Due to the purchase limit for physical skills, Vladimir could only purchase 5 points of skill value. Before purchasing, he successfully bound his credit card to the system through system prompts.
Every month, his mother, Ms. Sophia, would ask her secretary to transfer one million U.S. dollars to his credit card for daily expenses. Although this money was sometimes not enough, fortunately, the credit card limit of 20 million was relatively large, so Fra
Kimil, a second-generation rich man, lives a carefree and happy life, and it feels so good to spend money like water.
After purchasing the skill points, Vladimir felt that his body was still a little tired before, but soon he felt the value brought by the ability. He only felt a warm current starting from the heart and gradually heading towards the brain.
After a while, the feeling of fatigue was swept away, and the whole person became excited.
At this moment, Vladimir's cell phone rang, and the sudden ringing startled him.
I picked up the phone and looked at it, and saw that it was a call from my ex-girlfriend Natasha.
At first, Vladimir was reluctant to pay attention to Natasha, but when he thought of Natasha's sexy and fiery figure and her incomparably beautiful face, by some strange combination of circumstances, he still pressed the answer button.
"Dear, thank God, you're fine." Natasha breathed a sigh of relief.
"Of course I'm fine." His tone was very cold. Vladimir was still quite worried about Natasha's behavior.
Suddenly, Natasha cried and said, "Dear, do you know? After you were injured, my sister immediately imprisoned me. Not only that, she also convinced my parents to no longer agree to our relationship.
, I have been crying in tears these past few days, and I can’t sleep all night long. I think if I don’t receive your call again, maybe I will go to China to be a model. I want to see you, you can come out
Want to see me? I’ll book a room in the hotel and wait for you.” Obviously, Natasha was tempting him with her body.
Vladimir, who was full of blood, could not bear Natasha using her body to seduce him. He was silent for a while and then agreed.
However, as a rich second generation, he still showed his coolness when facing women, and his response tone was still quite cold.
Vladimir only knew that Natasha lost contact with him after he was injured, and he had no idea that she had returned some of the gifts he gave her. Therefore, after listening to Natasha's explanation, he suddenly
, he felt that he might actually understand Natasha's behavior.
"My dear, should I wait for you to come over and take a shower together, or should I take a shower first?" Natasha took the opportunity to say.
This time Vladimir couldn't bear it at all. Thinking of the previous scene of the two of them lingering in the hotel, he only felt a change in his body.
"talk later."
Natasha seemed to understand something, "Okay, I'll wait for you, my dear, I love you..."
At the end, Natasha didn't forget to give him a passionate kiss on the phone.
Vladimir simply tidied up and walked quickly downstairs.
By chance, he met Sergey. His face was bright when he was at the door. Years of experience told him that the young master was probably going on a date.
Could it be that woman Natasha?
When he thought of Natasha, Sergey couldn't help but feel extremely sick in his heart. He had never encountered such a woman before. Her boyfriend was seriously injured and hospitalized. Not only did he not visit her, he also proposed to break up with her.
He only returned a gift worth several thousand dollars, which was too much to guarantee. According to the young master's habit of spending money lavishly, Sergey was sure that Vladimir spent at least six figures of dollars on Natasha.
some.
"Master, do you want to go out?" Sergey frowned inadvertently.
Vladimir did not look at Sergei, but nodded slightly.
"By the way, I haven't given you your stuff yet, I almost forgot about it." Sergey confirmed his guess from his behavior.
Vladimir was really curious and asked, "What?"
"Your ex-girlfriend, Miss Natasha, gave it to you. She said that since you broke up, she doesn't need those things anymore."
Sergey looked calm when he spoke, but for Vladimir, the effect was no less than a small bomb exploding deep in his heart.
His hurried steps stopped abruptly.
Natasha had not told him about this.
Obviously, Natasha was lying to herself.
Vladimir patted his head. It seemed that he was really possessed by sperm.
Upon seeing this, Sergey winked at the servant beside him, and soon the servant brought a suitcase over.
Vladimir couldn't wait to open the suitcase and saw inside it a laptop, a mobile phone and some scattered accessories, with a total value of no more than five thousand US dollars.
These gifts were all bought for Natasha two years ago.
Vladimir is certainly not a fool. He understands what it means for a person in love to return a previous gift.
"I almost fell into her trap." Vladimir said with a self-deprecating look on his face, and then continued, "Sergey, why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"
Sergey looked regretful, "Master, the main reason is that you were discharged from the hospital today. I was a little too excited, so I didn't tell you in time."
"Don't put off these things in the future. Damn it, I almost fell for this bitch." The angry Vladimir couldn't help but threw the car keys on the sofa. The good mood was ruined and messed up. Vladimir
I felt that at least for the moment, I had no interest in Natasha at all.
At this time, Sergey said calmly, "Master, in one hour, the special plane of Mr. and Mrs. will land at the airport. Do you want to pick it up?"
"Fuck..." Vladimir slapped his head hard. He almost forgot about it due to the sperm in his brain. "Go, let the pilot start the plane now."
"What are you preparing for the plane?" Sergey was confused.
"Go to the airport to pick up my parents."
"Master, there is air traffic control around the airport, so you must apply in advance. I have prepared the convoy, and it is only half an hour's drive from us to the airport." Sergey was defeated again by the young master's "naivety".
"Isn't it early? The plane hasn't landed yet." Without caring about the result, Vladimir walked directly to the tarmac.
Sergey quickly picked up the phone and called the air traffic control department...
He knew in his heart that it was almost impossible for this request to be approved, but the young master's order had to be carried out.
To his surprise, the air traffic control department readily agreed.
"Pay attention to the altitude and speed. There is a helicopter waiting to pass through that airspace."
After hanging up the phone, Sergey hurriedly ran towards the tarmac. At this moment, the helicopter had started its engine, and the wind generated by the rotation of the propeller blades forced him to bend over and quickly touch it.
Once again, to Sergey's surprise, there was no young master in the cabin. Just when he was looking around, he realized that Vladimir was already sitting in the co-pilot's seat.
Vladimir turned his head and smiled at Sergey, then signaled for takeoff.
This time, Sergey felt that he was completely defeated by Vladimir. In the past, he could easily figure out the young master's thoughts, but this time, he found that his thinking was far behind.
Helicopter pilot Alex, like Vasily, both retired from the army. He had previously flown supersonic fighter jets. Perhaps due to professional habits, the helicopter he drove was quite fast.
Vladimir was also very curious about helicopter driving and asked some questions from time to time, and Alex answered them one by one.
Seeing that the young master was very interested in flying a helicopter, Alex told him with a relaxed face that this thing is simple. If he is interested, he can become a trainer. Generally speaking, it only takes a month or two.
You can get your pilot's license now.
Vladimir was overjoyed after hearing this. As a fighting nation, shouldn't he be able to fly into the air and dive into the sea?
Just as the two of them were discussing flying driving skills with great interest, suddenly a helicopter flew past them quickly, and then the helicopter flew into the driving route in front of them.
Undoubtedly, this is a provocation.
Vladimir's anger suddenly rose, "Damn it, Alex, catch up with them. If I have a shoulder-fired missile, I will definitely shoot him down."
Alex increased the throttle without hesitation, and the helicopter he was driving made a beautiful graceful movement in the air and chased him from the side.
Sergey, who was sitting in the back cabin, was almost thrown into the wall by the huge acceleration of the helicopter.
He recognized the plane just now as the private plane belonging to the oil tycoon Levsky's son Rykylenko.
Also as a super rich second generation, Rigilenko is a more arrogant guy.