Before Peng Donghai could get close to Rolls-Royce, the window of Rolls-Royce was slowly shaking down. A young man poked his head out of the window and shouted outside: "Hey, whose broken car is this? Move it and blocks the way!"

"Broken car!"

Uncle Peng was a little unhappy in an instant. The new car he bought by his son, which was nearly 500,000 yuan, turned out to be a broken car. It was really outrageous.

Before Uncle Peng got angry, someone patted the young man's head: "How do you talk? Ask the way, be polite to others."

"oh!"

Zhang Xiaoquan was knocked by Long Yaxin, then he became honest and asked Peng Donghai outside: "What, is Dr. Fang Hanfang's house here?"

"Fang Han, look for you."

Peng Donghai hurriedly shouted at Fang Han not far away.

People say that his car is a broken car, but Peng Donghai has nothing to refute. His BMW is really a broken car compared to his Rolls-Royce, and the gap is too big.

Peng Donghai is naturally a bit arrogant and more proud of his appearance. Even if he is driving a luxury car of 700,000 or 800,000 yuan on the other side, Peng Donghai is not afraid, but the problem is that he is not driving a 700,000 yuan or 800,000 yuan, but 700,000 yuan, which makes Peng Donghai a little unconfident.

People are often like this, and they are not much different from themselves. Even if they are a little better than themselves, they still have to make a quick move when they are about to start. It is like if Passat meets BMW, the Passat that is full is less valuable than the BMW that you borrow.

But when you meet a Rolls-Royce, even if you are a loan, it is not something that you can do, even if you replace Passat with BMW.

Peng Donghai was a little surprised that the person who drove the Rolls-Royce actually came to find Fang Han.

When you drive a Rolls-Royce, it is definitely a big shot among the big shots. Looking at the entire Jiangzhou Province, there are not many people who can drive a sports car around with tens of millions of dollars.

Fang Han had already walked over with a step. Seeing Zhang Xiaoquan, he subconsciously frowned: "Why are you here?"

"master!"

Zhang Xiaoquan called Fang Han first, then smiled and said, "Not only I am here, but Officer Long is here too."

As he spoke, Long Yaxin had already opened the car door and got out of the car, and nodded to Fang Han with a smile.

Police Officer Long is wearing light blue jeans on his lower body and an orange leather jacket on his upper body. He is always so capable in dressing up.

"You pull the car aside and stop there." Fang Han nodded to Long Yaxin, reached out and pointed at Zhang Xiaoquan and ordered.

"Okay." Zhang Xiaoquan responded obediently and began to stop.

"bump!"

The car had just twisted twice, and Zhang Xiaoquan didn't pay attention. The car encountered a stone pier on the side, and a dent suddenly appeared behind the Rolls-Royce!

Peng Donghai felt his heart suddenly twitch. Although the car was not his, it made him feel heartbroken.

With the value of this Rolls-Royce, I guess I can afford half of his BMW at once?

Zhang Xiaoquan didn't care at all, parked the car, looked back, smiled at the other party and said, "The stone is too low, I didn't notice it much, but fortunately there is no big problem."

Peng Donghai subconsciously looked at it. The dents as big as a palm were rubbed off a lot of paint on the edges. Isn’t this a big problem?

Fang Han gave Zhang Xiaoquan a blank look. The car was not his, so he explained what to do.

"Master, what's the place you live in?" Zhao Xiaoquan looked around and looked at the surrounding environment, and was a little dissatisfied: "This place is too bad, right?"

"No one asked you to come."

Fang Han replied angrily, and then said to Long Yaxin: "Do you have any instructions for Officer Long to come?"

"Can't you come and see?" Long Yaxin replied angrily and asked, "Just let us stand here and talk?"

"Ah..." Fang Han was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Please please, Officer Long."

At this moment, Peng Donghai hesitated for a moment and walked forward, and asked Fang Han with a smile: "Fang Han, are these two friends, your friends?"

"That's right." Fang Han nodded. Long Yaxin was barely considered a friend, Zhang Xiaoquan, so that's another story. If this kid didn't bother him to learn martial arts, he would be a good friend, and it would be annoying to learn martial arts.

Comrade Lao Fang held the shared bicycle with one hand and watched Fang Han lead Zhang Xiaoquan and Long Yaxin over.

Is this luxury car driving a look for his son?

To be honest, cars of Rolls-Royce have a high recognition rate, high and low. Many people know them in some places, but many people don’t know them in some places.

Penghua Village is not rich. There are not many people who have cars in the past few years. This is only the number of private cars has begun to increase in the past two years, but most of them are about 100,000. For example, Fang Haoyang's Passat can be considered as a luxury car in Penghua Village, and Peng Donghai's BMW is even more of a luxury car.

Because of the lack of knowledge, the villagers are not very recognizable.

But Comrade Lao Fang recognized that as a physical education teacher in a junior high school, Comrade Lao Fang still has some insights.

Fang Han took Zhang Xiaoquan and Long Yaxin to Fang Yuenian and introduced to Comrade Lao Fang: "This is Police Officer Long Yaxinlong, this is Zhang Xiaoquan."

Then he turned around and said to Long Yaxin and the other two: "My dad!"

"Hello uncle." Long Yaxin hurriedly said hello.

Zhang Xiaoquan also hurriedly looked respectful: "Hello Master!"

Fang Han couldn't help but kicked Zhang Xiaoquan behind the butt: "Don't scream!"

"Hello uncle." Zhang Xiaoquan felt a little aggrieved and asked his master to be close to him.

"Ah, OK." Comrade Lao Fang was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Please be at that home!"

Fang Yuenian and Fang Han led Long Yaxin and Zhang Xiaoquan into the door, and then some people at the door whispered.

Uncle Peng asked his son: "Haizi, who is that?"

"How can I know?" Peng Donghai smiled bitterly. The most powerful person he knew was the Porsche that drove more than one million, and there was still a gap between him and the Rolls-Royce that had a tens of millions.

Several people stood beside Rolls-Royce at this moment, one of them was Peng Donghai's cousin.

My cousin was a little unhappy with Zhang Xiaoquan. He raised his foot and kicked Rolls-Royce's front face, cursing and said, "Drive a broken car, why are you showing off?"

He was a little resentful of Zhang Xiaoquan's saying that Peng Donghai's BMW was a broken car.

This kick made Peng Donghai's face change drastically. He walked over with a steadily and pulled his cousin over: "You're crazy."

My cousin was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"You dare to kick this car, can you afford it?" Peng Donghai was very angry.

If you just hit a car of this level, it will cost tens of thousands of yuan.

Tens of thousands of yuan are a trivial matter. Peng Donghai asked himself that he could afford it, but the question is that the owner of a luxury car of this level can be provoked by casually?

What if someone doesn't have money?

My cousin was startled: "This car is very expensive?"

Peng Donghai looked at it in detail again: "The minimum price of this kind of car is 70 million to 8 million. If it is a high-end and decorated, it will start with tens of millions."

"hiss!"

My cousin took a breath and hurriedly walked forward carefully, wiped his footprints clean with his sleeves in the car. He felt a sense of gratitude. Fortunately, he was just pretending and didn't use much force, otherwise...

Uncle Peng was also very surprised: "This car has tens of millions?"

"It's even more conservative."

Peng Donghai nodded: "The clothes that the young man was wearing just now were not simple either, they should be Anima."

"Take you?" My cousin was stunned, with such a strange name.

"It's Anima, not to take you." Peng Donghai said angrily: "That's a brand, a trademark name, and that piece of clothing costs at least tens of thousands."

Everyone around was shocked.

Tens of millions of cars, tens of thousands of clothes?

Is this Ma's biological son coming?

......

Ms. Tian Ling also came back a little early today. At 10:40, Ms. Tian Ling slowly walked into the alley with elegant steps.

Ms. Tian Ling, who was far away, saw a lot of people standing near the door of her house. Two cars were parked at the door next door, one Rolls-Royce and one BMW.

At this moment, the people at Uncle Peng’s door have not yet dispersed. Some of the relatives of the Peng family are here. Peng Donghai is going to treat a meal at noon today. Now he is still there, and everyone is squatting at the door and smoking and bragging.

Ms. Tian Ling walked up with a small cart and greeted everyone with a smile: "So many people, is Haizi buying a car?"

"Aunt Tian." Peng Donghai hurriedly greeted with a smile and said modestly: "Buy a car."

"BMW?" Ms. Tian Ling confirmed.

In fact, she could guess that it should be BMW. She had long heard that the Peng family's children had a promising future and made a lot of money, but it should not be enough to buy a Rolls-Royce.

"Yes, it's BMW." Peng Donghai smiled and nodded, with a little embarrassed on his face.

There was a Rolls-Royce parked next to it, and his BMW really seemed a little inconspicuous.

The most important thing is that the person who drives the Rolls-Royce is still looking for Fang Han. He doesn't have much confidence in front of Fang Han's mother.

Fang Han didn't buy a BMW, but he knew that he could afford a Rolls-Royce.

Moreover, Peng Donghai just saw it really, the guy wearing Anima seemed to be very scared of Fang Han...

"Congratulations."

Ms. Tian Ling smiled and thanked her, without asking what happened to Rolls-Royce. She pulled the cart and walked in, shouting, "Son, come out and pick up mom."

Fang Han in the yard hurried out when he heard the sound.

Ms. Tian Ling is back from buying groceries, and this welcome must not be neglected.

Not only Fang Han, but Comrade Lao Fang also hurried out.

Seeing this, Long Yaxin and Zhang Xiaoquan hurriedly followed him out.

Zhang Xiaoquan was most eager. This is the teacher’s wife who is back. Seeing that she walked to the door, Zhang Xiaoquan hurriedly opened her mouth: “Master…”

Fang Han hurriedly kicked over: "Call Sister Tian!"

If Zhang Xiaoquan called out this call, Zhang Xiaoquan would probably be kicked out of the house.
Chapter completed!