Ye Chen returned to the 4S store.

Manager Fu and the salesmen were still waiting at the door under the scorching sun, as if to welcome someone.

Ye Chen looked in the direction of the maintenance workshop. Xiao Mengxue's car had been repaired and parked next to it.

Her car parts were easy to find and replace, so she quickly removed a bunch of parts from the new car and repaired them.

The other car, because it is a limited edition, is slower.

When Manager Fu saw Ye Chen coming again, his anger rose.

I was already irritated because I had been standing under the scorching sun for a long time and was already very hot. Ye Chen's appearance made it even more annoying? "Hey! Why are you here again, a country bumpkin?"

"Didn't I tell you we're closed today?"

"Also, this is a Ferrari car store. Each car is worth millions. It's not something that a bumpkin like you who takes a taxi can afford."

As soon as Manager Fu's words came out of his mouth, they were unpleasant to hear, mixed with a strong sense of ridicule and attack.

Other salesmen who were equally depressed immediately followed suit and taunted him, making Ye Chen instantly the target of attack.

Before Ye Chen could speak, the car horn sounded again behind him. He turned around and saw a trailer driving in, with a Ferrari sports car on it.

At the same time, the dull sound of the sports car engine was heard from behind the trailer.

Then a red shadow appeared in front of everyone.

Sitting in the car was a well-dressed young man, none other than Zhao Tingfeng.

Sitting in the co-pilot was a woman wearing a white down jacket with a pale face, but she was as beautiful as a fairy.

If it hadn't been during the day, Ye Chen would have felt like he'd seen a ghost.

It's summer, and women find it too hot to wear skirts, and even wish they could stay naked to cool off.

And this woman was actually wearing a down jacket.

But at the next glance, it was obvious that the woman was sick, her meridians were blocked, and her body was suffering from severe cold poison.

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth raised slightly, she was really a sickly beauty, but it's a pity...

"Director Qin, we're here! Slow down and get out of the car." Zhao Tingfeng said in a soft voice, full of concern.

The woman nodded and reached out to open the car door.

Ye Chen saw that her outstretched hand was as white as ice and snow, without a trace of blood, and it was obvious that she was severely tortured by the disease.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao!"

"Hello, Director Qin!"

Manager Fu took the lead and shouted politely to Zhao Tingfeng and the woman.

Zhao Tingfeng felt very respectable, straightened his back and looked at Manager Fu, "Call the workers to come out and unload the car and repair it immediately."

"Unload the car and repair it?" Manager Fu asked, stunned on the spot.

Zhao Tingfeng originally felt very respectable, but when he saw this reaction, he was stunned and pointed at the Ferrari on the trailer, "Remove it for repairs, didn't you hear?"

"Listen, I heard it!" Manager Fu's face was unnatural, but he still mustered up the courage to ask: "Mr. Zhao, didn't your car arrive? We have already started repairing it?"

"The shipment has arrived? Repairs have started? What do you mean? You guys are not awake, are you?" Zhao Tingfeng looked at Manager Fu and asked in a stern tone.

"Your limited edition Ferrari was crashed. It was shipped in the morning. We are doing our best to repair it and guarantee that it will be repaired in two hours." Manager Fu said nervously when he saw Young Master Zhao was angry.

"What are you talking about? What kind of limited edition Ferrari was damaged?" Zhao Tingfeng raised his voice with anger.

"Isn't it the limited-edition Ferrari that you bought for 50 million to give to Xiao Mengxue? By the way, Xiao Mengxue's car was also damaged, so we all repaired it together." Manager Fu explained quickly.

Zhao Tingfeng's face became even more ugly. Manager Fu actually said in front of Director Qin that he was pursuing Xiao Mengxue, and also offered to give him a limited edition Ferrari. Isn't this a slap in the face?

Thinking about that car that Ye Chen wanted to take away as medical money, he became even more angry, "What are you talking nonsense about? When did I get a limited edition Ferrari? What does Xiao Mengxue's car have to do with me?"

Zhao Tingfeng was completely furious.

Manager Fu was trembling with fear and looked at Zhao Tingfeng, "Mr. Zhao, look, Xiao Mengxue's car has been repaired. Your car with the tail number 999 will be repaired soon. I..."

Snapped!

Zhao Tingfeng was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his hand and slapped him, "Idiot, the car I want to repair has just arrived. I have nothing to do with Xiao Mengxue's car breaking down."

ah......


Chapter completed!