er Fatty.

(End of this chapter)