"Recently, there is a crew that plans to come to our city to film."
"I just happen to have a way, I can get involved in a few extra acting addictions, how about it, are you interested?"
"Two hundred a day, including lunch box."
"That's not the point, the point is that I can meet the goddess in my heart, the goddess Ye Qianqi!"
Tuhao Dong said lewdly on the phone.
Tuhaodong's full name is Lu Dong, Lu Bu's Lu, Dongfang's Dongfang, Tuhaodong has always introduced himself in front of outsiders with pride. He was Fangzheng's closest colleague before he left.
As the name suggests, he has a solid family background, his father is a medical equipment boss, his mother is a university professor, and he has a family with perfect genes.
Walking on the night road after 10 o'clock in the evening, the street has begun to be a little deserted, and the cold darkness elongates the silhouette infinitely.
Fangzheng asked in surprise, "Isn't your goddess the new female headmistress who suddenly parachuted into your mother's university half a year ago?"
"Of course they are all my goddesses, but Ye Qianqi is the first great goddess I knew." Tuhao Dong was shameless and spoke with confidence.
"Hehe," Fangzheng sent the word Tuhaodong, "Your thick skin can be regarded as a clear stream in the mudslide."
"If you have time to care about my affairs, it's better to care about your own affairs. Since Fangfang you left..."
Beep, a busy tone.
Fangzheng hung up the phone.
A few seconds later... Tuhaodong called Fangzheng again.
"Why did you hang up my phone again..."
Beep, there is only a busy tone on the microphone.
After finishing the call, I made an appointment with Lu Dong. After he notified, Fangzheng did not return to the residence immediately, but waited for the online car-hailing car by the side of the road alone.
Fangzheng has already tasted the sweetness of the practice during the day, and he plans to go to the Municipal People's Hospital again to see if he can still collect the mysterious gray-white energy.
At this moment, Toutiao pushes a piece of local news.
Last night, an auto mechanic in a 4S store of a luxury car brand stole a luxury car valued at tens of millions left in the 4S store by the customer for speeding along a mountain road. He lost control and smashed through the isolation barrier on a sharp turn, and fell to his death with the car. . The current car owner has sued the 4S store and has taken legal procedures to claim compensation.
boom! boom! Rumble!
The roar of the engine, like the low roar of a beast, breaks the tranquility of the night, galloping from the street in the distance.
A very domineering local tyrant Jin Daniu stopped beside Fang Zheng.
"You called the online car-hailing car?" A yellow-haired young man in his early twenties in the driver's seat of the Lamborghini said to Fang Zheng who was standing on the side of the road waiting for the online car-hailing car.
Looking at the Lamborghini, one of the supercars in front of him, Fang Zheng didn't seem to be able to react for a while, he was a little dazed, and didn't answer right away.
"Are you going to the Municipal People's Hospital?"
Huang Fa-nan turned to Fangzheng, who was in a daze, and confirmed again.
It wasn't until this moment that Fangzheng seemed to be able to react, and he said in surprise, "It turns out that there are local tyrants who are so free that they open online car-hailing services to catch girls."
"Lord, is this your Lamborghini?"
The yellow-haired man may have seen that Fangzheng is not a girl in women's clothing, so he was a little cold, and said coldly: "Yeah."
"Lord, may I ask which Lamborghini series you have? I am a country boy with muddy feet, and I only know that the car logo is a big cow." Fang Zheng was full of freshness like most people see a supercar, and circled the car back and forth.
"Don't touch it with your hands. You won't be able to pay for it if you sell the house if it hurts the paint on the car." Huang-haired man began to get a little impatient, maybe because he didn't catch young girls.
"Aventador, Aventador."
Fangzheng quickly searched the car model on his mobile phone: "The top model costs more than 10 million yuan!"
"A local tyrant, are you a top match?"
"I heard that the value of a rearview mirror can be exchanged for a down payment on a house."
Fangzheng couldn't help being surprised and excited, and carefully reached out to touch the rearview mirror.
The result... crunchy, crispy!
Fang Zheng broke Lamborghini's right ear mirror off.
The yellow-haired man was stunned.
Seemingly not expecting such an unexpected scene, he stared blankly at the rearview mirror that Fangzheng was holding in his hand.
Fangzheng held the rearview mirror with an innocent face: "Lord, don't supercar rearview mirrors look like toy cars, can you take them off freely?"
If you were an ordinary person and broke the rearview mirror of a supercar, you would already be in a panic at this time.
It is not a deliberate exaggeration to exchange a supercar rearview mirror for a house.
If you break someone else's rearview mirror, you wait to sell the house for compensation, and then your wife and son change another man's surname.
This is why, many people complain about luxury cars on the road, and if they scratch a little paint on the car, they will be hundreds of thousands, and millions of dollars will be lost to the sky.
If Fangzheng was about to face high compensation, he would be in a panic, but Fangzheng squatted down, hugged the tire with both hands and broke it, and he violently broke another tire.
boom!
The weightless body of the Lamborghini tilted, and the chassis of the body slammed heavily on the concrete road, turning into a lame supercar with the tires in Fang Zheng's hands.
This is no longer selling a house!
Instead, I have to pay half the car!
"It turns out that it is like a toy car, and it can be dismantled freely. As expected, it is a high-end luxury car, and this technology is cowhide." Fangzheng exclaimed, without the slightest awareness that he was dismantling a million-dollar luxury car.
The car body was limp and tilted, and the yellow-haired man in the driver's seat finally recovered from his daze, and immediately flew into a rage.
"Are you looking for trouble on purpose!"
However, after talking like this for a while, Fang Zheng violently tore down a door, a rear spoiler, an exhaust pipe, and a tire of the rich gold Lamborghini in front of him.
At this time, Fangzheng was planning to remove the front bonnet.
The yellow-haired man who had been sitting in the car was completely furious, but he didn't get out of the car. He would rather suppress his anger than leave the car. At this moment, maybe it was the dim effect of the street lights at night, which made the blond-haired man in the driver's seat look gloomy and resentful.
"When the motor starts, the parents are in vain. If you drive it well, you will go home for dinner. If you drive it badly, the whole village will go to your house for dinner. The masters are in the folk, and the misses are in the underworld, lying in the morgue, and the video is left in the world. Is it?" Fangzheng looked at the yellow-haired man in the car.
The yellow-haired man in the driver's seat suddenly became flustered.
It wasn't Fang Zheng who violently demolished the luxury car that panicked, but the owner himself panicked first.
boom! boom! Rumble!
The engine roared, making a loud roar like a wild beast, resounding piercingly in the silent night.
The yellow-haired man started the supercar.
But this time it was different, fierce flames spewed out from the engine, and instantly ignited the entire body, turning into a fiery evil spirit chariot.
He actually transformed into Nicholas Cage's big cousin of Soul Chariot, Evil Chariot in seconds.
The yellow-haired man in the driver's seat also became a man covered in flames.
"Death!" The ghost driver let out a dull growl, touched the steering wheel, and planned to drive the ghost chariot to kill Fang Zheng.
However!
Where's my steering wheel
The ghost driver stared at the steering wheel in Fangzheng's hand, dumbfounded.
(end of this chapter)