olympian big player

334 Chapter 333 - Finding the Lord
When the three women heard this, they looked at Bu Zelu with strange faces.

"We really don't know each other very well. We just got to know each other seriously yesterday, and this buddy also greeted other guests. I didn't drink too much." Bu Zelu hurriedly explained.

"Call and ask." Viniya said.

"to whom?"

"Bugatti company, and call the prince to ask." Viniya said angrily.

"Hiss, I don't have his phone number, we seem to have added a Twitter." Bu Zelu found his phone and checked it, and there was indeed no Atiya's number.

The two of them really knew each other yesterday, or they weren't even friends. After all, it was only the first time they met. Even if they want to be friends, they should at least go back and have a few parties together.

"Are all the friends in the Middle East so stupid? I'll give you a Bugatti as soon as I make a move. This is almost as good as your US Open championship prize money last year." Zaina excitedly flipped through her phone to check.

Bu Zelu looked at the car prices displayed by Zaina, and it was really scary. He remembered that last year's US Open prize money was only 320 million before tax.

A Bugatti costs 312 million, and this is the off-the-shelf price, excluding various other expenses.

"If you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal. No, I'll go find him. Aren't you short of money, can't you buy it yourself?" Bu Zelu thought that he couldn't give such a big toy in the trench.

"Wait, are you just asking directly like this? Do you want it?" Viniya tried to persuade, but seeing that Bu Zelu had already opened the door and went out frantically looking for slippers.

Bu Zelu's net worth is not tens of billions, but there are still tens of millions. Bugatti wanted to buy this car last year, but it is really a bit expensive.

Besides, isn't Daniel delicious?

In terms of handsomeness, it must be handsome, but Bugatti is expensive.

After walking around for a while, fortunately it was a rest day, Bu Zelu still found Atiya. Well, to be precise, he got his phone number. This buddy has already gone to the city to play.

"Hi, joye, I heard that you were looking for me, what's the matter, I'm sorry, I forgot to give you my personal phone number yesterday." Attiya said directly to Bu Zelu on the phone with a very bossy air.

"Ha, okay, remember, I'll save it later, by the way, did you give me a gift box last night!" Bu Zelu said as he left the living area of ​​Dazhong.

"Oh, that's right, how about the gift, isn't it okay?" Attia said with a smile after a moment of stupefaction.

"Uh, this is not appropriate." What could Bu Zelu say.

"It's okay, just take it, haha, just kidding, a friend of mine asked me to hand it over to you, I don't know what it is, just treat it as a gift from a fan who likes you very much. "Atiya said with a big gasp.

"Uh, no, then I can't ask for it anymore. In this way, I will send it back to you later, and you can tell this friend, I thank him, and don't give me such an expensive gift." Bu Zelu Even more confused.

"Then I don't care about it, I just handed it over, you have to return it to her yourself." Attia said with a smile.

"She? Female? Is she pretty? Cough cough, I'm just asking casually, then please give me her contact information, and I'll get in touch with her." Bu Zelu said.

"OK, let me ask for you, and I will send you a message later." Attiya said again.

"OK, then you are busy, let's talk later." Bu Zelu was even more confused now.

What kind of fans, why are you so stupid, chasing stars and giving Bugatti, how about V587, there are mines at home.

'No, there is no mine at home, but it is estimated that there is oil. Bu Zelu twitched the corners of his mouth, strolled to the general area of ​​the base camp by the way, bought some snacks and walked back.

Bu Zelu, who returned to the RV, also received a text message, but it turned out to be a Twitter account, and he was talking to a few people while operating the computer.

"What do you mean?" Bu Zelu looked at the so-called Twitter account, and searched for a long time. He couldn't find the previous ones and deleted them, but most of them were reposts of his related information.

Then there is nothing on the registration message, and the avatar is also a system initial'? 'avatar.

'Really a woman? Bu Zelu murmured in his heart, but still asked Viniya to write a letter.

"Then what about the car now? We just contacted Bugatti and said that the car has been built. Let us fill in the address and deliver it." Zaina leaned on her chin and looked at the "new car" effect on the website. picture.

"Fuck, what configuration, let me take a look?" Bu Zelu also looked curiously.

"It's all top configuration. Where carbon can be used, there is absolutely no need for other aluminum materials. The optional materials that can be added are all installed for you. This service, tsk tsk, you just need to confirm the information, and someone from Bugatti will come to sign with you. Confirmation of delivery..."

Bu Zelu basically didn't listen to what Zaina was saying in that barabala, he was now thinking about what was going on with this woman, don't be a lonely widowed old rich woman or something like that.

If he was still hanging out in Xiangjiang a year or two ago, he might have followed 'Auntie, I don't want to work hard! '

But now, let alone Bugatti, he bought a bunch of houses and then renovated them to add up to hundreds of millions, which is still a dollar, and the car is only a few million, but it just doesn’t feel worthwhile.

So... Appearance determines everything.

"Brother Joye, this person is so crazy. As long as you say anything on your Twitter, this person will like it, and some positive reports will be forwarded." Cha Ruoyu played with her mobile phone for a long time without saying a word. Checking this thing out.

"Couldn't be a female fan, she's so rich and loves you so much, tsk tsk, she's also a friend of the prince of Qatar, maybe a princess." Zaina said jokingly.

"Yes, yes, if I change to a Middle Eastern nationality, it seems that I can marry 4 wives over there!" Bu Zelu looked at the three women and raised his eyebrows.

"Look what I'm doing, I'm an Orthodox Christian!" Venya rolled her eyes.

"I believe in Christ!" Cha Ruoyu quickly shook her hand.

"You seem to be a prostitute!" Bu Zelu looked at Zaina.

"Let's go, we are not the same kind." Zaina thumped the Buze shoes.

"Come and tell me, tell me, I'm really curious about this religion, why, why are there so many troubles, why don't we have so many bad things in our country." Bu Zelu asked curiously.

"I don't understand either, ahem, what do you think I am doing, I just went to the mosque when I was a child, there are so many people and children, it's so fun." Zaina said with an embarrassed face.

"Cut~"

Bugatti's problem is a bit troublesome. It's not accepted now, and it's not accepted if it is not accepted. What's more important is that it has been sent to the station for several days in the morning.

Even with the jet lag, Bu Zelu personally sent a few messages in the afternoon, but there was still no reply.

"I don't know which fan gave me a super gift. I would like to thank you here in advance, but it is too expensive. Did you secretly buy it with family money? I have contacted you for a day, so please reply me quickly, otherwise Just throw that thing over there, I won't sign for it. '

Bu Zelu had no choice but to send a tweet before going to bed. This is because he hasn't played with his mobile phone since the finals.

Bu Zelu, who sent the message, didn't care, he just threw the phone away and thought about sleeping on the bed again tonight.

"Hey, how about playing flying chess, the winner can choose the bed?" Bu Zelu happily found the chessboard and ran over to ask.

"Get out~ Tomorrow's game, you will fall down if you don't sleep." Zaina pulled the blanket after she finished speaking, and kicked the chessboard over.

The short rest day is just to let the driver breathe a sigh of relief.

And after this rest day, it will also usher in the nightmare of all drivers. The longest race among all the sub-stages is also the most famous "devil stage" of the Dakar Rally.

Enduro.

How could Zaina allow Bu Zelu to waste energy indiscriminately, the reason why he had a fight with him last night was because today is a rest day.

The nightingale twittered softly, and unconsciously, the entire noisy base camp was much quieter than usual, and everyone was resting early in preparation for tomorrow's game.

Aircraft, fly a hot pepper.

In the early morning of the next day, the logistics team left early again, and today's driving section is 208 kilometers according to the organizer's guidance.

So the logistics team has to leave Arica and go to the next city, Antofagasta area, where it will be arranged and stationed.

Bu Zelu was kicked out of the RV again, squatting there in the empty maintenance area waiting for the sky to brighten.

And most importantly closed open.

Today's closed area opened 10 minutes earlier than usual, because there were a lot of drivers who came early today, and everyone wanted to rush there.

At least after arriving at the new base camp more than 200 kilometers away, I can take a rest and prepare for today's endurance race.

The motorcycle group was quite convenient, and they all rode their own cars and left the base camp easily. As for the car group and truck group, it would be troublesome.

One by one, they were struggling to move outside the camp.

The brightly lit camp early in the morning resembles a vegetable market in the morning, crowded with people and cars and motorcycles.

"Huh~" Bu Zelu, who finally squeezed out, quickly put on his helmet and dodged. The gate was still in a mess, and we had to wait until we had to drive a certain distance to adjust.

The driving section of more than 200 kilometers is not too much. It took less than 3 hours to arrive at the new base camp. I found the tent in the maintenance area that was being built. I quickly asked the engineer to adjust today’s motorcycle, and then sat on the side to start. Study the road book that was just issued.

"Hiss, isn't this fucking meow killing people!" Bu Zelu muttered, throwing away the guidance and advice in his hand and focusing on reading the road book.

After analyzing Datong with a group of people next to me, I didn’t have any clues, mainly because I wanted him to run 631 kilometers today.

Fortunately, the motorcycle group and the car group are running separately today, so there will be no rushing of the driving route.

(End of this chapter)