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Chapter Eighty-Third

Chapter 83: The outrageous person who drove a Ferrari with three rings

"Mr. Zhang Yiming, thank you for your compliments." Seeing Zhang Yiming walking towards her, Hua Yue smiled softly, with a flower-like moonlight look on her face.

"Haha, why don't you call me handsome guy now? Could it be that I was handsome before, but not now?" Zhang Yiming looked at Huayue with a smile, and smiled. Now, he knows that this woman is an extraordinary person with extraordinary intelligence.

The way he looked at her was naturally different, with a hint of vigilance. Beautiful and smart women are often the most dangerous.

"Haha, how could it be? Mr. Zhang Yiming has always been handsome. Please get in the car!" Hua Yue politely opened the door for Zhang Yiming and did not ask why Zhang Yiming suddenly agreed to the invitation. A smart woman like her, right?

would ask such a stupid question.

"Thank you. It's been a long time since anyone invited me to dinner. I'm really excited!" Zhang Yiming narrowed his eyes and smiled, then got into the car.

"Our boss has always been very generous. I don't think he will let you down, Mr. Zhang." Huayue also laughed.

"I hope!" Zhang Yiming chuckled, and Hua Yue also smiled, then turned to the other side, opened the door and got into the car.

"Brother Song, let's drive." Huayue was not the driver, but smiled at a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses in the driving position.

The middle-aged man in the driving position was smoking a cigarette as if no one was watching. After hearing this, he took a strong puff of the half of the cigarette left in his hand, and actually smoked the half of the cigarette up to the buttocks in one breath, and then

He chuckled: "Waste is shameful, hehe!" Then he stretched out his arm out of the car window, pointed at the trash can three meters away, flicked his finger, and the cigarette butt actually fell into the trash.

bucket!

Then, the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses turned around and smiled, showing his yellowed teeth to Zhang Yiming and Huayue, and said with a faint smell of cigarette smoke: "You two, sit down, let's

Let’s go now.”

"Haha, sorry for bothering Brother Song." Hua Yue covered her mouth and chuckled. She didn't know whether she wanted to cover her mouth to make a ladylike smile, or whether she wanted to block the smell of tobacco that hit her face.

"Haha, Brother Song is just a small driver, how can you say it's troublesome? Let's go!" Brother Song laughed, then started the car and walked on the right road.

Zhang Yiming originally didn't pay attention to this middle-aged man with messy hair, but at this moment, when he looked at the middle-aged man's back, his eyes became slightly sharper.

From the hand that the middle-aged man threw the cigarette butt, Zhang Yiming knew that this middle-aged man who looked three points more wretched than himself must be a master! Ordinary people, perhaps after becoming proficient, could also accurately throw the cigarette butt into the side.

There is a trash can not far away, but it is absolutely impossible to throw a cigarette butt into a trash can three meters away without making a soft bang sound!

Cigarette butts are as light as a cigarette butt!

Three meters is not a short distance!

Outside, there is still a strong autumn wind blowing/xiesemiaoyi/ full reading of Bloody Miao Yi/a!

Under such circumstances, it is almost impossible to accurately throw a cigarette butt into the trash can, let alone make a powerful banging sound. The only thing that can explain this is the finger strength of this middle-aged man

Powerful! Far superior to ordinary people! Zhang Yiming asked himself, he can do it at such a long distance, but he may not be able to do it as easily and casually as a middle-aged man!

"Haha, little brother, why are you always staring at the back of my head? Could it be that you think the back of my uncle's head is particularly handsome?" Brother Song said with a smile while driving. Although he didn't look back, everyone knew that he

This was said to Zhang Yiming.

"Hey, Brother Song, calling you uncle is really making you old. However, I think the back of your head does have a lot of personality. The slightly messy hair exudes an aura of decadence and a bit of melancholy.

It just blinded my eyes, haha!" Zhang Yiming laughed, and Brother Song found that his gaze was not strange, and he could see everything in the rearview mirror.

"Haha, little brother, why do you like telling the truth so much? Haha, but I like Brother Song." Brother Song laughed quite proudly, and then said with a familiar smile: "I remember back then, you Brother Song

When I was young, with this messy and melancholic hairstyle, I was able to charm quite a few beauties of your aunt's generation. It's not Brother Song who's bragging. Even if they are all women now, they still have this feeling in their hearts.

There is a shadow of your Brother Song hiding there!"

Zhang Yiming's mouth twitched slightly, this old guy is really not ashamed, he can brag better than his brother...

"Haha, Brother Song's charm has not diminished now! Those little girls in the company are very fond of you, Brother Song!" Huayue said with a smile.

"Haha, Brother Song doesn't feel that way about those little girls. They are too young, as if they are a generation behind them!" Brother Song laughed.

"Haha." Hua Yue covered her mouth and smiled, not saying much. She didn't even know the identity of Brother Song. She just knew that even Nie Qianzhi was extremely polite to him and didn't really treat him as a driver.

Therefore, Huayue has always maintained a respectful attitude towards this Brother Song.

The car did not go to where Nie Qianzhi worked, but to Shuiyuedongtian.

Shuiyuedongtian is a comprehensive entertainment venue in Linjing City. It can be said to be a place frequented by luxury people.

"Mr. Zhang, please get out of the car! The boss has already booked a box in Shuiyue Cave. At this time, the boss should be waiting for Mr. Zhang inside." Hua Yue opened the door and smiled at Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming chuckled lightly and got out of the car.

"Brother Song, why don't we come and sit together?" Zhang Yiming smiled at Brother Song. Although Huayue did not introduce this Brother Song, Zhang Yiming could still feel that this Brother Song should have an extraordinary identity.

"Hey, that's where the upper class go. People like us won't be social if we go in, so it's better to stay in the car and smoke. Little brother, go in, haha! Let's brag together when we have time.

Damn. You kid, you have quite the taste for me. It looks like you grew up bragging, hahaha!" Brother Song laughed loudly and took out another pack of cigarettes from his pocket. The cigarette case

The corners of Zhang Yiming's eyes twitched, Damn, a piece of soft three-ring that costs 81 yuan?

A suspected expert who can drive for Ferrari actually smokes a soft three-ring for 1.8 yuan? Zhang Yiming admitted that he was shocked...

"Hey, do you want one? This cigarette is very strong!" Brother Song seemed to feel Zhang Yiming's surprised gaze. He smiled, showed his big yellow teeth again, took out a soft three-ring cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to Zhang Yiming.

"Ha, thanks." Although Zhang Yiming didn't smoke much, he still took the cigarette that Brother Song had handed out.

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A string of blue fire rose up, and Brother Song had already used a windproof lighter to light the fire.

Zhang Yiming smiled faintly, held the cigarette in his mouth, lit it on the flame, then took a deep breath, filling his mouth with thick smoke, and almost choked.

"It's really strong enough. Brother Song, I'm going in. I'll find you smoking when I have time." Zhang Yiming said with a smile and walked towards the Shuiyue Cave.

"Haha, next time you buy cigarettes, don't always take advantage of me. It's only nine cents a pop!" Brother Song's laughter came from behind, making Zhang Yiming's mouth twitch hard...

"This kid is quite interesting..." Looking at the back of Zhang Yiming entering Shuiyue Cave, Brother Song flicked the cigarette ashes with his fingers, squinted his eyes and chuckled, then put the soft three-ring ring into his mouth again, and fiercely

He took a deep breath and then puffed out more than a dozen circles in one breath: "This smoke really gets better and better the more you smoke it, hahaha..."

Huayue skillfully led Zhang Yiming through the various corridors of Shuiyue Cave, and Zhang Yiming just took a breath and held it in his hand until it burned up, then threw it into the garbage on the roadside.

bucket.

"Dong dong dong."

Arriving at a box numbered 007, Hua Yue's face was straightened, she knocked on the door with some solemnity, and said: "Boss, Mr. Zhang is here."

"Yeah." The person inside just smiled.

As if she had been instructed, Huayue gently turned the door lock, and the door opened.

"Mr. Zhang, please come in." Hua Yue opened the door and smiled politely at Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming smiled lightly, nodded, and walked into the box.

In the private room, from the moment Hua Yue opened the door, there was a gaze staring at Zhang Yiming's face with a chuckle, which seemed to be an admiring gaze, but also seemed to cover up the scrutiny with a smile...

"Brother Zhang, thank you for the honor. Please take a seat." After seeing Zhang Yiming walking into the box, Nie Qianzhi stood up from the sofa, bowed slightly, and smiled at Zhang Yiming as a gesture of invitation.

"Although I don't really want to have anything to do with the Nie family anymore, I was invited to dinner, and the economy has been tight lately, so I came anyway. Regardless of whether Boss Nie invited me here with good intentions or malicious intentions, at least

I won’t be hungry tonight." Zhang Yiming said with a smile and sat down.

"Haha, Brother Zhang is really a joker. With Brother Zhang's skill and courage, he doesn't look like a person worried about belly problems." Nie Qianzhi said with a slight smile. At the same time, after seeing Zhang Yiming sit down, he also

Sat down again.

"Haha, what Boss Nie said is wrong. The world is such a mess. An honest person like me who knows a little bit of martial arts is the easiest to be exploited. Ordinary honest people, others may not even have the intention to take advantage of them! Because

In this way, except for going to school, I basically stay at home and dare not go out, for fear that some evil boss will see what I am capable of and fool me with just one meal." Zhang Yiming said with a faint smile.

.

"Humorous, Brother Zhang is funny again." Nie Qianzhi smiled slightly, and then poured red wine for Zhang Yiming, and then poured half a glass for himself.

"Come, brother Zhang, take a sip of wine first." Nie Qianzhi picked up the goblet and said with a smile.

"Let's talk about things first! After we finish talking, order me something to fill my stomach. I really can't get used to these red wines and Western food." Zhang Yiming glanced at the food on the table, which was all Western food, and smiled.

He said without reaching for the red wine.


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