So Gao Dashuai's mouth is a loss no matter how it is.

Chen Xiaoyi tolerate it, not tolerate the men and women in front of him, but tolerate the stinky mouth of Gao Dashi.

Zeng Haibin stopped the sports car and opened the door. Shi Muqing walked out of the cafe. He had a blue scarf around his neck, wrapped his face, and then got into Zeng Haibin's sports car.

Shi Muqing didn't understand the car, but he could tell that the car was quite stylish, so he got into the car and asked Boss Zeng casually: "How expensive is this car? How many thousands?"

"It's cheaper to buy in Europe than to buy in China, and it can't be bought in China. It's about 8 million yuan," said Zeng Haibin.

Eight million, astronomical figures.

Shi Muqing suddenly felt that he was not taking a car, but sitting on a pile of RMB or a pile of gold, sitting in pain, and said, "Is there anything you need to pay attention to when you are in your car?"

When her eyes swept into her nervous look, Zeng Haibin smiled: "I bought a car and was for people to sit, so it has nothing to do with the price."

This is a willful word that only rich people say, and Shi Muqing was impressed.

"It's good to have money." Miss Shi breathed a long breath, "You said, how much can that violin cost tonight?"

"More richer than my car." Zeng Haibin said in a mysterious tone, "After all, money can be made, but people are not something you want, and people's hearts are not something you want."
Chapter completed!