Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 236 I Don't Need Pig Teammates
Fat Dun's family is very rich, and he is unwilling to accept any negotiation with any conditions, and insists on transporting those ice cubes back to spread in the villa to cool down.

This not only makes the people in the west of the Qingyuan Continent face the threat of starvation, but also makes the foodies in this world less able to experience the deliciousness of fruits from other worlds.

It's abominable!
Therefore, Fan Chengfeng decided to tell Pang Dun a hard truth, some things are not his, no matter how much money he spends, he will not enjoy them.

After leaving, Fan Chengfeng did not go far. The town was directly run through by a secondary road, and there were only two exits.

Fan Chengfeng had asked the driver, and they would go to the city along the loop later, so Fan Chengfeng hailed a van in the town and stood guard at the intersection.

Fan Chengfeng didn't care about Boss Yan's background or his family's background. He returned to Hu Province after finishing the vote.

"You can't blame me for all this, who told you that you can't see the situation clearly."

If the reasoning made sense, Fan Chengfeng would definitely disdain the behavior of such a gentleman, but Fatty didn't listen, he only thought that he could be arrogant if he had money.

Sitting in the van, the driver looked at Fan Chengfeng suspiciously, feeling that today's incident seemed quite exciting.

Although this young man looks very handsome, what he is doing now is similar to those stalking thieves in TV dramas.

The driver looked nervously at the vehicles on the road, only waiting for the young man in the back seat to give an order, and immediately stepped on the accelerator to follow, he was so nervous that he couldn't do it.

Fan Chengfeng glanced at the driver speechlessly, and said, why are you so nervous?

"Boss, are you a private detective?"

After waiting for about ten minutes, the driver didn't see which car the young man said he was going to follow, so he couldn't help feeling bored for a while, so he started looking for a topic.

When guessing Fan Chengfeng's identity, the driver looked determined.

Fan Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, "I feel that you are more like me than me,"

The logic is very clear, that is, the pair of tricks is not good enough, and it is easy to be confused by the appearance.

"In your line of business, I heard that as long as you take a few photos casually, you can get hundreds of thousands of hush money. If you have a chance, can you introduce me?"

"My driving skills are top-notch. I will help you drive. I will never let anyone find out."

The driver grinned and offered himself.

Fan Chengfeng touched his nose and said speechlessly, "You think too much."

Everyone has a daydreaming heart, and it's okay for the driver to make a fortune, but Fan Chengfeng doesn't particularly like to talk about private detectives.

"There are not hundreds of thousands, so there should be tens of thousands, right? One vote is received every day, and there are several million in a year."

The corners of Fan Chengfeng's mouth twitched. If private detectives were so easy to make money, there would be everywhere.

"Okay, let's go to the city."

From the corner of his vision, Fan Chengfeng had already seen the truck that Fat Dun called out, so he hurriedly urged the driver to drive.

When the driver saw the car, he immediately understood.

"This Yan Laocai is indeed a big winner. He is a fool and has a lot of money. However, his money is not so easy to get."

The driver is very good, no, to be precise, Fatty is well-known in the town, and many people know him.

There are not many people who can be called stupid and rich in money.

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, "Since you have such a dream, then show your worth."

The driver yelled, "Just look at it,"

There was a bang, the van was fueled, and there was still a deafening dj in the car. The driver seemed to have taken a big tonic, and passed the big truck in an instant.

Fatty's car is a big Mercedes-Benz, although it looks a bit low-key, but its license plate number is five and six.

It seems that only in this way can he show his aura of local tyrant.

However, such a coquettish big Mercedes-Benz was overtaken by a van.

Can this kind of thing be tolerated?
Of course I can't bear it.

Fatty yelled at the driver, "Give me overtaking him,"

Boom, the big Mercedes also started to accelerate.

The gap between the cars is destined to be less than three seconds handsome.

Fat Pier spit at the van through the window, and gave him a middle finger. However, this guy was complacent at the moment, but he didn't notice Fan Chengfeng who was sitting in the back of the van and purposely lowered his height.

Although the van was overtaken, it kept clinging to the big Benz. The big truck behind wanted to speed up, but its bulky body did not allow it to do too many feats.

So along the way, the van clung to the big Benz until it entered the urban area, but the speed of the big Benz still didn't slow down, but the van didn't dare to do that.

I had no choice but to keep pace with the big truck behind, and this situation lasted for about 10 minutes.

The van stopped in the parking space beside the road, and Fan Chengfeng looked at the driver with some doubts.

"Yan Laocai's villa is very big, we will arrive here a little further, there is no point in continuing to follow."

The driver lit a cigarette, which seemed a bit lonely for a master.

Racing with Yan Laocai, and even passing his car provocatively, this kind of thing, in the past, the driver would not have dared to think about it.

Before, I didn't know where the courage came from.

For such an achievement, the driver feels physically hollowed out.

"What's the matter?"

Fan Chengfeng looked at the driver in shock. You already know where Yan Laocai's villa is, so do you still need to go racing with others?

Isn't this intentional to attract hatred?

"Boss, what do you think of my performance just now?"

After taking a deep breath, the driver asked shyly.

Fan Chengfeng stretched out his palm to the driver, "I don't need a teammate who is self-righteous and likes to be handsome but is actually as stupid as a pig, so you should go home and drive your black car honestly."

"goodbye,"

As soon as the car door was pulled, Fan Chengfeng dropped two words and left directly.

To be honest, this driver is really good at driving. If he drives a slightly better car, no matter what troubles those private detectives encounter, he will definitely be a good driver.

But unfortunately, Fan Chengfeng is not a private detective.

"Hey, wait."

The driver yelled in the car.

"Just give up on this, I don't need pig teammates."

Fan Chengfeng ran further and further away.

"Nimma, I haven't paid the car money yet."

The driver hurriedly got out of the car to chase after him, but how could his speed compare to Fan Chengfeng?
Long gone.

"Your uncle, these private detectives are really not good people."

The driver originally wanted to break into the enemy's interior, but now, he no longer has a good impression of private detectives. Next time, if he encounters a private detective, he will definitely be angry without hesitation. do not mind.

It was so hurtful.

(End of this chapter)