"Brother Peng, are you saying that Brother Nan bought a Ferrari here?" At this time, a young man in the back seat heard Zhang Peng's words, leaned his head over, and said with a look of surprise.
They came to Bangladesh as a group this time and were invited by a friend here.
"Yeah, that kid bought a Ferrari without telling his father, and even borrowed more than one million from me..." Zhang Peng was so proud that he seemed to be telling Ye Xiu next to him that part of the Ferrari still belonged to him.
He even indirectly told Ye Xiu that more than one million was nothing to him.
He showed his identity as a wealthy man.
"Wow, Brother Peng, you are so generous. When I buy a car, you will lend me millions?" the young man said with a smile.
"Let's talk about it when you buy a Ferrari?" Zhang Peng rolled his eyes at the young man.
"Hey, I'm not Brother Peng, how can I afford a Ferrari..." the young man laughed.
In the midst of everyone's commotion, the plane landed steadily on the ground.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Xiu looked out the window without taking another look.
This scene fell into Zhang Peng's eyes. Naturally, the boy might have begun to regret it. Only the woman named Jiang Caiyun was a little curious.
"Wow, there's a convoy..." At this time, the boy sitting in the back seat suddenly pointed out the window and exclaimed.
Others also looked out the window.
"Wow, they are all luxury cars, Brother Nan, what car is that at the front?" The young man asked with bright eyes as he looked at the motorcade parked on the tarmac.
"The market price of the extended Rolls-Royce is at least over 30 million..." Zhang Peng took a look and sighed softly.
"So expensive? It's just Brother Peng, why is this Bangladesh different from our country? Are the cars driving to the tarmac?" the young man asked in confusion.
"What do you know? There must be a big shot on our flight, so we can drive onto the parking lot. No wonder we can't buy first-class seats. It turns out they were bought by the big shot a long time ago..." Zhang Peng sighed.
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"I see, Brother Peng, you are really knowledgeable..."
Zhang Peng smiled implicitly and glanced at Ye Xiu next to him, as if he was mocking this guy's ignorance.
At this time, the cabin door opened and first-class passengers began to get off the plane first.
Jiang Caiyun and others also took out their bags one by one to salute and prepared to get off the plane.
"Uncle, although you are a bit ungrateful, we are all compatriots after all. If you can't survive here, come to me anytime after you return to China and I will guarantee that I will arrange a proper job for you..." Before leaving, Zhang Peng
He didn't forget to say something to Ye Xiu.
"Haha, there's really no need!" Ye Xiu didn't understand Zhang Peng's thoughts, so he just smiled and shook his head.
"Hmph..." Zhang Peng snorted coldly.
"Brother Peng, what do you say to this guy? He doesn't appreciate it..." The young man following behind also followed suit.
"Let's go..." Zhang Peng ignored Ye Xiu and took his own salute and led his group out of the car. Many people looked at Ye Xiu with mocking faces.
They are really rare to see such ungrateful people.
Ye Xiu didn't pay attention and followed behind him and got off the plane.
But when they got off the plane, they found that the cars were still parked there, and several first-class guests had already left.
"Brother Peng, didn't you say there was some big shot on our flight? Why are they still here when all the people in the first class have left?"
Zhang Peng frowned, how could he know this?
"They are waiting for me..." At this moment, Ye Xiu's voice came from behind.
Zhang Peng, the young man, Jiang Caiyun and others all turned around and saw Ye Xiu walking down with a smile.
"Haha, uncle, your joke is not funny at all?" the young man sneered.
"That's right, who do you think you are, worthy of such a formation?" Another person said.
"Haha, don't laugh at uncle, he is leaving, so you have to save some face for yourself..." Zhang Peng laughed.
Ye Xiu was not wearing any brand of clothing, and he was traveling in economy class. How could such a person be a big shot?
"You're a nice person. If you have anything to do in Meng Country, you can come to me..." Ye Xiu ignored these people and just smiled at Jiang Caiyun who kept apologizing to him with his eyes, then pushed everyone away and strode away.
Go down.
Jiang Caiyun was a little confused.
"Haha, this guy really knows how to brag..."
"That's right, if you have anything to do with him, look for him. If something really happens, where can you go to find him? I don't even have any contact information..."
"Haha, if you leave your contact information, wouldn't that reveal your identity..."
"Hahaha..." Except for Jiang Caiyun, everyone else burst out laughing, but they couldn't stop laughing because the man who had been guarding the Rolls-Royce had grown older.
Walked over.
He stopped about one and a half meters away from the "uncle" and greeted Ye Xiu respectfully.
Everyone was dumbfounded at the same time, and their eyes almost popped out.
She was actually waiting for him? How is this possible?
"Go, give that little girl your contact information..." Ye Xiu pointed at Jiang Caiyun, who was also stunned.
"Yes!" Ye Hu hurried over and handed a business card to Jiang Caiyun.
"My young master said that if anything happens to Meng Guo, you can call this number..."
After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Caiyun to say anything more, he turned around and walked towards the motorcade.
Ye Xiu had already got into the extended Rolls-Royce that Zhang Peng valued at more than 30 million.
After Ye Hu entered, the huge convoy left the airport in a mighty manner.
Zhang Peng and others were stunned for a moment, especially Zhang Peng. When he thought that he had just said that he was here to work and asked him to work in his factory, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. He looked like this.
, is it too much of a loss?
It's just that you, a person who is obviously so powerful, why do you come here to squeeze into the economy class with yourself and others? Are you deliberately showing off?
Only Jiang Caiyun silently looked at the direction the motorcade was leaving, with a faint look in his eyes...
Neither Ye Xiu nor Jiang Caiyun and others who were leaving would have imagined that in the lobby of the airport terminal, a man wearing a black T-shirt was holding a mobile phone in his hand and getting them off the plane.
They were all photographed.
The surrounding passengers didn't pay much attention. After all, there were too many people standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the terminal to take pictures of the plane descending. They just regarded it as ordinary enthusiasts.
Just after Ye Xiu got into the Rolls-Royce, the man put away his mobile phone, walked to a deserted place, and made a call: "Sir, Ye Xiu has arrived at the Bangladesh Airport!"