Chapter 17 Driving Cullinan to School

"That's the car!"

"Choose, choose this one?"

The Rolls-Royce Cullinan, which he has only driven out once less than a week after he picked it up.

"Reluctant?"

Carrying a schoolbag at the end of the season, she is slender and has short hair, standing in the light and shadow, making Ji Xincheng stunned for a while.

If you promise, you must keep your promise.

"Okay! I'll give you the key. Be careful on the road." Ji Xincheng gritted his teeth.

After getting the key, he quickly jumped into the car, and at the end of the season, he turned around and smiled at him, "Thank you, Mr. Ji!"

She, she just laughed?
Ji Xincheng was in a trance again.

"Hey, wait!"

He took out the ointment in his trouser pocket, "If you feel itchy, just apply it, it's cold and very comfortable."

At the end of the season, I took it and put it in my schoolbag.

"And, and this, the main card is with me, this is a secondary card." Ji Xincheng took out another black card from his wallet and said nervously.

"Puff" laughed out loud, Ji Momo lay on the steering wheel, looking at Ji Xincheng with a smile.

"Mr. Ji, Ms. Song is right, you are crazy."

Ji Xincheng's face was very ugly.

"I won't take your card. If I need money, I will earn it myself. The 2 yuan is what you promised Tang Guirong, so I want it."

Started the car, and in Ji Xincheng's shock, she made a beautiful drift and drove the car out of the basement.

Song Bijun chased after him, "What car did she drive away? Husband, are you crazy? That Cullinan is worth more than 600 million!"

The car parked steadily at the door of Garbage College, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Turn on the computer to confirm the location of the classroom, and jump out of the car at the end of the season.

"Mist Grass! That real daughter?"

"It's the end of the season!"

"Cullinan! She stole the rich man's car again? It didn't crash today, it's so strange!"

"At the end of the season, it's so cool, lend me a ride!"

A fat man ran out from the crowd, holding a basketball in his arms.

A supporting role that doesn't exist in the book, and I don't know his name at the end of the season.

"You want to go?"

"Yes! Yes!" The fat man rubbed his hands excitedly.

"One hundred at a time, and you will be responsible for compensation if it is damaged."

100 yuan is easy to talk about, but I can't afford the compensation, so the fat man died down.

"Forget it, I don't have a father who is the richest man."

He suddenly screamed strangely, "At the end of the season, what are you wearing?"

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"You're wearing a school uniform? Am I reading that right?"

A few more men and women came over, dressed in nondescript clothes, obviously they were friends who were here at the end of the season in the book.

"Look, hahaha, at the end of the season, you actually came here wearing this."

A few people walked around the car, came up and patted her on the shoulder, "Okay, Mo Mo, you are the first one in our school to drive a 600 million luxury car, what? Your mother still doesn't buy you designer clothes?"

"Do not care."

She walked in with her schoolbag on her back, and several people followed behind.

"Mo, shall we go for a drive?"

"Don't go!"

She looked back at a few people, "I'm going to class."

The fat man made a fuss and said, "Class? Don't be kidding. With our grades, we can't understand the class. If we go, we will only embarrass the teacher."

"That's you, I'm going to class."

Seeing her stubbornly walking towards the classroom, Fatty and the others had no choice but to follow.

"Fuck! When the teacher sees us later, he will definitely think that he has hit a ghost."

"Hee hee, go to class and sleep soundly, if you don't believe me, try it."

"I'm going to make up the exam this afternoon. Momo, do you want to make it up too? How about it? Do you want me to get you the answer?"

"Thanks, take care of yourself!"

(End of this chapter)

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