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Chapter 141 Personal issues, car show!

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    The next day, the sky was clear, the breeze was blowing, and it was very comfortable.

    Lin Fan walked on the winding green path, facing the rising sun slowly.

    When I turned an intersection, I happened to meet counselor Sun Yaodong with a red face.

    "Lin Fan, hahaha!"

    Like a good buddy, Sun Yaodong put his hand on Lin Fan's shoulder.

    "How about my good sense! I have noticed your outstanding ability early on, and sure enough, you have brought glory to the class again! You have even developed black technology such as earthquake predictors!"

    "Not bad! Very good! Haha!"

    Good vision, outstanding ability, bring honor to the class!

    Lin Fan was already used to the way Coach Sun praised others.

    Sun Yaodong added: "Now that you have a successful career, it's time to consider personal issues. Do you have a girl you like? If so, you must boldly pursue her!"

    "Although Qin Jiaxin in our class is a bit cold, she is still very good-looking. There are also some good-looking ones at the Art Academy"

    "It's a pity that my daughter has just started elementary school. If she were older, she would be suitable."

    Lin Fan almost choked.

    Song Jiaxin, the art academy should be easier to explain.

    Counselorwhat happened to your daughter who is in elementary school?

    The two of them walked and chatted, and soon arrived at the classroom.

    At this time, all the students in the classroom were discussing their lives on New Year¡¯s Day.

    When they noticed Lin Fan walking in, everyone looked towards the door and made comments from time to time.

    "Look, Lin Fan is here!"

    "Is it Lin Fan from our class, has he developed an earthquake predictor?"

    "I do not know¡­¡­"

    At this time, Sun Yaodong walked to the podium.

    He cleared his throat and said: "Let us give warm applause to congratulate Lin Fan for inventing the earthquake predictor and making a huge contribution to China and even the world!"

    ¡°Bah bang bang!¡±

    The whole office immediately burst into warm applause!

    Everyone looked at Lin Fan with admiration.

    After Sun Yaodong left, Zheng Jinbao couldn't help but ask: "Brother Fan, you invented the earthquake predictor. Did Coach Sun tell you what reward the school is planning to give you?"

    Next to him, Song Yi and Ma Zhong cast curious glances.

    Lin Fan smiled and said, "Coach Sun is going to introduce his elementary school daughter to me as my girlfriend. Does that count?"

    Three roommates:

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    Four days passed in the blink of an eye.

    In the past few days, the red envelopes Lin Fan received at 12:00 noon every day were all in cash.

    Every day life, eating, sleeping, is plain, relaxed and comfortable.

    Ma Zhong was reading seriously in the dormitory, Zheng Jinbao stared at the computer and let out a burst of obscene laughter from time to time, and Lin Fan was casually scrolling through his phone.

    "Tap!"

    At this time, Song Yi walked in quickly and said, "I got some tickets for the auto show!"

    ¡°This auto show has the latest BMW, Audi, Mercedes-Benz Ferrari, Porsche and other super luxury cars!¡±

    "Hehe! My cousin works in sales at Ferrari. Then we can arrange for us to experience driving a Ferrari with one hand! How about it, buddy, do you want to go shopping together?"

    Song Yi became more and more excited as he spoke, with a smile on his face.

    Zheng Jinbao¡¯s eyes lit up slightly when the computer screen illuminated him, and he said, ¡°Of course I have to go!¡±

    Song Yi asked again: "Brother Fan, are you going?"

    Lin Fan was about to say something.

    A clear notification sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

    ¡¾Ding!  Mission: Spend a lot of money.  Purchase a total of more than 10 million vehicles and be rewarded with a special skill.  ¡¿

    "I'll go too!" Lin Fan nodded.

    Ma Zhong put down the book and said hesitantly: "I"

    Song Yi didn¡¯t give Ma Zhong a chance to answer at all. He put his arm around his shoulders and said, ¡°There is your favorite beauty with long legs, white stockings, and upup in the car show!¡±

    "Gulu!"

    Ma Zhong couldn't help but swallowed, and his breathing became a little heavy.

    Then, a group of four people took a Mercedes-Benz G and galloped towards the auto show.

      This year¡¯s auto show is located at the Convention and Exhibition Center.

    This place is already bustling, and with the huge auto show, it becomes even more lively.

    There are multiple entrances and exits such as a, b, c, d, e, etc., with crowds of people and constant discussions.

    Zheng Jinbao took a leaflet and read it in fascination.

    Ma Zhong put his head over, his eyes immediately widened, and said: "More than 1.9 million?!"

    Song Yi followed and looked over, and said relaxedly: "The new A8 has a gasoline-electric hybrid system. The high-end configuration is equipped with a 4.0t V8 engine. It is indeed pretty good!"

    "But when you see the Ferrari in my sister's shop later, you will think it is nothing at all."

    Speaking of this, Song Yi's eyes became a little hot, as if he was about to own a Ferrari.

    The man standing nearby with a Ferrari work badge hanging around his neck glanced at Ma Zhong and others, a look of contempt on his face flashed across his face.

    About 5 minutes later, Lin Fan and others slowly walked into the auto show venue. There were more people inside than outside. Looking around, they were all filled with black heads.

    In front are some common vehicle booths, such as Toyota, Honda, Hyundai, Volkswagen, etc.

    Many people came to the booth to test drive, inquire about prices, or take photos it was very lively.

    The only thing that was different from what I imagined was that apart from the cars and salespersons, there were no beautiful car models at the booth.

    Even so, everyone was shopping very enthusiastically.

    Lin Fan and others walked and looked around, while Song Yi made some comments about the vehicles from time to time.

    ¡°Toyota¡¯s quality is indeed good, but unfortunately the appearance is average.¡±

    "This new BMW is pretty good"

    "The new Mercedes-Benz doesn't seem to work well"

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    At this time, a cool-looking Ferrari booth not far away gradually appeared in the sight of Lin Fan and others.

    At this time, there were only two young women in uniforms at the booth.

    Song Yi said excitedly: ¡°That¡¯s the booth of my cousin¡¯s store!¡±

    While speaking, Song Yi waved to the taller woman and shouted: "Cousin!"

    Song Lu¡¯s appearance is a little childish, with a hint of student air.

    ¡°Obviously, she has only been working for a short time.

    After Song Lu saw Song Yi, she also looked very happy and said: "Xiao Yi!"

    "Cousin, these are my roommates!" Song Yidao.

    "Hello, cousin." Zheng Jinbao, Ma Zhong and Lin Fan shouted after him.

    "Okay, welcome!" Song Lu said with a smile, "Are you tired from shopping? Drink some water first."

    While speaking, Song Lu handed over four bottles of mineral water with Ferrari logos printed on them.

    Song Yi was not polite and took the lead in opening a bottle of water.

    Then, his eyes kept scanning the cool sports cars on the booth.

    "Cousin, can we go and feel it?" Song Yi asked.

    "Of course you can, but remember not to scratch the paint." Song Lu reminded.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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