Shao Xuanlong personally drove to the attached middle school to pick up Yang Duoer.

The night of Zhonghai at night is very beautiful, and it may be in a good mood, and everything feels more pleasing to the eye.

I also have a plan in my mind about how to deal with Yang Duoer.

This plan has been prepared before.

But never used it.

I didn't intend to use it.

After all, Chu Chen is already dead, even if some plots can generate some luck points, they are not as many as when Chu Chen was alive.

but……

Yang Duoer is like a little wild horse.

Wild is hard to tame.

Therefore, Shao Xuanlong had no choice but to use some means for her.

Girl!

Don't blame Daddy for being cruel, I'm doing it for your own good, this is a father's love like a mountain!

...

beep-

Soon.

on the broad road.

Several open-top supercars whizzed past.

The beast-like roar and the constant honking of the horn made them the most beautiful boys on the street in an instant. Even Shao Xuanlong took a few more glances at these rich second generation.

Didn't say anything.

Just shook his head and smiled.

The age group is different. Shao Xuanlong really doesn't have much interest in drag racing. Looking at these rich second generation, he doesn't feel much disgust.

After all, everyone is young.

Even in his previous life, Shao Xuanlong had actually been like this.

But in his previous life, when he was young, he didn't drive a supercar, and his family was not so good.

There is also dynamic music, and I did once think that I was the best.

You won't know until you're older, but it's actually quite a sand sculpture!

This is youth, isn't it?

Whose youth is not sand sculpture?

...

Soon.

A traffic light stopped.

Next to it is a sports car.

The young rich second generation in the car gestured for Shao Xuanlong to lower the car window.

The windows rolled down slowly.

Shao Xuanlong looked at the young men and women in the sports car with a half-smile.

"Hey buddy, run a lap?"

"Old age, forget it." Shao Xuanlong shook his head and smiled.

"That's what you said... don't you dare? Is this car yours? Are you the driver?"

Shao Xuanlong smiled and did not speak.

Driving a car like Shao Xuanlong does give people the feeling of a driver!

After all, what boss would drive such a car himself?

"The little driver is quite arrogant? In this way, if you beat me at the next street intersection, I'll give you 100,000 yuan."

"100,000?" Shao Xuanlong raised his eyebrows. Is this kid seeking excitement?

Or deliberately pretending to beep in front of the girl?

Or is it because you see that your license plate is out of town, and you are a soft persimmon?

Both are possible.

However, this should also be the consequence of the identity of the false son of luck, giving him a chance to slap his face?

Oh, what a horrible luck.

Shao Xuanlong really doesn't want to encounter such a thing, it's vulgar, too vulgar!

"How is it, enough for your salary for a few months? Dare to come." The rich second generation smiled evilly.

"One hundred thousand is too little, don't play."

"Yo ho, are you pretending to be beeping with me? Okay, so how much would you say?"

"One hundred million!"

"puff!"

The co-pilot's young pretty girl burst out with laughter and gave a thumbs up: "Little brother really knows how to brag, just 100 million when he opens his mouth, hee hee hee."

The rich second generation was also happy, and said disdainfully: "One hundred million? Do you know what the consequences of playing with me are?"

Shao Xuanlong didn't explain and asked, "The green light is coming, do you want to leave?"

"Hey, little driver, don't provoke me if you're a mother-in-law, 100 million, right, come on, if you can't get it later, don't blame me for unloading your legs." The rich second generation doesn't want to lose face in front of the girl. , snorted coldly.

Seeing this, the girl also took the initiative to say: "Then I will count to three."