Chapter 167: Supercars!

After going around in circles, Zhuang Yan finally remembered to go home.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be no cooking oil at home, so he stopped in front of a convenience store and went down to buy something.

Entering the convenience store, Zhuang Yan picked up a bottle of oil and remembered the embarrassing scene this morning.

"Buy more toothbrushes and towels....."

At this time, he didn't know that the outside of the convenience store was already impassable.

"Ahhh

"Stupid girl, you don't know that you have long hair and short knowledge, do you? This is the Bugatti Vessel! 50 million!"

"Damn, I don't know whose rich boy came out for a ride, it's really blinding me!"

In just a few minutes, a large group of people were already gathered around Zhuang Yan's car.

The crowd took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but they didn't dare to take a step forward.

Who dares to step forward with this special meow!

If you accidentally break a little paint, ordinary people can't afford to lose their money?

At this time, an Internet celebrity gold worshipper girl named Mengzi saw the crowd of onlookers come forward to join in the fun, but he didn't expect that as soon as he squeezed into the front, the supercar almost blinded his eyes!

Moeko first quietly took a few photos, and then moistened her throat,

"Ahem!"

Walk up to the red bugatti in front of you, stretch out your hands and cross your waist, your chin higher than your head.

"You all get out of the way for me! Don't look at what kind of car this is, can you afford to pay for it?"

"Hey, what about you! Stop shooting! Haven't you ever seen a supercar? Can you afford to pay if your flashing lights flash my car?"

That attitude, as if the car was hers.

"What's wrong with the pat pat is this car yours still not allowed to shoot yet?"

The crowd didn't know who said it.

Moeko snorted disdainfully, "Isn't it yours if it's not mine?"

"A bunch of dirt buns who have never seen the world!

Mengzi had a good calculation in her heart, she first drove away the crowd of onlookers, and when the people left, she could get closer and take pictures of this supercar worth 50 million up close!

"This woman seems to be an Internet celebrity!"

"brother! I really remember when you say that! This beauty has tens of millions of fans on a live broadcast software!"

"Oh my God!

"A big Internet celebrity with tens of millions of fans?

"So it's really possible! Internet celebrities make a lot of money! A mere 50 million should be able to come up with them too, right?"

Even if she doesn't have money, maybe her boyfriend is rich?

"Let's go, let's go, it looks like it's really someone's car..."

When Moeko saw that he was recognized, he was even more proud.

This kind of thing is still relatively common.

Recently, many Internet celebrities' melons have been revealed on the Internet, and the clerk of the 4S store broke the news that dozens of Internet celebrities have rented a car together to take pictures, and they will take pictures for a day.

What's even more bizarre is that many people came in with several outfits to take pictures of the next two weeks in one day.

Although this Internet celebrity has never made an order with others, he has not done much to take pictures of other people's luxury cars on the roadside.

Sometimes it's bad luck to meet the owner of the car, but with his delicate face and proud figure, the cute child is coquettish, and basically those car owners don't care.

Now she wants to do it again.

In the convenience store, Zhuang Yan took a basket of goods and put them on the cash register, waiting for the checkout.

As a result, after waiting for a while, the cashier did not pay attention to him at all.

"Brother, brother?"

Zhuang Yan shouted several times before the clerk reacted.

The clerk was also deeply attracted by the cool supercar outside!

He's just this one fucking car, he can't make that much money in his life!

"What for?"

The "disturbed" clerk's tone was full of impatience, and he calculated the price of the product roughly.

In the process of waiting, Zhuang Yan glanced outside, and this glance made him stunned.

What's the situation?

When he bought something, there were so many people around his car?

Wait a minute, and the woman, leaning on his car, what do you want to do?

Zhuang Yan saw that the Internet celebrity Meng Zi was leaning against the door of his car.

The clerk saw Zhuang Yan looking out blankly, and he despised it in his heart, he was a dirt bun again!

He sneered disdainfully: "Don't look at it, do you know what kind of car this is? Bugatti Vegan! 50 million! You can't afford it for eight lifetimes!"

Zhuang Yan came back to his senses, "Oh?"

He can't afford it?

This is his car, does he still need to buy it?

Does he look so poor and sour?

Glancing down at his outfit, Zhuang Yan knew in his heart.

When he ran out just now, he was too excited to clean up, and he was now wearing a loose lounge suit, but the clothes were wrinkled and looked older.

It really doesn't look like a rich man.

Zhuang Yan didn't bother with the clerk, paid the money and walked out with the things.

When I walked to the car, I saw that the woman was still leaning against her car door, and she had no intention of moving away.

"I'm sorry, let me go. ”

Zhuang Yan walked over and said lightly.

His hand was already in his trouser pocket, and he was about to take out the car keys in his hand.

Mengzi first glanced at Zhuang Yan with disdain, and looked down on him even more when he saw that he was so ordinary that he couldn't be more ordinary.

"Do you know whose car this is?"

"Don't stand so close, row to my car, you can't afford to sell your organs!"

Moeko said with her hands around her chest.

Her car?

Zhuang Yan was stunned, when did this become her car?

This woman is too good to talk about, right?

"Sorry, this is my car. ”

"Your car?"

Moeko seemed to have heard some big joke, "Look at your poor and sour appearance! Return your car? Tell lies and don't make drafts? You have blown the cowhide all the way! You don't have a steering wheel worth anything, do you?"

The corners of Zhuang Yan's mouth twitched: "This is really my car ......"

"Eh, why are you so shameless as a big man? You said it's your car, it's your car?"

"That's it, this man looks like a poor ghost, he returns his car, and he wants to go crazy for money, right?"

"Poor boy! Let's go farther! The woman next to you is a big Internet celebrity with tens of millions of fans! This car belongs to someone else! Don't be ashamed!"

"yes, if you really row the car later, you really can't afford to pay for it!"

The onlookers complained.

Some people also advised Zhuang Yan not to get too close to the car.

Zhuang Yan: "......"

He didn't say anything, he took out the key directly from his trouser pocket, and pressed it lightly, and the front and rear lights of the red Bugatti Vegatti were lit up, and the lock was unlocked with a "click", and the supercar with the lights on was like a beast that had awakened from its slumber.