If there were any flaws in this project, Lian Zhan would be labeled as "incapable of success but more capable of failure" in his father's eyes. How could his father trust him with the throne when he retired?!
His father might be even less willing to retire.
Thinking of this, Lian Zhan felt only horror and terror.
Of course, Lian Zhan has reflected on the entire journey from the Chaebol Building to the Imperial Palace.
He probably hasn't provoked Pei Yucheng recently.
He is already well-behaved and obedient enough.
Why on earth would Pei Yucheng start thinking about his project?!
Pei Yucheng's expression was cold and indifferent, and he ignored Lian Zhan's meaning.
Xiao Yi, who was riding in the same car with Pei Yucheng, couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw Lian Zhan, who was always arrogant, now acting like a pet dog that had done something wrong, with his tail between his legs and ears tucked in.
As the saying goes: Those who come to watch a show never think the trouble is too big.
So, Xiao Yi fanned the flames.
Even kicking someone when they are down.
"Mr. Zhan, I remember that before you took over this project, you made a harsh statement: Whoever dares to touch your land will be paralyzed on one side of his body. How do you want to make Mr. Cheng paralyzed on one side of his body?!" Xiao Yi asked.
"......!!!" Lian Zhan almost lost control of himself and rushed forward to kill Xiao Yi, the idiot. He glared at Xiao Yi angrily, his eyes blazing with anger, "Xiao, you've eaten shit, your mouth stinks."
"Lian Zhan, I am now finally sure that you really don't want to start this project properly." Xiao Yi said this with a smile on his face.
The tone was light, yet threatening.
Lian Zhan's expression was still very bad, and he was not threatened by Xiao Yi at all: "Why, you want to trip me up too?! I'm telling you, if you dare to trip me up, I'll dare to deal with you. I can't do anything to Cheng Ye, but I can easily deal with you."
"Heh~, your tone is quite arrogant." Xiao Yi was still smiling, but a stern look gradually appeared between his eyebrows.
Just as Lian Zhan and Xiao Yi were about to engage in a heated verbal battle, Song Tingqi's voice suddenly exploded: "Master Cheng, have you been stimulated by something recently?! Why are you so strong-minded?!"
Strong taste?!
What heavy taste?!
This sentence came out of nowhere and left the people in the garage a little confused.
Everyone looked over when they heard the sound.
The astonishingly spacious underground parking lot of Yufu is divided into two halves: one half is filled with customized military-version black sedans and various military-modified vehicles; the other half is filled with various global limited edition luxury sports cars launched by major top automobile brands.
Among the pile of top-of-the-line supercars, each of which is worth half a billion yuan, there is actually a... indescribable second-hand Santara.
The old and shabby Santana, contrasted with a bunch of expensive luxury cars, is unique and distinctive, but... it is really insulting and too strong.
The garage fell into an eerie silence.
I don’t know who lost control first.
He immediately burst into a particularly loud laugh.
"Fuck! Master, how can you be so crazy that you buy a car like this to insult yourself? No, you insult your parking space."
"Buy?! Can't we just pick them up?!"
"No wonder they're going all out today to lower the interest rates on loans from the highest central bank in Country Z for the major chaebols, specifically targeting the Fu family. So they're having financial difficulties?!"
"Why don't you tell us earlier? We'll give you whatever car you want. Don't put yourself down like that."
"Hahaha~, our master has a big vision, how can we compare to him?!"
"Yes, yes, retro style is popular now. I am a man of foresight."
"I'll go back to the scrap yard and get a Santana."
"Forget it. This car is cool for me to drive, but it will only make you suffer..."
“…” Pei Yucheng.
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