"By the way, how many houses are you occupants in?" The woman stepped forward lightly and summoned up the courage to ask.

"One." Zhang Yang smiled and thanked him, and raised his head to drink a sports drink to replenish electrolytes.

A few drops of the drink ran down the neck from the corners of the mouth.

The woman looked stupidly, and her throat grunted silently.

"Huh?" Zhang Yang put down the water bottle in surprise, always feeling as if he had heard some strange sound.

The woman's face turned red, covered her mouth, and ran away with her face covered again.

What a shame!

"Weird." Zhang Yang looked at the woman's distant figure strangely, and walked straight to the dressing room not far away.

There is a shower in the changing room.

Some men in their thirties and close to their forties are changing their clothes, they are all middle-aged, and their figures are naturally out of shape, but this group of people is also people who pay attention to body management, and they are generally quite symmetrical.

But when Zhang Yang walked in and took off his shirt, he could clearly feel the incomparable envy or shock in his eyes.

When is the most fulfilling, to be honest, now.

Everywhere you go, your figure is awe-inspiring, and when you are bathed in all kinds of envious and shocked eyes, the feeling of that moment is incisive.

Cheer!

After Zhang Yang took a bath, he smiled, changed into loose casual clothes, and went straight to breakfast.

The first stop on the door is to pick up the car.

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In the Bentley store in Pudong, a couple with a large age difference is looking at the car.

The man is fifty miles away, with an extraordinary bearing, and his wife is young and beautiful, and she is affectionately holding the man's arm.

"When will this flying spur be picked up at the earliest?" The man gently touched the Bentley in front of him, his eyes full of indescribable love.

After struggling for most of his life, he finally struggled to the status of a superior man, and finally qualified to mention a Bentley that belonged to him.

landed less than three million, but it took most of his life.

"Mr. Liu, if you place an order now, you can pick up the car in three months at the earliest." Wearing a light blue suit, the Bentley saleswoman with elegant and professional demeanor said with a smile.

"Three months..." The man nodded, ready to make a decision.

In my ears, there was a sudden amazing sound.

"This car is so beautiful." His young wife trotted out to a glittering Bentley.

The moment he saw this car, the man was amazed.

The brilliant blue bodywork, diamond-cut quad round headlights, and the prismatic shape of each grille permeate the elegant, double-coloured linen white interior.

What is a good heart, what is white moonlight?

This is Bentley!

In the mind, the man was buzzing.

"This car?"

"This is the latest Bentley Continental GT, in a scarce colorway, and it's the only one." The sales lady looked over.

On the side, his young wife stood next to the Bentley Continental GT, unable to let go of any other car in her eyes.

"I like it so much!" Her voice had changed tone.

The man's arm was constantly shaking by his wife, and he looked at the sales lady, "This car has landed?" ”

"This car has landed 5 million, but there are already owners who have ordered it, so I will come and pick up the car today." Miss Bentley explained.

Hearing the figure of five million, the man's face twitched, but after hearing that the car already had an owner, his heart inexplicably relaxed again.

"Huh?" The woman looked lost beside her.

"Alright, let's just have the one." The man said in a deep voice and made a decision.

The woman had no choice but to give up.

As he was talking, there were suddenly greetings in the distance.

"Hello Mr. Zhang."

"Mr. Zhang, your car is here, please come here."

The couple stopped and couldn't help but look into the distance.

Inside the Bentley store, two staff members walked towards them with a tall figure in their circle.

To be exact, to the Bentley Continental GT next to them.

"This is it, isn't it?" Under the leadership of the staff, Zhang Yang finally came to his Bentley.

This brilliant blue is really a spike, no wonder this color is extremely scarce, and only Bentley can control this color.

And the overly powerful Rolls-Royce Sby, Bentley is truly a combination of retro and modern, and a sense of elegance to the end.

Elegance never goes out of style, and a good look has to be a Bentley.

Zhang Yang felt that he had really improved.

Porsche, who mentioned more than one million last time, was still a little uncontrollable, but today when I came to mention Bentley, although there are still ups and downs, it is much better.

It's more about appreciating the car in front of you.

Touching the cool but brilliant paint, once he became a Bentley owner, Zhang Yang felt like a world away.

Wear 700,000 Vacheron Constantin, drive 5 million Bentleys, and the upcoming daily income of 50,000.

He has truly made the transition from the inside out.

What is the happiest punishment in the world? 】

[Punish you for being young and driving a Bentley]

[Young to drive a Bentley, love will not be controversial. 】

"Mr. Zhang?" A soft call woke Zhang Yang up.

He looked to the side, and what caught his eye was the Bentley saleswoman who served him, who was beautiful and had a good temperament, charming but not vulgar.

"Would you like to take it for a test drive first?" Qin Ya, who is known as the flower of the Bentley store, couldn't help but blush for a moment in the face of the manly aura that came to her face.

The male god in the novel has a handsome face, an invincible figure, and a wealth that rivals the country.

And what about the male gods in real life? Quite simply, driving a Bentley, young, and the muscular silhouette looming under the seemingly loose clothes.

Zhang Yang didn't know that even though he was in front of him in the eyes of the well-informed Bentley shop lady, he was actually equated with a male god.

A moment later, Zhang Yang drove a Bentley and drove Qin Ya out of the store.

Four hundred pieces of Grade A leather from fifteen cows, smooth as a mirror made of fine wood wax eight times, all with luxury and elegance to the end.

Stepping on the accelerator, feeling the surging power of the 6.0-liter W12 twin-turbo engine, and watching the Bentley lady next to her press the hip-wrapping skirt while her hair flew out.

Zhang Yang really feels that life is worth it.

On the way out of the Bentley store to Global Harbor, Zhang Yang harvested a handwritten business card with a faint fragrance.

On the business card, Qin Ya's two words are beautiful.

"There are so many printed business cards, why do you have to write one by hand? Meaning: She is more beautiful and wants to show off? ”

Zhang Yang was a little puzzled.

Driving the Bentley Continental on the streets of the magic capital, he suddenly recalled the middle-aged man in the Bentley he saw on that afternoon a few years ago.

It turned out that he was in such a state of mind at that time.

It was also a coincidence that while waiting for the traffic light, he happened to see a young man with a young face on the side of the road looking at him with envy on his face.

It's like myself many years ago.