"Come out!" After Xiaoyu left, Qian Hao said to the door.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and a dream walked in.

"Do you want to kill them?" Rumeng asked coldly.

"No, you don't." Qian Hao was not surprised that Rumeng would say such a thing, after all, they found him near the mission, which was likely to leak his information, and it might cause unnecessary trouble when the police interrogated him.

"You're hurt?"

"A little old injury, it's not a big deal." Qian Hao replied.

"The mission bounty has been distributed, and you have the lion's share, thirty-five million. The remaining fifteen million were divided equally. The money has been deposited into your Swiss bank account. Rumeng said and handed Qian Hao a white-gold magnetic card.

"Oh." Qian Hao didn't care too much about taking the magnetic card.

"Then you can rest for the next few days, and I will contact you if you have something. By the way, the fifteenth is currently in a semi-crippled state, and with your strength, you can completely accept him, and there are many people watching and thinking that you will be on top. Rumeng walked to the door of the ward, and suddenly turned back to Qian Hao and said.

"I see." Qian Hao nodded.

"The higher the ranking, the more benefits, I hope you understand." Rumeng dropped a word and left.

Qian Hao stretched his waist and turned on the mobile phone he usually uses, and the 108 missed calls are basically from Yingying.

"Oops." Qian Hao muttered, this will actually forget her, this has disappeared for three days, and Yingying should die in a hurry.

Qian Hao hurriedly replied to a phone call, and the phone on the other side was a sea cry, and then asked Qian Hao to go home immediately.

Qian Hao had no choice but to go through the discharge procedures and go home.

When she arrived at home, she inevitably threw another handful of tears, and Yingying cried like a little tear person, and she couldn't stop for a long time. Qian Hao had no choice but to coax with all his might, while making up stories to find various reasons to explain where he had gone in the past few days.

In the end, whether you believe it or not, Yingying was finally coaxed. But he always muttered and looked unhappy.

"Okay, how about I give you a gift?" For an angry woman, sometimes some material compensation is more tangible than rhetoric.

"What's that?" Yingying stared at Qian Hao with some curiosity.

"Let's go, let's go out and talk about it." Qian Hao drove Yingying towards the city center.

When he arrived in the city center, Qian Hao didn't know what to buy, so he took Yingying around, and finally arrived in front of an auto show.

"Do you have a driver's license?"

"Well, there is. You're not going to buy me a car, are you? Yingying looked at Qian Hao in surprise.

"Let's see, we have to have a car worthy of our Yingying, right?" Qian Hao smiled and took Yingying's hand and walked towards the auto show center.

In the auto show center, there are many people gathered, and all kinds of car models are competing for the wind and showing their bodies, not looking like they are showing cars, but themselves. All kinds of otaku held the camera in their hands and kept flashing, and they almost drooled. And there aren't many people who actually look at the car.

It's not that the car is too bad, but the car is too good, you can only look at it, you can't afford it, which is also a fatal injury, so most of them come with the mentality of looking at the car model.

Qian Hao doesn't have a big concept of cars, so the one he drove himself is also a well-known brand of big Z, more than 100,000 yuan. And this is also what he has always wanted to buy in the memory of his ontology 'Qian Hao', so he bought it according to the thinking of 'Qian Hao'.

At this auto show, there are basically some hybrid concept cars and some newly launched sports cars, and the prices are basically in the millions.

Yingying followed behind Qian Hao and was dazzled, all kinds of chic sports cars, and the assembly lines drawn out made people want to stop.

"What's the best car?" Qian Hao asked.

"I don't know, I think I've heard from my colleagues, BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Ferrari, Porsche." That's all Yingying knows.

"And what's this car called?" Qian Hao walked to a sports car and asked with some curiosity.

"I don't know." Yingying looked at it and shook her head.

"Sir, don't touch, don't touch." Just as Qian Hao was about to step forward to take a look, a middle-aged man in a suit hurriedly rushed over and grabbed Qian Hao's arm.

"See, BMW, don't touch me, meaning you don't touch it, it's expensive, you know?"

"Oh, how expensive?"

"2.4 million, you can't afford it in your lifetime." The middle-aged man looked Qian Hao up and down, and said disdainfully.

"Let's go!" Yingying held Qian Hao and said softly.

"Then what's the name of that car? How are so many watching. Qian Hao pointed to the car with the most onlookers and asked curiously.

"Bugatti Veyron, new, 5 million. You can also go and see it, and you will have a good time. The middle-aged man replied.

"Is your manager here?" Qian Hao asked again.

"Something?" The middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

Qian Hao picked up his number plate and looked at it, the gold medal salesman, Dong Yiyi.

"Mr. Dong, huh? Excuse me, call your manager. Qian Hao said another sentence with a smile, but this time his tone was cold, and he didn't dare to refuse.

Dong Yishou was stunned for a moment, sorted out the sign on his chest, and said, "Tell me something, the same." ”

'Bang'

A loud bang immediately attracted everyone's attention, cameras, and the crowd gathered around in an instant.

Qian Hao slammed his fist on the BMW's hood, and the entire hood was dented.

Dong Yishou's face turned green at this time, and he shouted, "What are you kid doing?" Security, security. ”

"Which one is the manager, the trouble comes out, the bill is issued, I bought this car." After speaking, he walked towards the Bugatti Veyron with Yingying.

Leaving Dong Yishou standing alone in front of the car, stunned. I thought, is it possible for me to provoke the rich second generation?

At this time, the manager of the auto show rushed to Qian Hao, nodded and asked what he wanted. As for Qian Hao's smashing of the car, he didn't mention it.

"Do you like this one?" Qian Hao looked at Yingying and asked.

Yingying stared at Qian Hao and didn't speak, and she didn't dare to speak.

"I like it if I don't speak, and I bought this one together." Qian Hao bought two luxury cars with a wave of his hand, which stunned everyone present.

"Okay, okay, two of you, please." The manager's mouth couldn't close when he smiled.

"Manager, that person..."Qian Hao pointed at Dong's hand.

"Who is he? Do you know each other? I don't know each other anyway. Security, kick him out. The manager waved his hand and drove Dong out of the auto show.

After about half an hour, Qian Hao and Yingying left the auto show, BMW asked the manager to send someone back, and Bugatti asked Yingying to drive back in person. Yingying, who was originally in a bad mood, suddenly blossomed.

The next day, various newspapers, the front page of the web page headlined.

The general title is: "The rich second generation smashed BMW angrily and bought Bugatti with money." ”

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