Pagani, dare to smash it?

"Wu Hao."

"Han Yuehua?"

Wu Hao's eyes lit up.

"Huh?, why do you ... seem to have become taller?"

Han Yuehua walked up to him with a surprised look on her face.

"I might have grown twice."

"Pfft!"

Han Yuehua covered her mouth and smiled while laughing softly, "Nonsense. How old are you, to be growing twice. But seriously, it feels like you've become different."

"Where is different?"

"It seems ... you have become more handsome."

Han Yuehua spoke in a low voice with a red face.

"You're prettier tonight too."

Wu Hao looked into the distance and said with a smirk, "You've easily attracted a lot of hate for me by talking to me like this."

"Huh?"

Han Yuehua froze.

"It's fine, it doesn't matter."

Wu Hao didn't take those young white-collar workers of Shenghua Securities seriously either.

It was common for people.

A girl of Han Yuehua's level must be one of the top goddesses in Shenghua Securities.

There can't be fewer people chasing her.

"Wu Hao."

Suddenly, Han Yuehua's eyes looked at Wu Hao tenderly.

"Hmm?"

"Do you remember this tune?"

"Remember. When we were in college, the first time we met was when we danced a waltz at the New Year's Day party. The scene at that time was very unforgettable."

Han Yuehua bit her lips and whispered, "It was unforgettable for me too. Do you ... still dance?"

"Something like that."

"Then ... will you please dance with me?"

Han Yuehua raised her head and graciously extended her tender white little hand to Wu Hao.

Her eyes were very gentle.

With the hazy light, she was reflected like a fairy tale princess.

Most importantly, her figure was hotter than Sun Mengmeng.

Snow-white gauze skirt that did not cover the scenery on her chest, with Wu Hao's height this time, the observation angle was quite tricky.

Dance this song?

Wu Hao smiled gently and reached out to hold her hand.

Then, the two of them walked onto the dance floor.

Four eyes facing each other.

Arms embracing each other.

One on the shoulder, one around the waist.

Then the dance slowly started.

...

On the edge of the dance floor.

"Who's that kid?"

"I haven't seen him before but our goddess seems to know him."

"It's so humiliating. Our beauty from Huasheng actually let an outsider put his hands on her."

"And a nobody for that matter who is unknown."

...

Zhu Feng stood by the side with an ugly look on his face.

It was that kid again.

'Do you have a grudge against him tonight?'

'Two women were snatched away by him?'

'Those were almost the two girls with the highest quality at the reception.'

'Shit!'

'Looking for a fight?'

Buzz ...

His phone vibrated.

Zhu Feng huffed and turned around to leave the dance floor and came to the edge to pick up the phone, "Hey, talk."

"Brother Feng, something happened."

"What is it?"

"Your car seems to have been dragged outside the financial street and smashed."

"What?"

Zhu Feng was startled and his voice tone immediately went up an octave: "My car was smashed?"

"Yes. ... Yes."

"Who the fuck did that? Who is it?"

"Brother Feng, we got someone to ask. Someone took pictures, I'll send them to you for you to look at. It's this guy, who after getting someone to tow your car and smashed it, he parked it there himself."

Zhu Feng was stunned.

Then, the phone received a photo.

He hurriedly clicked on the photo to take a look.

It was that kid?

Zhu Feng took his phone and slowly turned back to look at the dance floor.

At this moment, Wu Hao and Han Yuehua had become the focus of the dance floor.

The two of them were dancing in the middle, letting go of themselves, people dancing and swirling around the two of them.

"CNM ..."

Zhu Feng grinded his teeth, he then picked up his cell phone and shouted in a low voice: "Six, go find someone to smash that kid's car for me. Smash it until it's powder."

"Huh? Brother Feng, his car ..."

"Smash it, I'll take care of it."

"But ..."

"If you're fucking around, get the fuck out of here. The sky is collapsing and I'm on top of it. I said Smash it"

Hearing Zhu Feng's scolding, the person on the phone also blew up.

He heard a roar coming from the phone: "Brothers, smash this car for me, smash until it is broken. Brother Feng said, if something happens, he'll take care of it."

"Sixth brother, this is a Pagani."

"So what if it's a Pagani, Brother Feng is a big shot in Yanjing, give me that i'll smash it."

...

Bam!

Dang!

A noisy sound came from the phone.

But Zhu Feng froze for a moment.

What?? did he say ... Pagani?

Holy shit.

Zhu Feng shivered, and quickly picked up the phone and yelled in a low voice: "Sixth son, sixth son, hey, sixth son, what kind of car did you smash? Sixth son ..."

Guess the caller was also smashing the car.

Zhu Feng turned his head and ran.

Just kidding.

A Pagani sports car is worth at least ten million, right?

With ten million he could buy a few more luxury sports cars.

His father's BMW Z4 is only a few hundred thousand.

I'm afraid those who can drive a Pagani are not simple people.

Zhu Feng suddenly had a sense of foreboding and he ran out of the Star Hall at the speed of a hundred meters sprint, and went straight to the elevator.

...

In front of the parking space in the garden.

A group of people gathered there, the atmosphere was incredibly tense.

When Zhu Feng rushed over, the first thing he saw was the smashed sports car.

And the people who smashed the car, had all been pressed to the ground.

A group of heavily armed security personnel, each with cold eyes and a fierce image.

One of the yellow haired man pressed to the ground as soon as he saw Zhu Feng, immediately shouted loudly: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng, save me."

"You ... you fucking smashed what car?"

Zhu Feng's voice trembled.

"Pagani Huayra BC, worth 25 million."

Next to him, a serious voice rang out.

Zhu Feng turned his head to have a look.

He was finished.

It was Liu Zhongheng from Financial Street.

This group of fuckers, dare to smash a Pagani?