Chapter 159

Chen Ping glanced at the caller ID, frowned slightly, and connected.

On the other end of the phone, weeping voices and noises immediately came, "Cousin-in-law, come and save me, I... I accidentally hit your car, and they want me to pay 20 million yuan... ..."

"Crash? What kind of car do you have to pay 20 million?"

Chen Ping was also frightened. This Jiangling really didn't make people worry, and he bumped into it.

That's a Ferrari!

She crashed a car, and she still has to pay 20 million yuan?

Could it be that the other party is also a luxury car!

Is this a luxury car bumper?

Jiang Ling couldn't explain clearly on the phone, she just kept crying, shouting: "Cousin-in-law, come quickly, there are so many of them, they will take me away if they don't want to lose money, and they will go to my house to find my parents. "

Chen Ping was helpless, and hurriedly said: "You wait, I will go there right away."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ping hung up the phone, got into Qin Hu's car, and rushed all the way to the place where Jiangling's accident occurred.

And here, after Zhao Lan called the owner of the villa, he got a reply that he could visit, but he could not touch anything inside.

"Mrs. Zhao, you are really good. You can solve it with just one phone call." Yang Fenglan flattered her immediately.

Zhao Lan also waved her hands very arrogantly, and said, "It's a small thing, it's not because the owner of the villa is looking at my sister's face, the Long family, in Shangjiang, who doesn't give face?"

Zhao Lan felt good about it, feeling ecstatic.

Originally, she was still wondering if the other party would refuse, but she did not expect to agree.

All of a sudden, she had a face in front of the two sisters of the Yang family, which was great.

Yang Guilan followed suit and said, "Mrs. Zhao is the best. I hope Mrs. Zhao can help me in the future."

This Zhao Lan's elder sister is really lucky. She married Long Qingsheng, the sixth room of the Long family.

This Zhao Lan has also risen with the tide, and his status has been directly turned upside down.

In the past, Zhao Lan was just an ordinary rural woman, poor and poor. This was what Yang Fenglan told Yang Guilan.

Now, the attire, clothes, and bags in this body are all famous brands.

Yang Guilan was envious, very envious.

In the past, she was in the Yang family, no, but since she married Jiang Guomin, especially after her daughter Jiang Wan married that worthless Chen Ping, her status has undergone tremendous changes and plummeted.

This also made Yang Guilan become unreasonable and snobbish over the years.

In fact, this is also the arrogance and arrogance in her bones.

"By the way, Mrs. Zhao, who is the owner of this villa?" Yang Guilan asked suddenly, she really wanted to find out.

Zhao Lan glanced at Yang Guilan, contemptuous in her heart, an ordinary woman is an ordinary woman, seeing this flattery is really disgusting.

She said: "Do you know who is the richest in Shangjiang City?"

Yang Fenglan answered quickly: "I know, the chairman of Shengding Group, Qiao Fugui."

Zhao Lan nodded and said, "That's right, this villa belongs to Qiao Fugui, the richest man in our city. I didn't expect that old man to be so talkative. Let's go in and have a look. We only have an hour."

After all, Zhao Lan took Yang Guilan and Yang Fenglan, just like Grandma Liu into the Grand View Garden, looking here and there, quite curious.

They have completely embarked on a world tour, and this villa is so luxurious.

At the same time, a large group of ordinary citizens had already surrounded the intersection of Shiquan Street.

Two luxury cars collided, and it was difficult not to attract onlookers.

Jiang Ling was standing next to the red Ferrari, with his arms folded, and shouted at the young people facing him arrogantly: "Why do you want me to pay? How much is your broken car worth? Open up your eyes See it clearly, this is Ferrari! You should pay me money, not much, just take a million."

Jiang Ling at this meeting didn't have the whining vigor of the phone call just now. She was exactly what Yang Guilan was like when she was young, aggressive and arrogant.

Jiangling is not stupid, the other party's car looks good, could it be a luxury car?

However, even if it is a luxury car, can it be more powerful than your own Ferrari?

In JMC's perception, Ferrari is a top sports car!

However, there were four or five young people on the other side, and the leader was a handsome man in a white shirt and flowery pants, with a Korean-style hair parted in the middle, white and clean, he looked like a son of a wealthy family.

He sat on the hood with an extremely disdainful expression, glanced at the Ferrari next to Jiangling, and said, "Beauty, is this car yours?"

Immediately, Jiang Ling looked like a kitten whose fur had exploded, raised his chin and blushed, and said, "Why isn't it mine? Is the car I drive still yours?"

In a word, the young people on the opposite side all laughed.

Jiang Ling panicked all of a sudden, looked left and right, and cursed angrily: "What are you laughing at! A group of poor people who hate the rich, can you afford this car? And you, hurry up and lose money!"

However, the handsome boy in the white shirt on the opposite side sneered and said with a snort: "Beauty, please take a look at my car, I am Ferrari Enzo, you don't even know my car, so you have the nerve to say that car is yours?"

Jiang Ling was taken aback, her mind was full of suspicion, she had only heard of Ferrari, what is a Ferrari Enzo?

"Damn! You got a fake Ferrari car, and you have the nerve to ask me for 20 million, isn't it funny!"

Immediately, Jiang Ling retorted angrily.

Must be a stolen Ferrari!

What Ferrari Enzo, fake!

As soon as Jiang Ling finished speaking, the crowd burst into laughter:

"I'll go! This beauty has big breasts and no brains. She doesn't even know Ferrari Enzo."

"What a shame, that's Enzo, a top-notch sports car! The aristocrat of Ferrari! An out-of-print divine car!"

"That's right, the global limit is only a few hundred units, and in China, there are only six or seven units!"

After everyone's discussion, Jiang Ling realized that something was wrong.

There are only six or seven cars in China?

The aristocrat of Ferrari, an out-of-print car?

Panic!

Jiang Ling panicked all of a sudden, her eyes drifted, but she still replied stiffly: "I don't believe it, my cousin-in-law will be here soon."

Jiang Ling stomped her feet resentfully, and the discussion of the crowd made her a little embarrassed.

The young people on the opposite side also sneered a few times.

The owner of the Ferrari Enzo, that is, the boy in the white shirt, said: "Okay, then we will wait for your cousin-in-law to come over, but I have to tell you one thing, 20 million, you can't escape dropped."

Jiang Ling was frightened, her legs started to go weak, and she hesitated, "What kind of broken car, it costs 20 million, who are you lying to?"

"cheat?"

Another young man stood up and said disdainfully: "Beauty, then you have to listen carefully, this Ferrari Enzo is an out-of-print car, the domestic price is currently 40 million, and there are The price is priceless, understand?"

Forty million units?

Jiang Ling almost lost his footing, and hurriedly said: "I...I don't believe it! You are just working together to trick me!"

hehe.

A group of people shook their heads helplessly and sneered.

"The girl must have been frightened. I heard that this Ferrari Enzo is not something ordinary people can buy. There are special conditions."

In the crowd, some people discussed.

"I know that to buy a Ferrari Enzo, you must be a celebrity, have high morals, and must not have any criminal records. You must be a member of Ferrari, and you must own more than three Ferraris, and at least one of them has been owned for more than 10 years. You also have to own the Ferrari F40 and F50, which are hard to come by on their own.”

"No, of course people with other special priorities can buy first, such as car kings like Schumacher."

Facing the discussion of the crowd, Jiang Ling was completely frightened and couldn't stand up.

This... this Ferrari Enzo, you must own more than three Ferraris to buy it?

Doesn't the young boy on the opposite side have a lot of Ferraris?

what to do?

the fat is in the fire!

Jiang Ling finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

For the 20 million yuan, even if my cousin-in-law knew Zheng Tai, he might not be able to pay it back.

The boy in the white shirt on the opposite side smiled now, walked up to Jiang Ling who was sulking, holding her arms and biting her nails, looked at the Ferrari next to her, and said, "Your Ferrari 488 is only 400 yuan in China. Wan, little sister, how are you going to pay me 20 million yuan?"

"I...I," Jiang Ling stammered, took a few steps back in fright, and cried, "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, this car is not mine, I borrowed it, don't force me, I The cousin-in-law will come over in a while, and he will pay you money!"

All of a sudden, everyone understood and accused Jiang Wan one after another.

"Look, the little girl now is too vain. She borrowed a luxury car for a drive. Something happened now."

"Hehe, I see, she probably slept in this car."

"Looking at her knees, she probably did that a lot, she's so cheap!"

Jiang Ling burst into tears when she heard this, and retorted: "I don't, I'm not the kind of girl you said!"

However, the crowd didn't believe it at all, and the more they talked, the more they became more enthusiastic, criticizing Jiang Ling from beginning to end as useless.

It's just a matter of pulling up a banner with words like "bitch" and "bitch".

The white shirt waited for a few young people, seeing Jiang Ling's cute and pitiful appearance, they all teased and said:

"Beauty, why don't you do this, and have a few drinks with Brother Lang."

"Our brother Lang is very talkative, let's go."

"This girl looks good, Brother Lang, it's rare, this leg is enough for you to play for a year."

When Jiang Ling heard these words, she quickly stepped back several steps in fright, and cried, "No, I won't go!"

However, several young people couldn't help Jiang Ling, and they all dragged her to get into other cars.

Jiang Ling was so frightened that he cried loudly and asked passers-by for help.

But the crowd of onlookers just watched indifferently, who would dare to come out to help?

Ferrari Enzo!

Forty million a car!

After provoking such rich people, they all died miserably.

They are ordinary people, and they can't afford to mess with these people.

Sudden!

An angry voice came from far and near.

"stop!"
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