My sister's live broadcast pushed me to the top of the world

Royal View Hotel.

In the presidential suite.

Jingchen stood on the windowsill, looking at the huge crowd below with a helpless look on his face.

It has been two hours since we returned to the hotel.

He originally thought that the fans would gradually disperse.

But looking at the current situation.

The number of people is not decreasing, but increasing.

"Don't you have to go to work?" Jingchen muttered.

He wanted to go out and play, he really wanted to go out and play.

But now I’m afraid I’ll be surrounded as soon as I go out.

"You are really good, making such a big noise so early in the morning."

At this time, Jiang Li walked in with messy hair and a mobile phone in his hand. It was obvious that he had just woken up and came straight over.

"As soon as I woke up and checked my phone, I saw your feat on Weibo."

"Go for morning exercise with vigor and vitality."

"As a result, I first helped passers-by who asked for directions, and then helped an old lady cross the road."

"Finally, I taught the uncles Tai Chi. As they were teaching, they started to fight in order to introduce you to a date."

"Awesome, awesome! This time it really appeals to everyone, young or old, male or female."

"Sister, please stop making fun of me." Jingchen was quite helpless, "Why are you up so late? Aren't you going to work?"

"Go to work? Now that you're in Siya, shouldn't I ask for leave to accompany you to play?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Li suddenly felt a little angry.

"By the way, you have to pay for all the expenses for the next few days."

"Why? I treated you to a meal last night to make amends. As the host, shouldn't you treat me next time?"

"Yes, you treated me to a meal, but do you know how I woke up this morning?"

"How did you wake up?"

"The traffic police called me and told me to take responsibility for last night's speeding, or else their driver's license would be revoked. How do you think I should take responsibility?"

"Well....."

Jingchen felt like there was something stuck in his throat.

When people like them encounter such things, what else can they do except pay money and take responsibility?

The next second, Jingchen had an idea.

Look at the crowd that lingers outside the hotel for a long time.

"Okay, I'll cover all the expenses from now on, but please lend me your car."

He smiled and took out Jiang Li's car keys from his pocket and showed them.

It was the doorman who returned the keys to him after he parked the car in the garage last night.

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Li's eyelids twitched, and a bad feeling instantly enveloped his heart.

Jingchen smiled and didn't say anything. Instead, he took out his cell phone and made a voice call to Tan Songyun.

Ask her if she has time to be my driver for a few days.

Tan Songyun naturally agreed immediately and said directly that she would fire her boss soon.

work?

Take her fucking class!

Is it more important to hang out with your idol?

"You boy!"

Now it was Jiang Li's turn to feel something was stuck in his throat.

She had already begun to anticipate that her phone would be flooded with calls from the traffic police in the next few days.

Half an hour later.

Tan Songyun rushed to the hotel.

Jingchen brought her and Jiang Li to the hotel's underground garage.

He and Tan Songyun were in the same car, with Tan Songyun sitting in the driver's seat and he hiding in the trunk.

Jiang Li drove one car by himself.

The reason is that after yesterday's car racing, Jiang Li said that he had secretly sworn in his heart that he would never ride in a car driven by Tan Songyun again.

Five minutes later, two cars set out from the hotel one after the other.

When passing through the gate, Qi Tian saw that it was the car that was racing last night, and immediately a large group of paparazzi rushed over.

Standing outside the car window and looking inside intently.

But when he saw that only Tan Songyun and Jiang Li were sitting alone in the two cars, he could only step back with regret and let them leave.

Qi Tian scratched his head and asked, "Is Jingchen not going to come out today?"

Zhuo Dawei on the side frowned.

For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

At this time, a paparazzi beside him suddenly asked: "Is the female driver of the car in front the woman who went in before?"

"It's her. She looks young and wears simple clothes, but she drives a very good car. The car should be worth about 700,000 or 800,000 yuan." Another paparazzi shrugged.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately responded, "Seven hundred thousand or eight hundred thousand? I'll give you one million and you buy me one! Idiot! That's a Porsche Cayenne worth more than two million."

"Okay, stop arguing. What's the point of fighting over a car?" Qi Tian said at this time, "That car belongs to Jingchen's cousin, the female driver of the car behind. Her information has been sent out for so long, and you guys didn't take a good look at it."

After saying that, Qi Tian’s face froze.

That Porsche Cayenne belonged to Jiang Li, so why didn't she sit in her own Porsche Cayenne, but gave it to someone else and drove another car herself?

At this time, Zhuo Dawei finally realized that something was wrong.

"Hurry, drive after them." He shouted excitedly and drove to catch up.

After a while, they saw the Porsche Cayenne again around the corner.

It was parked far off the road.

A figure was jumping out of the trunk.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Dawei in the driver's seat laughed out loud and ordered, "Hahaha...Quick! Take a picture!"

On the other side, the sixth sense is triggered.

Jingchen, who had just jumped out of the trunk, felt that there was a car in the distance that seemed to be staring at him.

Without saying a word, he decisively closed the trunk and ran to the passenger seat.

"Quick! We've been discovered."

"Huh? Were you discovered already?"

Tan Songyun was surprised, but still did as Jingchen said, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away decisively.

"Want to get rid of me? Don't dream. The first reason why I, Zhuo Dawei, can become the number one paparazzi in Xia Country is because of my superb car-following skills. Once I target a car, you can never get rid of it."

Zhuo Dawei smiled, stepped on the accelerator and drove after them.

However, three minutes later.

Zhuo Dawei, who was thrown off, sat in the driver's seat, touching the steering wheel, looking at the vehicles coming and going with a confused look on his face.

Qi Tian, ​​the co-pilot, said faintly;

"Boss, now you can understand how we felt last night, right? It's not that we don't know how to follow the car, but the driving skills of the other car are too amazing."

Zhuo Dawei did not answer, but instead rested his head on the steering wheel and muttered to himself.

"You guys forced me to do this, you guys forced me to do this, you guys forced me to do this..."

Qi Tian’s face froze.

"He's not crazy," he thought to himself.

I couldn't help but wonder if the boss's mentality collapsed because of the series of professional setbacks he suffered at the hands of Jingchen today.

Two seconds later, Zhuo Dawei said, "Give me the computer."

Qi Tian quickly handed over the laptop.

"Okay, if you can get rid of us, then let's see if you can get rid of the fans who love you."

While Zhuo Dawei was muttering to himself, he made a report based on the pictures of Jingchen just getting out of the trunk and posted it on the entire Internet.

He wanted to tell the public that Jingchen had escaped from the Dijing Hotel.

At the same time, a bounty was issued, and photos of Jingchen, Jiang Li, and the Porsche Cayenne were posted.

Anyone who sees it, takes a photo, posts the coordinates, and sends them a private message will receive a thousand dollars.