A motorcycle that cost 50,000 yuan to modify has now been smashed into a pile of wreckage and towed away as garbage.
Master Dong finally understood why Master Er had run away so quickly. He wished he could go back to the moment before. He spoke first, disregarding his past grievances with Master Er, and turned to walk into the house: "Is she seriously injured?"
Nie Zhao said, "There's a one in ten thousand chance that the external injuries aren't serious, but the tragic situation of another racer, Mr. Koizumi Heiji from Tokyo, happened right in front of her. You know, no matter how strong she is, she'll still be psychologically traumatized."
Master Dong and Master Er only knew that Chen Rou wanted to ride motorcycles and invited them to watch.
The only thing they had in common was their shared hatred for the Japanese. Upon hearing that the other racer was from Tokyo, Dong Ye couldn't hold back any longer and began to criticize: "A racer from Tokyo, he doesn't sound like a good person at all. Ah Rou, really, why did you have to race with such a bastard, huh?"
Pointing at everyone, he said, "Mr. Nie, my father is not as rich as you, but he is older than you and is considered your elder. I have to criticize you a bit. Such a magnificent building, but look at it. Are the peonies not beautiful enough? Or are the peonies not vibrant enough? If all else fails, plant a courtyard of crabapple trees. Wouldn't that be more festive? Why did you have to plant these flowers? They look so tacky. And you still have the nerve to invite me in to admire them? Humph!"
Nie Zhao didn't care, but Nie Rong was resting in the living room. Dong Ye's voice was loud and clear, so he heard everything Dong Ye said. The poor richest man was being attacked for no reason, and he was so angry that if he didn't have to pretend to be an old man, he would have jumped out and started cursing.
That country bumpkin from Kowloon, what does he know? Cherry blossoms are from China, okay? How did they become Japanese style?
Putting aside Nie Rong's anger, Chen Rou was actually injured. Poor Master Dong got up early but arrived late, rushing around recklessly. He was the first to reach the mountain, but Master Er beat him to it. But he had a good question.
He said, "What's wrong with Ah-rou? Why is she racing a car with some kid from Tokyo?"
Nie Zhao gestured for him to sit down first, and then sat down himself. Seeing that Master Dong's teacup was empty, he personally poured tea for him and said, "To talk about this matter, we need to first discuss the current real estate industry in Tokyo."
Neither Master Dong nor Master Er knew that the richest couple were putting on a show to get them a demolition compensation, nor did they realize that Chen Rou was using a tactic of introducing external conflicts when internal ones were raging, in order to rally them to fight against external forces. They were successfully lured in and said, "Tell me quickly!"
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