Picking up rubbish from the ex-marriage to help the brother-in-law

Chapter 77
"Damn it, you trash, no, not even trash."

Long Shaoan was furious in the car, he finally had some free time.

Several security guards looked at each other in blank dismay, no one would feel comfortable if they scolded like this.

"Get out of the way, I don't believe it!"

Long Shaoan yelled to get the security guards out of the way, then started the car and retreated, intending to drive the "blocker" down.

"Boom!"

His car bumped into something suddenly, Long Shaoan reacted immediately, and quickly turned off the engine.

He looked in the rear mirror and found that there was a pure white sports car behind his car at some point.

Ferrari!
Long Shao'an's expression changed suddenly, and he felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

It shouldn't have scratched it.

"Beep, beep."

Someone knocked on the window.

He turned his head slowly and saw a cold face staring at him.

Frowning, he said disgustedly: "It's you who picks up garbage, why is it you again, move your rotten car away!"

Liu Fan took a deep breath and said slowly, "You hit my car."

"Bah!" Long Shaoan spat out and scolded: "I'll hit your broken car? You don't even look at how expensive my car is. Let me tell you, boy, if my car is scratched a little, You won’t be able to afford to pick up trash all your life!”

A few security guards nearby watched coldly, looking like they were watching the excitement.

Only the security guy just now sighed, as if he had seen someone being slapped in the face.

"Not this one, I'm talking about that one!"

Liu Fan pointed to the Ferrari behind with a smile on his face, and said word by word: "According to what you said, should you also compensate me?"

Long Shaoan was stunned, and suddenly stuck his head out of the car window to look at the rear, and then at Liu Fan, repeating twice.

"You mean, that car is yours? Are you kidding me, a trash picker..."

Long Shaoan didn't believe Liu Fan's words at all.

Liu Fan sighed softly, pretending to be forced, and pressed the car key in his hand.

"Di Di!"

The car whistle sounded, which strongly confirmed Liu Fan's words.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, Long Shaoan was as if struck by lightning!

The security guards in front of the Mercedes-Benz were even more shocked, and one of the security guards who stepped on the front bumper of the bicycle pulled his leg back carefully as if scared.

At this moment, everyone's normal cognition was shattered.

"Di Di..."

Liu Fan pressed a few more times on purpose, and in the eyes of everyone, it seemed as if he was being slapped on his face one by one.

Loud!

"You, aren't you picking up trash?"

Long Shao'an gulped, walked out of the car, and faced Liu Fan, the arrogance he had just dissipated completely.

"Pick up trash? Who told you I was a trash picker? Did I?"

Liu Fan stared and said, "I'm sitting on tens of billions, and I'm proud of my life. Can't I pick up trash to cultivate my sentiments? I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. If I hit my car, I can just pay 200 million."

"Two, two million! Why don't you grab it!"

Long Shaoan jumped in shock, and stepped back with a questioning expression on his face. After a closer look, the front hood of the Ferrari was dented.

But to be honest, the damage is not that great.

The faces of the other security guards froze as well. This master's mouth is 200 million, so... ruthless!

How many years would they have to work to earn it?
"Two million is too much?" Liu Fan mocked, "Don't you see how expensive my car is!"

How come Long Shaoan is so familiar with these words, isn't this what he said just now?
(End of this chapter)