My Life Can Hang

It's not very luxurious, but the materials are still very good, such as leather, Alcantara fabric, carbon fiber and so on.

The large central control screen and the LCD instrument panel are both very large. According to Fu Songyang, this is rare in supercars, and the buttons in the central control area are also full of technology.

Of course, this sense of technology is limited to 14 years, and the design played by many car manufacturers in a few years is still a bit low.

The steering wheel is a combination of leather + carbon fiber, and the bottom is flat.

The paddle shifters on the back are very large, like a full moon scimitar.

Fu Songyang said regretfully, "It would be great if your car could enter the Demon City. The National V standard is still a bit harsh."

Chen Dongcheng thought that if you knew how perverted Guo Liu was, you would have to like Dead Guo Wu.

"It's okay, I'm really grateful to Brother Fu this time."

"Small thing, by the way, is Dongcheng interested in joining my club?"

Fu Songyang took the initiative to send an invitation.

Chen Dongcheng didn't react, Wei Ziliang made a fuss and said, "Brother Fu, is that your HAC club?"

"Well, Dongcheng is eligible, I personally vouch for it, and the other members will not object."

Fu Songyang nodded, and looked at Chen Dongcheng with fiery eyes: "Dongcheng is willing to spend an extra 7000 million yuan, and also to settle Koenigsegg in China. I think you must love supercars very much. HAC Club only accepts love." A quality member of the supercar culture."

and many more.

When did I say I love supercar culture?

Wei Ziliang said with envy on his face: "The HAC club was established by Brother Fu, and currently there are only eleven members including Brother Fu.

It is said that there is an unwritten unspoken rule that members must be worth more than 50 billion, love supercars, and have a limited edition supercar under their banner, which must not be less than 1000 million. "

Worth 50 billion?

Gotta have a limited edition supercar?

Still have to love supercar culture?

If there are people with this worth, they are basically 50-[-]-year-old old men, so that's no nonsense.

Fu Songyang shook his head and smiled, "It's not entirely true. You're worth 50 billion. It's worth the family assets, even if it's your parents' assets."

That's about the same. There are quite a few second generations who rely on their parents' assets to exceed 50 billion.

Wei Ziliang's tone was a little teasing: "That Principal Wang has been rejected by Brother Fu several times. It's useless to have a Porsche 918. Brother Fu just doesn't like him."

"He is too high-profile and easy to cause trouble."

Fu Songyang smiled and looked at Chen Dongcheng: "You are different. I can feel that you are different from him. It's good to develop a solid career."

"Do you need me to do anything?"

Chen Dongcheng doesn't care, as long as he doesn't join those messy supercar clubs.

"I don't need anything. I will notify the other members when the time comes. You are welcome to join HAC and become the No. 12 member."

Fu Songyang smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Thank you."

Chen Dongcheng shook hands with him and asked, "I want to transport this Koenigsegg back to Pengcheng."

"Small things can be done with 8 yuan."

Fu Songyang said: "You don't need to worry about this, just wait for the car to arrive with peace of mind."

"Just to celebrate today, let's go to Xijiao No. 5?"

The total amount of 1.1 million is paid in advance by the game, and the experience value is all taken by yourself, and happiness is certain.

"Young Master Chen is really good-natured. He's just different from some people. He's still thinking about inviting a guest."

Wei Ziliang deliberately teased Fatty Xu.

"Che, the fat man is too lazy to care about you, I will contact the restaurant first, so as not to go there without wild large yellow croaker."

Fu Songyang was a little hesitant and felt that it was not good to have a meal.

Wei Ziliang smiled and held Fu Songyang: "Young Master Chen doesn't like friends being polite to him, Brother Fu can eat at ease."

"Then I'm welcome."

It's not that Fu Songyang missed a meal, he just felt that the speed of mixing was a little faster.

At No. [-] in the Western Suburbs, this time it was the Earl's House.

The theme of the private room revolves around the earl, and a lot of related tableware has been collected.

It is said that it was used by a previous earl and has been preserved.

It's hard to tell whether it's true or false, anyway, the consumption of one table is 20 is ironclad.

After the atmosphere at the wine table was lively, Fu Songyang slowly let go and chatted about the situation at home.

He was the eldest in the family, and when his father died, it caused a stir.

Seven or eight years ago, luxury cars were crowded at funerals.

Fu Songyang's mother worked hard to control the huge group, so that the Fu family's assets were not lost.

When it comes to his mother, Fu Songyang respects it very much: "My brother and I are too naughty. I plan to be the general agent of Koenigsegg for two or three years, and then go home and take over."

Hobbies are hobbies, but there will always be a day of maturity.

The time limit Fu Songyang gave himself was to settle down at the age of 30 and take over the family property.

At present, this car sales company has made a small business, exercise and train itself, and prepare for taking over tens of billions of assets in the future.

People are really mad at people, and Fatty Xu steadily stabilizes Wei Ziliang and Yu Jiaci.

But compared with Fu Songyang, it is also insignificant.

Among them, only Chen Dongcheng's net worth is the most mysterious.

Yu Jiaci and Wei Ziliang raised their psychological guesses about Chen Dongcheng again and again, but then they simply stopped thinking about it, they were so tired.

It is better to wait for Chen Dongcheng to take the initiative to say it later.

Besides, even if he doesn't rely on his family, the achievements Chen Dongcheng has made so far have made Fu Songyang and the others particularly admired.

The development of the Internet industry, most of them are half-understood, even Fu Songyang is the same.

Hearing that Fatty Xu had invested in Chen Dongcheng's company, Fu Songyang's eyes lit up.

He is not the same as Fatty Xu, but he has resources and money.

But the death of his father had a huge impact on him.

At least some relationships fade once they are used, and human affection will always be used up.

Fu Songyang would rather fall on his own than waste the precious contacts left by his father.

At critical moments, these kindnesses can save lives.

Leaving from No. [-] in the western suburbs, Chen Dongcheng received a call from Zhou Shaohua.

"Mr. Chen, one of our delivery staff got into a fight with a user, and it was very violent. Our delivery staff was stabbed twice.

Now people have been sent to the hospital, and now you are the only one who can live on the table, please go to the hospital. "

"Okay, send me the address."

Chen Dongcheng glanced at the address and patted Pang Zhengyang's shoulder: "Go to Zhongshan Hospital."

When he arrived at Zhongshan Hospital, Pang Zhengyang went to find a place to park.

At the door of the operating room, among the several people who were anxiously waiting, one of them was very familiar, Guo Yu, the director of operations.

"Chen Dong, you are here."

Guo Yu looked overjoyed, and hurried up to meet him, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Let's talk about the situation first, why did you fight with the other party and get stabbed a few times?"

"That's it, our courier accidentally fell while delivering, the other party chose the cash on delivery method, and our courier apologized to the other party.

But the other party insisted on compensation, and opened his mouth to pay 500 yuan in compensation.

After going back and forth, the two had a dispute, but no one expected that the other party would stab twice with a knife.

When he was sent to the hospital, the bleeding was very serious, and he was directly pushed to the operating room for rescue. "

Chen Dongcheng waited for Guo Yu to finish speaking, and looked at a few people guarding the door: "Which is a family member?"

"The delivery staff's wife and parents are all there, and it seems that the family's conditions are very ordinary, and the cost of surgery..."

Although Guo Yu didn't finish speaking, Chen Dongcheng also knew that she was going to ask if the company reimbursed her.

This kind of fight and disability is not covered by insurance reimbursement.

If Cao Cao Suda really wanted to distance himself from the relationship, this crowdsourcing platform would have some rhetoric.

"You must be responsible, you are responsible for supervising this matter."

Chen Dongcheng realized that this was a good opportunity to strengthen the cohesion of Cao Cao's delivery staff.

She walked over and looked at an ordinary-looking woman with red eyes from crying.

"Are you Zhou Hai's wife?"

"I am, are you?"

Zhou Hai's wife was a little nervous, looking at Chen Dongcheng's dress.

Guo Yu, who accompanied them on this run, had to bend over to report to Chen Dongcheng, who was obviously the leader of her husband's company.

Think of those irresponsible companies on TV that make people grit their teeth and hate them.

Zhou Hai's wife regretted that she should not have let her man do the delivery because of a little oily rice noodles.

The doctor said that the operation fee was about [-] yuan, not counting the losses caused by the postoperative recovery.

The only pillar of the family has fallen, which is undoubtedly worse for an already difficult family.