Chapter 267: The God of the Cars

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"It's you, Manager Zhao. One of the motorcyclists said, and the man sat leisurely in his chair, like a big man. He sat silently, letting his own people quarrel, and only then did he glance at Manager Zhao when he came in.

There was disdain at this glance, but Manager Zhao didn't care about it, and he was smiling all over his face, because the eldest brother only knew him, not Lin Tian, and this was where he was proud.

Manager Zhao glanced at Lin Tian proudly, the meaning in his eyes was very obvious, look, they only know me, your face is not good, and in the end, you have to rely on me to solve the problem.

Lin Tian didn't stop him, just let him perform and see what tricks he could play.

"It turned out to be Brother Fan Lei. Manager Zhao nodded and said flatteringly to the sitting eldest brother. But a man in his thirties called a young man in his twenties a big brother, and the directors of the bar felt a chill.

This is too low-sounding, how to say that the Night Rose Bar is also a high-end bar, so submissive, the face is lost to grandma's house. Whether it is the management of the bar or the ordinary waiter, I feel that my face is very dull.

After Manager Zhao finished speaking, he turned around and nodded to the people of the sports car family, and there was also a person sitting on the chair here, but he didn't look at Manager Zhao, but frowned and looked at Lin Tian.

"Brother Li Wenxuan, you are here too. Manager Zhao also nodded respectfully, and neither side was offended, but no one looked at him.

"Manager Zhao......" Fan Lei shouted.

"What do you have to say about Brother Fan Lei?" Manager Zhao hurriedly turned around and replied.

"You, turn around at once, target the door, and get me out. Fan Lei pointed to the door and said.

Manager Zhao was embarrassed for a while, and before he could persuade him, he was kicked out, and there was no place for his old face. But he didn't dare to get angry, and he was still smiling.

Lin Tian got goosebumps when he saw it, yes, there are people with such thick skin, Lao Tzu thinks he is thick enough, but you are directly shameless.

"Brother Fan Lei, give me face, how about taking a step back alone?" Manager Zhao said cautiously.

"Give you a face? Okay, come here. Fan Lei hooked his hand at Manager Zhao and said with a smile.

This smile made Manager Zhao breathe a sigh of relief, and he thought proudly that his face was still very good. He glanced at Lin Tian again before walking in front of Fan Lei.

"Come, bend down, you stand so high, how can I give you face. Fan Lei beckoned and continued to smile.

Although there were doubts, Manager Zhao still bent down obediently. But as soon as he bent down and lowered his head, Fan Lei suddenly slapped him in the face, and with a "snap", he directly slapped Manager Zhao to the ground.

"Bah, if you want me to give you face, you are the oldest, even if Bai Yufeng comes, he still has to salute me for three points, what are you, get out immediately, take all your people out, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!" Fan Lei suddenly changed his face, spit on Manager Zhao, and roared fiercely.

Manager Zhao was blinded, and he couldn't get back to his senses after sitting on the ground for a long time, and the pride just now had long since disappeared. obviously talked about it well, but the other party suddenly changed his face and hit people, and Manager Zhao now wants to cry.

Seeing that Manager Zhao was not leaving, Fan Lei raised his hand and wanted to slap him again, but Li Wenxuan, who had not spoken, stopped him.

"Fan Lei, you can stop, dare to be so presumptuous in front of the car god!" Li Wenxuan said suddenly, but the reason made everyone baffled.