After nine o'clock on Dinghu Road, there were basically no cars, and I don't know if it was an appointment, or what, anyway, An Ran felt that there should be some inside information that he didn't know.

But when I came to the cone-shaped parking lot again, it was a completely different place than it had been at the beginning.

The parking lot is already full of all kinds of luxury cars at this time,

If all the luxury cars in this parking lot are sold, it is estimated that they will cost billions.

Ferrari, Lamborghini, Porsche, Maserati, Bugatti, Aston Martin......

There are no less than 40 vehicles.

An Ran was dazzled, and there was no car here below two million.

There are even no less than ten cars at the level of tens of millions.

also made Enron really understand a fact, why crooked nuts say that the Chinese people are rich.

And the richest among the Chinese people, the people of Modu are definitely the first to bear it.

An Ran sighed that in other places, he didn't think he could easily assemble such a team.

"Yo Yo Yo ...... Let's see who's coming? This is not our old-timer Uncle Jiang, and is this Uncle Zhang, Uncle Qi, and Uncle Deng? Hey, this one is a little familiar, your surname?"

As soon as the car was parked, An Ran saw a boy who looked like he was ten years old and walked up.

"Ma Xiaofang, are you on vacation? Yo, I'm old, look at my memory, it's summer vacation, Xiaofang, have you finished your summer vacation homework?"

"Xiaofang, your uncle, Zhang He, don't remember to eat or fight, if you scream nonsense, I'm not done with you!" The boy heard Zhang He's words, his face twitched, he turned red, and almost exploded.

His name is naturally not Ma Xiaofang but Ma Xiaofang, the difference between one word and the difference is very different.

"You think I want to call you a little brat? Doesn't that show the care of the elders for the juniors?"

Glancing at the two people who didn't do anything, An Ran was a little speechless, both of them were red, and the saliva was about to spray on their faces, but neither of them had the slightest idea of doing it.

Maybe that's why Jiang Zuo didn't let him get angry?

Look at these two people, they just beep, the saliva fight flies, and they don't even make a fist.

I understand a little in my heart, in fact, don't look at the few people who are arguing fiercely, but it is definitely the most fun, otherwise Jiang Zuo and the others would not have pulled themselves.

Putting it here and continuing to talk about it, he looked at the people around him safely, in addition to them, there were also a few young people in their twenties on the other side, who were also watching the excitement.

And the largest number of people is actually a group of teenagers and girls around seventeen or eighteen years old, and there are a few who seem to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, and they should still be junior high school students, but there are not many.

And there are a few older people on the side, so it looks like they should be brought out to play.

Seeing this, An Ran understood why Jiang Zuo and the others called these people Xiao Po children, looking at that age, this is indeed a group of Xiao Po children.

But in fact, most of the people who can come here are basically adults, and they can only get a driver's license when they are adults, right?

But obviously, the post-80s, post-90s, and post-00s obviously can't pee into a pot.

An Ran looked at this group of children, and naturally there were people looking at him, who could be brought by Jiang Zuo and a few people together, his identity would naturally not be bad, so it was normal for someone to pay attention.

"Uncle, are you An Ran and An Shuai?" An Ran was looking at it, and someone beside him lowered his voice with some excitement and asked in a low voice.

An Ran lowered his head when he heard this, and had to bow his head, otherwise he couldn't see it, and the person who spoke said it was shorter than his shoulders.

It's a girl who looks like she's sixteen or seventeen years old, and she should be in high school, An Ran thought.

No, when did you become an uncle?

He did the math, and he was only twenty-three.

And then he was called uncle by a little girl?

Are you very old? Or are you a little anxious?

"Wow, An Shuai, it's really you, I heard that you took care of a female student yesterday? Is it true? You also waved your hand and gave someone a 10 million-level Maybach?"

As if she saw her idol, the girl's eyes flashed as if she had admired it to the extreme, staring at An Ran, jumping and jumping, looking extremely excited.

Not to mention, An Ran suddenly found that it felt good to be stared at by the adoring gaze of such a little girl.

But please don't mention it again, okay? I hate it!

Thinking of today's little fairy's proposition, An Ran felt uncomfortable raising a two-word thief chicken.

The girl obviously didn't think it, seeing that An Ran seemed to be enjoying herself, she immediately said excitedly: "Uncle, my name is Li Yao, let's discuss one thing, okay? You take care of me, I don't want Maybach, I just took a fancy to a Pagani huayra a few days ago, it's not expensive, it's just tens of millions!"

Enron:

This is quite normal in front, why are you suddenly off topic?

Well, raising a high school student?

An Ran glanced at the two slices of bread on Li Yao's chest and pouted.

To A,

I can't afford it,

pass

No......

Don't say that you like big waves, you can't even squeeze out half of the small ditch, and you still want to let yourself be fed?

Dreaming?

Hmph, is Ben Shuaibi the kind of person with such a shallow vision?

If you go deeper, you might be able to reach the limit of your line of sight.

But now, I should go home and eat some more Wangzi small steamed buns to make up for it.

Li Yao didn't notice the little disgust in An Ran's eyes, and when she saw An Ran's gaze, she deliberately straightened her small chest.

Enron was speechless, yes A is yes A, you can't stand up a pair of bombs, right?

This An Ran was still looking at the right A with disgusted eyes, and Jiang Zuo on the other side didn't know when he joined the mouth cannon.

"Xiaofang, you are young, you are not sensible, you don't understand, let's not say anything, today is a car race, look at this car, do you know it?"

An Ran looked at Jiang Zuo's smugness, speechless, you are too unlevel, right?

Shouldn't you set up a game, then pretend to be a pig, and finally take it out and slap your face when people are the most proud?

You pretend to be so direct and pale and powerless, it is easy to be slapped in the face.

Sure enough, An Ran's idea had just risen, and the boy known as Xiaofang stared at Yinmei, first a little dazed, then shocked, and then soon his face turned into mockery.

"Who doesn't know your relationship with Enron? Are you embarrassed to use other people's cars to pretend to be forced?"

However, what An Ran didn't expect was that Jiang Zuo didn't care about this at all, but became even more proud: "Since you know that I have a good relationship with An Ran, what if this car is An Ran? I can drive it if I want, do you think there is a difference between it and it's mine? After all, with my relationship with An Ran, what is his is mine, what's the problem?"

As soon as these words came out, An Ran himself was stunned.

Faced?

Your face?

Is there a problem?

It's okay to bully a group of children, you don't even want your face?

What is my relationship with you?

Maoist relationship?

What else is mine is yours? What is mine is mine, when will it be yours?

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would definitely teach Jiang Zuo a lesson, what is a real slap in the face, keep the slap on your little face!

"What you said was yours is yours? Did people agree with Enron? Even if you are old, you still stink and shameless, if you have the ability, you can call Enron to us and ask, see if Enron agrees with you to brag about this bullshit?"

Well said, An Ran couldn't help but almost praise this Xiaofang classmate.

See, do I agree? You use my name?