My time is running out

Fu Xiaoyan continued: "If you find it troublesome to park, you can also give it a direct command to let it find a parking lot on its own."

A little too convenient.

Chen Tao nodded slightly and looked at the suspended sports car in front of him.

This sports car is silver-white in color and has a low chassis, but it is cool.

There is a black frame on the front with a silver license plate number displayed on the frame.

Other people's license plates have very traditional colors, but this car automatically generates license plates.

It is indeed the most advanced sports car produced by White Swan Enterprise, and it also has such privileges.

Chen Tao threw the briefcase in his hand into the car and got into the driver's seat.

The woman in tight clothes stood outside the car door, looking at Chen Tao with an expectant smile on her face.

Chen Tao looked at her.

He said to 'Nebula' in his heart: Didn't you say that you can do anything? Then I want to know the purpose of this woman approaching me.

"Li Ting, an ordinary human, likes 'time'. The purpose of getting close to the host is to be taken care of. There is no need to worry about 'time'."

In other words, this woman is here for 'time'.

"If I choose to raise her, which man will I be to her?"

"Twenty-one." A mechanical voice sounded in Chen Tao's mind.

Chen Tao looked away and said, "Close the door."

Twenty-one..., this woman has a good figure and looks good, but he has no interest in these shabby shoes that have been worn by more than 20 people.

As soon as the supercar's lights came on, the door closed automatically.

Li Ting outside the door was slightly startled when she saw this.

Chen Tao didn't care what Li Ting was thinking. He held the steering wheel and started the car.

The sky was pitch black, and the stars were no longer visible due to light pollution. What replaced the starlight were the lights on the roadside and the lights on the floors.

It was already night when Chen Tao went out, and now it is even late at night.

Chen Tao wants to find Zi Qing.

Before, Chen Tao heard Zi Qing say that she worked in a bar and was a bar dancer.

Zi Qing graduated with a major in dance. Although she went to a school in a slum, she also studied dance. Being able to become a dancer is also an amazing thing.

However, before going to the bar, it’s better to change your clothes.

Now Chen Tao is Zi Qing's man. Although Chen Tao doesn't care about clothes, embarrassing Zi Qing where Zi Qing works is not what Chen Tao wants to do.

There is a brand-name clothing store ahead.

The car slowly stopped in front of the clothing store.

After stopping, the car door opened automatically.

Chen Tao got out of the car.

As soon as he got out of the car, Chen Tao noticed the woman sitting at the counter in the store, looking straight at this side.

Her little face was full of astonishment.

Chen Tao withdrew his gaze and entered the clothing store minding his own business.

This clothing store is very spacious. There are racks one after another in the front, all of which are brand-name men's clothing. All kinds of clothes are hung on the walls.

Chen Tao walked in, looking for clothes he liked.

"Sir, do you need our service?" came a voice.

Chen Tao glanced at the woman who spoke, who was sitting at the counter just now.

Wearing professional attire, she looked at Chen Tao with a smile.

Chen Tao took off the woman's name tag, which read "Staff, Li Xiaolu".

Chen Tao said, "Well, help me pick out some clothes that suit me."

When Li Xiaolu heard this, she nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Okay."

Not far from Chen Tao, there happened to be a middle-aged man and woman choosing clothes.

The middle-aged woman noticed Chen Tao here. She frowned, raised her hand, waved her hand in front of her nose, and said with some displeasure: "Honey, do you smell it? It stinks."

A middle-aged man with a plump figure and Mediterranean hair heard the woman next to him talking and said, "It stinks? Where does it stink?"

The middle-aged woman said: "It just smells very bad and has a strong sour smell. Where does this sour smell come from? How come there is such a sour smell in this brand store?"

She looked at Chen Tao and suddenly showed a surprised expression and said: "Oh, it turns out it's coming from over there. People from the slums actually run in to the famous brand store. No wonder it smells so bad. It really ruined my desire to buy clothes." mood."

Chen Tao frowned.

Li Xiaolu also heard the voice here, and the smile on her face became a little embarrassed.

Chen Tao didn't bother to talk to them. After all, what Chen Tao was wearing didn't look very good. And as a slum dweller, he was used to being treated like this. As long as the other party wasn't that excessive, he didn't bother to deal with it.

"Hubby, it stinks so much." The middle-aged woman pinched her nose with a look of disgust.

The middle-aged man frowned, looked at Li Xiaolu and said, "Did you hear what my wife said? Drive this guy who smells like poverty out of his body, or we won't buy anything in your store."

When Li Xiaolu heard this, she looked at the middle-aged man with some embarrassment and said, "Sir, people who enter our store are customers. Please don't do this."

The middle-aged man was startled. He didn't expect that he would get such a response.

He frowned: "What do you mean? You mean, you plan to have this poor customer from the slum, and you don't want me either?"

The female Li Xiaolu smiled awkwardly and said: "That's not the case. It's just that our store is doing business. How can we do such a thing as driving customers away? Please don't embarrass us."

"Hmph." The middle-aged man said, "It seems that your store doesn't want to do business anymore!"

Li Xiaolu slowly clenched her fists.

"What happened here?" At this time, a woman in a business suit came over. The woman's name tag read.

Manager, Bai Yue.

When Li Xiaolu saw Bai Yue, she was like seeing a savior. She looked at Bai Yue and said, "Manager, it's like this. Mr. Lin said that he hated the poor taste of this customer and wanted us to drive this customer out."

Bai Yue's eyes fell on Chen Tao. She looked at him slightly and frowned.

The middle-aged man showed a sneer and looked at Chen Tao with a playful look.

In his opinion, Chen Tao would definitely be driven out by the manager.

Bai Yue was about to open his mouth.

Li Xiaolu seemed to know something. She hurriedly whispered in Bai Yue's ear, "Manager, the man in shabby clothes drove a white wing here."

Bai Yue's pupils condensed slightly, and she looked at Li Xiaolu: "Really?"

Li Xiaolu nodded slightly.

Bai Yue narrowed her eyes, looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "Mr. Lin, please go out with your wife."

The middle-aged man was startled, and he was stunned: "You..."

Bai Yue said: "My store does not welcome people like you, don't you want to go out? Do you need me to call the security to 'invite' you out?"

The middle-aged man's face became particularly ugly, he glared at Chen Tao fiercely, and his eyes fell on Bai Yue: "Okay! You wait!"

As he said, he strode out.

"Lin Hao." The middle-aged woman was stunned, and she hurriedly chased after him.

The middle-aged man was a little confused.

Let Bai Yue choose between him and a guy from the slums, why would Bai Yue choose the guy from the slums.

But when he walked out of the store and saw the floating supercar parked at the door of the store, his steps stopped.

His pupils trembled, looking at the supercar, suddenly turned back through the door, looking at Chen Tao's back.

"Is this car his?"

Thinking of this, he understood everything.

A person who owns a floating supercar is certainly not someone that a small clothing store can offend.

Compared to him, the store will naturally take better care of people who own floating supercars. A floating supercar is a symbol of status and identity.