Chapter 95 I want your car.

The room was booked for him by Lu Ye. Although he didn't know the price, he probably knew that Di Jue's box was charged on time, and the food and drinks were charged separately.

What frightened him was that he pretended to be aggressive and asked everyone to order freely without even looking at the price.

Lin Jingcheng almost orders the food, and he doesn't know how much he will consume.

The students went home, and Yu Zhengyang followed the waiter to the front desk to settle the bill.

"Hello, Mr. Yu, the consumption amount for Box 777 is [-]."

Yu Zhengyang: "..."

After a while, I didn't realize it: "What?...why is it so expensive!"

The smiling waiter was puzzled by what he said.

Mr. Li's consumption this time is the lowest consumption record for a single box since their opening of Dijue. Shouldn't the minimum consumption be [-] when entering Dijue?
One hundred thousand is actually average. Some good wines cost tens of thousands of dollars per bottle.

The customer is God, no matter how much or how little you spend, the waiter will always smile and explain politely: "Mr. Yu, you are at a discounted price this time."

"Let me see the list."

The box of 777 is 11 per hour, from 30:[-] to [-]:[-], count as seven hours.

It costs thirty-five thousand.

Thirty-five thousand! ! !Why is there such an expensive box? Excuse me, is your box inlaid with diamonds?Even if it was inlaid with diamonds and gold, he didn't take it away. Why is it so expensive?
Poverty limits my imagination.

Yu Zhengyang's heart is very complicated, what should he do now?what to do?He only has [-] here, which he borrowed from his cousin.

At that time, my cousin swore that [-] would be enough to pretend several times.

What now?
"Mr. Yu? Do you have any questions?"

"I..." Yu Zhengyang blushed, and said to the waiter, "Wait a little longer, I'll make a call."

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Deep night.

There was a small traffic incident in Longquan Port. A McLaren worth more than 200 million was touched by a Pagani worth more than 2000 million.

The heart of a McLaren owner is simply hell.

His little car had two small accidents tonight. It was scratched a few hours ago, but this time it was touched, although this time it was a little bit more serious than the first time.

When the owner saw that it was Pagani that touched his car, he lost his breath.

Get out of the car and walk towards Pagani with a smile.

The door of the Pagani car was opened, and the boy in black clothes and black pants got out of the car. He was tall and had long legs. The moonlight shone on his cold and handsome face. His dark eyes were boring and tired.

He looked down at the middle-aged uncle who was only 1.7 meters tall.

There was a cool smile on the corner of his lips: "We meet again."

The owner of the McLaren car had been focusing on Su Yuanqi and Su Lili before, and he didn't have a deep impression of Lu Ye, but for some reason, after hearing this sentence, he directly thought of it. A few hours ago, wearing a school uniform The boy who has been silent, standing beside him.

The smile froze instantly.

His eyes fell on Pagani, and his heart was shocked!This car is his?
"you……"

"It's only been a few hours, how can you forget me?"

Lu Ye smiled, elegant and indifferent, his brows and eyes were already neat and cruel, which was better than the cold moonlight.

The dark eyes looked at him with a smile: "Why are you so nervous?"

The McLaren owner got even more nervous.

With a forced smile, he said embarrassingly, "Little brother, what are you?..."

"on purpose."

McLaren owner: "..."

Lu Ye's expression was half a smile, but his tone was calm: "I want your car."

 Chapter 3.

  
 
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