Chapter 42 Joy to mention the A-class car
Gizelle looked at her car like hell, she had only washed it in the morning, and had lovingly applied it with glossy wax.
Gizelle: "Boss, do you have any opinion of me?" β
Why bother: "No! β
Gizelle: "Then don't you like me?" Am I not good-looking? β
Gizelle approached He Bi and stroked his long hair.
Why bother: "......"
Gizel pulled down his neckline.
Why bother: "No, you're good-looking!" β
Gizelle's face darkened: "Then why did you crash my car like this?" β
Gizelle's blue BMW, the front part of the car seems to be strengthened by the locomotive, the tragic situation is unbearable, and now the front of the car is almost scrapped, the tail wing is missing, and there are different degrees of serious injuries on the left and right rear sides.
Gizel was already angry, and a long leg slammed between He Bi's legs.
"Bang-"
Why bother: "......"
Gizelle: "......"
"Gizelle, you're not here for real, are you!" Why bother to spread your hands and say.
Gizelle was wearing high heels, a few centimeters taller than He Bi, and looked down coldly at He Bi and hummed: "Loose feet!" β
Why grin: "Are you a fool for me?" If I let go, you'll kick me. β
Gizelle's flirtatious feet failed, and he couldn't move because he was caught by He Bi's feet.
Gizelle: "You let go, I promise not to kick you." β
Why bother the corners of his mouth twitched: "Do you think I will believe this kind of thing like not being able to get in?" β
Gizelle: "......"
Why bother with contempt.
Gizelle: "You're going to spend it like this with me?" β
Why bother to look up at Gizelle, Gizel is standing on one foot, he will definitely not lose.
Why bother shrugged his shoulders and looked like he would be with him to the end.
Gizelle: "Do you still need to install your automatic license plate changer?" β
"Gizelle, I'm kidding you!" Why bother to let go of Gizelle's beautiful legs immediately, this guy even lowered down and wiped Gizelle's long legs: "Oops! Gizelle, why did you rub your feet so carelessly, they were all red. β
Gizelle: "......"
Why bother lowering your body, only to find that Gizelle's legs are really long, white, and slippery.
Gizelle also remembered He Bi's terrifying skills at this time, he definitely couldn't beat him, and if he continued, he would only bring humiliation on himself.
"Gizelle, I said I wanted to give you a car, a new car, do you believe it or not?" Why bother to say it seriously.
Gizelle: "I believe you're a ghost!" β
Why bother: "You try to install my car's automatic license plate changer first." β
Gizelle: "Are you an idiot for me?" β
Why bother to say: "Of course not, you are just stupid." β
Gizel nodded in satisfaction.
"Wait, what did you just say?" Gizel frowned.
"I said I'd pay you a car." Why bother to be honest.
Gizelle: "What about the car?" β
Why bother: "Buy it tomorrow!" β
Gizelle: "Do you think I'll believe it?" β
Why bother: "You will!" β
Gizelle: "......"
Thirty minutes later, Gizel smiled and showed him the way.
"Boss, I was joking with you just now, why am I willing to kick you?" The one who is close to Zhu is red and the one who is close to the ink is black, and Gizelle squinted his eyes and smiled, like why bother: "By the way, boss, BMW has a new sports car model, which is only 130,000, which is much cheaper than Frank's Tuford." β
"How much?"
"100,000 plus 30,000!" Gizel hugged Ho Bi's arm, trying to squeeze out the smile he thought was the most charming.
Why ask, "When will my car be vented?" β
"Tomorrow!" Gizel held up a finger, and then quickly retracted: "No, tonight, I will work overnight tonight, and I will definitely be able to change the whole car according to your requirements." β
Why nod in satisfaction.
"130,000 yes! Buy, for excellent employees, this boss is still a square drop. Why bother with a grin.
Gizel was overjoyed, and couldn't help but lean over and leave a fiery red lip print on He Bi's cheek.
Why bother with a change of voice: "130,000 is considered an advance, and it will be deducted from the salary in the future." β
Gizelle: "......"
"Alright! Buckle it, boss, can you advance a little more, for example, 180,000, I want to buy a high-end version of the sports car, and then buy some modified parts. Gizel said with a shy face.
Why bother: "Inch by inch, right?" β
"How so?" Gizel hugged Hobby's arm and squeezed it hard against his chest.
Why bother: "Buy!" β
"Thank you, boss!" Gizel smiled suddenly.
βbossοΌ Motor City is still twenty miles away, how do you park? Gizel smiled coquettishly, and she secretly swore in her heart that this time she must be slaughtered.
Why bother looking at a small car repair shop on the side of the road, Citigroup has a developed automobile culture, and it is not strange to have a car repair shop, why bother looking at a bald man who is helping customers repair tires.
"Hey! Is there anything we can do to help you? Mia saw a car parked on the side of the road and actively walked over to greet customers.
"Is that you?" Mia looked down and finally saw He Bi clearly, and laughed in surprise, she couldn't imagine meeting He Bi in Miami.
"Hey! What a coincidence! Why did he smile: "This is what you opened?" β
Why didn't he expect that Donald and his party would flee to Miami, and there was a feeling of meeting old acquaintances in a foreign country.
Mia was also very happy to see why bever, Vince and the others resented why he charged too much when he saved Donald, but Mia only knew that why bother to save Donald's life, this is more important than how much money it is.
"Well, it's newly opened, do you want to get out of the car and sit down? My brother and they're all there. Mia invited.
"Nope! I've got something to do! Let's go first! "Why bother smiling and stepping on the accelerator.
"Okay! Good bye! Mia shook her hand.
"Mia, who's that?" Donald looked up and asked strangely when he saw Mia's smile on her face.
They've only been in Miami for a few days, and they don't have any friends, so Mia probably doesn't know anyone.
"An acquaintance, brother, guess who?" Mia walked back and smiled.
"I know?" Donald patted the dust off his hands and asked.
Mia looked at everyone with a smile: "We all know each other. β
Donald, Letty and the others thought for a long time, but they couldn't remember who it was, and they knew more people.
Vince's face changed: "It can't be that Jack. Smith bar! β
Donald and a few people heard Jack. Smith's name looked at Mia in surprise.
Mia nodded.
β¦β¦
Gizelle: "Do you know that woman?" β
Why bother: "Nonsense. β
Gizelle: "Old lover? β
Why bother: "......"
Gizelle: "I guessed it?" β
Why bother with a cross-gaze at Gizelle, not wanting to answer a question that is too idiotic.
Gizel didn't gossip anymore, and changed the subject: "Your activating oil doesn't seem to have any effect, and my feet are still red." β
"Wipe it harder, and the effect will be faster." Why say it casually.
The Motor City is soon here.
"Boss, this way!" Gizelle graciously took him to the high-end car area.
Gizel waved his hand away from the beauty sales of the Motor City.
"Boss, in fact, you'd better buy an extra car, which can be driven interchangeably for different occasions." Gizel whispered, "Even if a car is damaged, it won't go undriven." β
Why should he be persuaded by Gizelle.
"You go test drive your car! I casually turned it down. "Why bother to wave Gisel away like he did just now.
"A-segment car (engine power: 9 points, suspension: 7 points, air intake: 8 points, ignition: 7 points. οΌβ
Why use vehicle detection to find an A-class car.
"Come here, come here!" Why bother snapping his fingers and beckoning the beautiful woman in the distance.
"How much?" Why bother asking directly.
"Sir, do you have your eye on this car? This car is the latest limited edition McLaren of the year, with only a hundred units in the United States, and this car has more than 900 horsepower......"
Why raise your hand to stop the sales of beautiful women and continue to speak.
Why bother: "Price?" β
The beautiful woman looked at him expectantly: "Two million dollars." β
"Boss, you're not going to buy this car, are you?" Gizelle had just returned from a test drive, and when he saw He Bi standing next to the yellow McLaren from a distance, he quickly trotted over.
"Why not!"
Gizelle's eyes widened and he asked, "How much does this car cost?" β
"Two million!" The beauty sales quickly said: "This is a limited edition." β
Gizel yelled, "Just kidding! β
"That's it!" Why bother.
Gizel took a long breath of cold air.
"Thank you boss!" The beauty sales was trembling with excitement, this car was sold, and her performance for half a year was stable.
Gizelle immediately interrupted: "It's too expensive, 190 at most"
"Hello VIP! This is a limited edition car. β
β195β
"This limited edition, there is really no room for price reduction, why don't I send you ......"
"196, the highest, otherwise we don't want it." Gizel said coldly.
"Good! Wait a minute, two VIPs, I'll call our manager right away. "Beauty sales hurry up.
"Heeββ! Boss, I saved you $40,000! Gizel said as if offering a treasure.
Why bother nodded in satisfaction.
An hour later, a yellow McLaren and a red BMW drove out of the Motor City.
Miami Chinatown.
Bao Zhilin pharmacy.
Chen Houde's business is getting worse and worse, he can't speak English, and the ghost guy's business is very difficult to do, so he can only do the business of his compatriots in the neighborhood and buy medicine for his compatriots, Chen Houde is basically cheap, which makes him even more unprofitable.
"Woohooββ!"
A yellow McLaren and a red BMW stopped in front of Bao Zhilin.