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Chapter 31, Winter Solstice Homecoming

The fog was very heavy on the morning of the winter solstice. The drifting thick fog covered the city with a thick layer of white gauze, and seemed to be shrouded in a dreamy curtain. High-rise buildings, trees, and pedestrians on the streets all looked hazy.

Meanwhile, the visibility on the ring road was very low, and only about ten meters could be seen, and all vehicles were moving at a crawl.

Guo Anni was going to her hometown to hang out for her parents that day. Considering that the highway must have been closed, Zhang Yong drove his newly repaired Porsche slowly on the national highway, while Guo Hongwei, who was waiting to pick up Guo Qiulian, drove up to follow him.

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Because she had to drive to the countryside and it was a foggy day, Guo Anni was not willing to use the most expensive limited edition she bought - a white Ferrari. Instead, she used a renovated black Porsche. And she still let Zhang Yong be the driver.

Also a bodyguard.

After leaving the city and entering the road through the countryside, there were far fewer vehicles and the fog became thicker.

While driving, Zhang Yong told Lan Feiyang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, that he should turn on his headlights and double flash when driving in such foggy weather to avoid a collision or rear-end accident.

But Lan Feiyang saw that the cars coming and going either didn't have their headlights on or didn't turn on their double flashers. It was rare for them to do so in a standardized manner; there was even a car that didn't even have any lights on, and just rushed towards him. Zhang Yong was so angry that he tensed up.

He turned the steering wheel and cursed: "Beast!"

Because she brought her daughter, Guo Anni held her daughter and sat in the back seat with the nanny. Xiao Yanran was curiously looking at the hazy world outside the car with her big eyes.

When Guo Hongwei's Audi caught up, the fog began to disintegrate under the strong force of the sun.

Zhang Yong suggested taking the expressway, but Guo Anni agreed and called Guo Hongwei to follow him.

In winter, the wilderness is yellow, decadent, and desolate. The mowing fields reveal their scarred backbones, and a few red flowers and grasses have just sprouted from the ground, sulking together with the dry weeds in the cold wind.

Some red, yellow, half-yellow and half-green leaves on the deciduous trees are still hanging on the branches, swaying in the wind and refusing to fall. There are also a few whirling, reluctant to say goodbye to the branches, graceful and graceful.

Flying like a butterfly into the arms of Mother Earth.

On the expressway, because the blockade had just been lifted, there were not many vehicles. On the wide road with vast plains, the Audi was speeding behind the Porsche at high speed.

Of course, it is impossible for Audi to keep up with the limited edition Porsche known as the "King of Speed", but Zhang Yong only maintains a speed that Audi can keep up with.

A black limited edition Mercedes-Benz rushed up from behind and overtook the Audi. The arrow-shaped body design and slender cabin were reminiscent of the McLaren drivers' mounts. Because of this Mercedes-Benz, it successfully transformed F1

The design elements of racing cars are transplanted to road sports cars.

From the rearview mirror, Zhang Yong saw that the driver was a very attractive man in his twenties.

The man honked his car horn to indicate that he was about to overtake. Because a section of the road ahead was being repaired, the three-lane road became one and a half, and the lane was a bit messy.

"Why are you so excited? It's just a Mercedes-Benz!" Zhang Yong, who was in his early thirties, couldn't stand his flamboyant virtue and didn't want to let it go.

"Let him pass." Guo Anni sighed and said, "It's better to keep a low profile when you are outside. If he tries to pass by force, it will be bad."

So, Zhang Yong turned the steering wheel, walked slightly to the right, and let him pass.

When Lan Feiyang saw the overtaking car, the man did not forget to raise his hands in a standard military salute.

"It's quite polite." Zhang Yong curled his lips.

"Master Zhang, is his Mercedes-Benz better than our Porsche?" Lan Feiyang asked confused. He really didn't understand either.

"How is that possible?" Zhang Yong curled his lips, "Our Mr. Guo's Porsche is 143,000 US dollars more expensive than his Mercedes-Benz."

"Ah." Lan Feiyang was shocked: "Isn't that more than one million yuan more expensive?" He remembered that the current exchange rate between US dollars and RMB seemed to be one US dollar equal to more than eight yuan.

"Of course, you think everyone can afford a car worth more than 3 million!" Zhang Yong said proudly.

After all, he is currently driving the Porsche. It would be even more exciting if he was driving Ferrari, which ranks second on the world's most famous car list!

Not only is a limited-edition Ferrari more expensive than two limited-edition Mercedes-Benz, but Ferrari, with its most exclusive name and the aerodynamic effect indirectly borrowed from Formula One, ignores aesthetic appeal and is admired and molded into just one car.

A car that exists for one goal - that is speed! Ferrari strives to become a model that transcends peaks, both in corners and on straights.

"Gah..." Zhang Yong suddenly braked hard. Only then did Lan Feiyang see that the car in front of him suddenly stopped, and the Audi behind him just barely missed it.

"What's going on?" Guo Anni hugged her daughter tightly in her arms and asked with a frown.

"I don't know?" Zhang Yong frowned, "Maybe something happened ahead?"

Looking at the cars parked in front, it seemed that someone was arguing about something. Guo Anni said: "Lan Qing, go to the front and have a look." "Yes, Mr. Guo." Lan Feiyang quickly opened the door and got out of the car.

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Lan Feiyang passed several Xiali, Chery, and Changan Alto cars and came to the front. He walked out of the road construction area a few meters ahead and saw a complete one-way three-way road. But the attractive man driving the Mercedes-Benz stopped at this moment.

The Mercedes-Benz was entangled with people.

Although the handsome man is not very handsome, he is very classy.

At this moment, he was saying to a man about thirty-seven or eighteen years old with a general belly: "You had clearly turned right to let me overtake, why did you suddenly turn back again? If I hadn't been kind enough to stop and look at the car that hit you.

No, it has disappeared long ago. There is nothing wrong with your car now, it’s just a scratch on the body, why are you holding me still?"

"Young man, what are you talking about? You have to be responsible if you paddle my car." The man said unhappily.

He didn't push his nose or scold his mother or say bad words. He seemed to have a certain level of cultivation.

"Okay, how much does it cost to repair a scratch like yours on Santala? Only twenty or thirty yuan? OK, I'll give it to you!" The man put his hand into his pocket with disdain.

His tone was not only offensive to the man with a general belly, but also his companion with small eyes said: "Hey, young man, you can't say that. This is not a matter of twenty or thirty dollars. You should ask him

Apologize."

"Yes, you have to apologize to me. After you apologize, you can leave." The man with a general belly walked down the slope.

"Apologise? Impossible!" He pushed the man back and raised his head proudly while leaning on his brand-new Mercedes-Benz that was shining in the sun.

"Young man, why are you like this? You paddled someone else's car, what's wrong with apologizing?" My little-eyed companion was also unhappy.

"I'm not wrong, why should I apologize?" the man asked arrogantly, "The reason why we rowed to his car was because he suddenly turned around."

"Who said I had to give up the car? This is how I drive." The man with a general belly felt aggrieved.

At that time, he just couldn't stand the young man's flamboyant overtaking in a Mercedes-Benz, so he didn't want to give up the car in the middle. Unexpectedly, he still overtook him. As a result, his private car was scratched, and he was naturally heartbroken.

"Is it reasonable for you to forcefully overtake? I don't want to find anyone, otherwise... hum! I signed the appointment letters for the captains of the traffic police brigades in the two nearby counties and cities." The general man went out of his way to brag.

Niu wanted to scare the other person into surrendering and admitting his mistake. In fact, he was just a deputy director who had just been promoted to an idle department.

When Lan Feiyang heard this: wow! How big an official is this? This guy is in trouble. He quickly turned around and wanted to report the situation to Guo Anni.


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