Ye Fan drove a Ferrari on the road, and the roar of the engine sounded all the way.

He didn't close the roof of the car, kept it open, and sped away under the envious gaze of passers-by.

"It's been a dream I've always dreamed of, and it's been so easy to come true." Ye Fan touched the steering wheel in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

A month ago, like most people, he was just an ordinary company employee, stumbling through society, struggling to scrape together a down payment on a house.

A supercar, I don't know how many men's dreams, its high price does not know how many people are discouraged, after all, this kind of car, if you can't afford it when you are born, then you can't afford it in this life.

But he didn't expect that a month later, he had already relied on his own efforts and operations, successfully earned a lot of money, and successfully realized his dream, which also gave Ye Fan an unreal feeling.

He thought it was a dream, but when he saw the car in front of him and the car behind him, hundreds of meters away from his sports car, he knew that it was not a dream, and the dream could not be so real.

Although most of this is due to the system, who made him lucky?

The system was in the vast sea of people, and he was just an ordinary person, except for luck, Ye Fan didn't know what other reasons there were.

Some rich second-generation sons and sisters, aren't they just lucky?

He, Ye Fan, is just a little bit luckier than others.

But Ye Fan knows very well that no matter how lucky he is, there will always be a time when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, what he has to do is to redeem the technology of the system as soon as possible, and make physical objects to feel at ease.

Only what you make by yourself is really your own, not a bunch of technical solutions as thick as a Xinhua dictionary.

When Ye Fan was full of thoughts, the destination was already close at hand.

Along the way, the Ferrari was very fast, and the car next to it was very polite, sometimes even giving way.

Although it was the rush hour after work, Ye Fan still arrived at the agreed hotel door as promised, even half an hour early.

Parking the car in the underground parking lot and taking the elevator to the door of the hotel, Ye Fan didn't know where he was in the restaurant, if nothing else, he should be able to see his old classmates at the door, and he would know when he asked.

This hotel is still good, called Dinglong Hotel, the scale is the largest in the local area, for Ye Fan now, the consumption is not expensive, but he absolutely can't afford it when he was a student.

Once in my college days, my classmates boasted more than once that they must invite everyone to have a meal tomorrow, but this tomorrow is three years later.

Three years is not long, but it is not short, and the former students have now gone to all over the world, started their own lives, and have their own life tracks.

It's not easy to find time out of your busy schedule to come.

It was already 5:40 a.m., and the afterglow of the sunset filled the busy city, the surrounding high-rise buildings were covered with a faint layer of gold, and the roads were full of cars coming and going.

On the sidewalk, some office workers finally finished their day's work and went to their warm little home to give their tired souls a sustenance.

"Boom, boom..."

The piercing throttle roared at the end of the street, interrupting Ye Fan's thoughts.

Although the sound of this engine has been very hard to imitate the supercar, it is still not far from the sound of the supercar, and it must be that some device is installed in the exhaust port.

As expected.

About ten seconds later, a red-labeled Civic stopped at the door of the hotel, the body is basically red, and a big rear wing is installed, although the owner has tried his best to imitate the GTR, but in terms of model and texture, it is still much worse.

The door slowly opened, and the owner was quite attentive, modifying the scissor door and the frameless window, at this time, a beautiful girl paper walked down from the car and said hello to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan naturally knew her, walked over, and said with a smile: "Yohe, isn't this our class flower adult?" It seems to be a good mix, and there are sports cars for pick-up. ”

"A ghost's sports car specializes in pick-up and drop-off, and you don't know what my economic situation is." The beautiful girl also smiled and said, "This is our classmate Yuanhua, this is not by the way, let's come over together." ”

This beautiful girl's name is Jiang Mengmeng, as her name suggests, not only can she sell cute, but she is also very beautiful, Ye Fan once chased her for a while, and was finally rejected by her euphemistically.

She wears a light blue dress with a sweet look that makes her look as cute as an elf in the forest.

Under the beautiful appearance, she is a very hard-working girl, because of the poverty of her family, when she was a student, she would go to work part-time every weekend to earn money, and never asked her family to get a penny of pocket money.

And she studies hard and seriously, and whenever the school's scholarship is announced, her list will inevitably be on it.

In her words, it is "life is to work hard, everyone is a human being for the first time, why should they be worse than others?" ”

This is a girl who aspires to become a Saint Seiya.

In the past three years, because Ye Fan finally got off the list, the two did not have a deep connection, only knew that she worked in the next door in Maoming City, and was also preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, and was writing some novels or something in her spare time.

"Why, I haven't seen you for two years, why are you so much older?" Jiang Mengmeng stared at Ye Fan for a while and asked.

"It's fine, it's just a little busy lately." Ye Fan said casually, he hasn't just been a little busy recently, but he's been so busy that it exploded!

If it weren't for the fact that I used to run a lot, go to the gym from time to time to exercise, and have a good physique, I might have died suddenly.

At this time, the window of the cab was also lowered, and the person sitting in the driver's seat was also Yuan Hua, an old classmate of Ye Fan.

After graduating, he chose to stay in the city, Jiangcheng, unlike the local Ye Fan, he has relatives at home who opened a company that is not too big here, relying on the relationship, all the way to the position of general manager, and he was also a little successful before his classmates.

Although they both developed in the same city, because the two had a festival, there was no connection between him and Ye Fan, and Ye Fan only knew a little about him.

"Long time no see, Emperor Ye Tian! Why don't you let me pick you up, what a waste of money to take a taxi. Yuan Hua smiled faintly at Ye Fan and said.

Everyone came from the middle school students when "Covering the Sky" exploded, and he was the only one in the school named Ye Fan, and it happened that he was the school's man of the year at that time, so between word of mouth, he also confirmed the nickname "Ye Tiandi".

Of course, for these nicknames, Ye Fan just laughed at them, after all, it was just a joke among classmates, if you really want to compare, he didn't deserve to give the real Ye Tiandi shoes.

But now Yuan Huati's nickname is more of a contempt and sarcasm, weren't you a man of the year in the school? How did it get mixed up like this?

For this situation, Ye Fan didn't bother to care too much, just dealt with a few words casually.

After chatting a few words, Yuan Hua drove his renovated Civic sports car and drove towards the underground parking lot amid the roar of the engine.