How to be financially free

Suddenly, a tall figure stepped out of the crowd.

"Xu Wen, it's okay. If there is pressure on compensation, I can help you share it." Ran Ting stood beside Xu Wen, and Xu Wen looked at each other and smiled.

"Well, I can make up some." Ran Ting's little follower, Zheng Zeyang, who had been in love with him for several years, also gritted his teeth and stood up.

Lin Mingyang took a deep look at Xu Wen.It's all like this, and there are still female members who are willing to stand up and share the joys and sorrows with him. I really don't know where his charm comes from.

"Thank you, I will handle this matter myself." Xu Wen looked at Ran Ting who stood up and Zheng Zeyang in a little surprise.

"Don't be brave, you should talk about the money." Ran Ting said in Xu Wen's ear.

"It's not short of money." Xu Wen said with a casual smile.

On the side, Lin Mingyang could hear clearly.

"It's not bad, right? You still think it's just a matter of money? All the publicity for this event has gone out, and now one of the three great cars is missing. Do you know how big the impact will be?"

Meng Zizhou stood aside and spoke at the right time.

"President, although I really want to contribute to our event this time, but now I can only... feel powerless."

"It's okay, we all see your efforts." Lin Mingyang shook his head, and glanced at Xu Wen by the way, "I'll call and ask if I can go around and find a way to get one. It’s too tight, I’ll need it tomorrow, really!”

He's a little pissed off.

Xu Wen was very tired of watching from the sidelines. Anyway, this Lin Mingyang was clearly partial.

"President, can't you say that? Only his car made a contribution, and our other members didn't make a contribution?" Xu Wen smiled and looked at Lin Mingyang.

Lin Mingyang was taken aback, as if he didn't expect that this newcomer would dare to confront him face to face.

"Contribution? You mean that you bought your S8 and participated in this carnival, right?" Lin Mingyang smiled angrily, "It's not too much to have one more than you, and it's not a lot to have one less than you. You call it a contribution ?”

Among the crowd, many members looked slightly different.

Co-authorship only top-level supercars have status here, right? These slightly inferior ones are just a foil, and they just provide membership fees every year?

"The club belongs to everyone, not you alone. Isn't it inappropriate for you to say something lightly?" Xu Wen smiled.

"Then what do you want, you have a car worth more than 200 million yuan, and you will be picked up?" Lin Mingyang stared at Xu Wen, "You didn't make up for the basket you poked, and you still talk to me about contribution?"

"It's simple." Xu Wen wrote lightly.

"Simple?" Lin Mingyang smiled coldly, "I'll leave my words here, if you can solve this matter, I'll be the president of you!"

Everyone around could see Lin Mingyang's anger.

In my impression, he is quite self-cultivated, a person who doesn't get angry easily, but today, he was so angry that he was obviously extremely angry.

"That's not necessary." Xu Wenke has no interest in the position of the president, "You have worked so hard, what kind of contribution is our insignificant contribution?"

In an instant, President Lin's eyes became dangerous. How dare such a newcomer challenge his authority?

Xu Wen ignored him, but made a public phone call to arrange it.

I was going to go straight to pick up the car.

But now, they are about to turn their backs, so they can't express themselves?

"Do you have other cars?" Lin Mingyang's emotions calmed down at some point, and his eyes were a little suspicious at the moment.

Xu Wen was a little funny.

How naive.

He stood next to his Audi S8 and patted the hood of the car.

"I bought this one temporarily, okay? I have another one that just arrived in Yangcheng, so I can use it to top it."

There was an uproar all around, I didn't expect this newcomer to hide his strength even though he didn't show his face.

"What's missing is the McLaren P1. Could it be your car too?" Lin Mingyang took a deep breath and asked, and began to be patient, and never showed his authority as before.

"That's not true." Xu Wen shook his head.

"No?" Lin Mingyang frowned suddenly. "We only lack the McLaren P1, one of the three great cars. If you want to talk about other cars, Daniel, Ferrari, Aston Martin, which one do we have?"

"You can take a look when the car comes over later, use it if you can, and let's talk if you can't." Xu Wen didn't bother to explain.

There is a saying called what.

Facts speak louder than words.For some people, he doesn't even bother to expend extra emotion to explain.

Lin Mingyang wanted to say something, but for some reason, he held it back, and walked aside with an uncertain expression.

Xu Wen walked aside, and a faint scent of fragrance wafted by his side,

"Can't tell, you're still hiding your strength?" Ran Ting stood beside Xu Wen, her eyes burning.

"How about being friends with you?" Xu Wen gently embraced Ran Ting's waist.

The two looked at each other for a while, and not far away, Sun Ziang couldn't help but ran up, hesitant to speak.

"Brother Xu." He said.

"Brother Xu?" Ran Ting looked at Xu Wen repeatedly in surprise, not understanding what kind of strength the boy in front of her could make the owner of the Raventon call him brother.

"You chat." She walked away tactfully, leaving Xu Wen and Sun Ziang to chat alone.

After the people left, Sun Ziang couldn't help asking.

"Brother Xu, what's the car coming later?"

"What's the rush, you'll know when you come later?" Xu Wen shared the cigarettes, and the two stood on the sidelines smoking, watching the supercar carnival scene and the racing cars going back and forth lady.

Not far away, several Internet celebrities in the car circle turned around and came straight to Sun Ziang.

"Brother, is that Raventon yours?"

"Yes." Sun Ziang smoked a cigarette, always looking above his head when facing outsiders.

However, these Internet celebrities in the car circle are also well-informed. I don’t know how many supercars they have seen, and they have met with all kinds of people, so they directly came up with Dao Ming’s intentions.

I hope that Sun Tzu Ang can cooperate with them in a small appearance later, which can be regarded as a kind of publicity.

"Of course, it's fine if it's inconvenient for you." The visitor said with a smile.

"Go ahead, cooperate with the promotional activities, it is our duty." Xu Wen stood aside and said with a smile.

"That's fine." Sun Ziang nodded. "Brother Xu, I'll go right now."

The car critic in front of him glanced at Xu Wen in surprise, and felt the aura and temperament of the man in front of him by the way, and he couldn't help guessing his identity in his heart.

As the sun rises, the atmosphere on the Yangcheng International Circuit gradually becomes warmer.

All the members drove and lined up, and a huge supercar phalanx stretched out on the racing track, preparing for a group photo.

Xu Wen's S8 will not participate.

This car door is seriously deformed, but it doesn't make any difference when another door is opened.

Apart from Xu Wen's Audi S8, Meng Zizhou's McLaren P1 was supposed to be at the forefront of the supercar formation this time, but it was also absent this time.

When Xu Wen was standing on the sidelines, he also noticed Meng Zizhou's resentful eyes.

"Has everyone got their cars together?" someone yelled loudly.

"Not much."

"Who's missing?"

"Meng Shao's and the newcomer's."

After that, no one asked any more questions.

"Brother Xu, when will your car arrive, I will be waiting for you." Sun Ziang trotted over and asked.

"You guys take a group photo, I won't participate, and you don't have to wait for me." Xu Wen said indifferently.

"How can this work?" Sun Tzu Ang resisted all opinions and insisted on waiting for Xu Wen's car to arrive before taking a photo. He had a vague premonition that according to Brother Xu's handwriting and the scale of the supercar under his command, it would definitely not be the one who came later. What can the three great chariots compare to.

It must be a shocking king bomb.

The waiting time was not too long.

In the sight of all the members, a luxury car haulage company slowly entered the arena.The compartment at the back was tightly sealed, and no one could see what kind of car was inside the compartment.

In the car, several staff members in uniform jumped off.

Xu Wen stepped forward, took the brush and dropped it on the handover sheet to complete the handover with the other party, while the members around were talking about it.

"Is this the newcomer's car?"

"It is said to replace Meng Shao's McLaren P1. I don't know the specific car."

"That's at least the level of a big cow, right?"

After the handover was completed, the two staff skillfully opened the door of the carriage.

On the pallet in the carriage, a supercar is completely covered by the car cover, making it impossible to see the real appearance, but just looking at the outline, there is a hint of majesty ready to go.

After a while, the whole vehicle was carefully unloaded.

"Brother Xu, what is this car?" Sun Ziang couldn't help but stepped forward.

Behind him, Lin Mingyang, including a certain kind of members, stood aside, watching with probing eyes.

"You lift it." Xu Wen motioned, and asked Sun Ziang to lift the hood.

Sun Ziang took a deep breath, squatted down and lifted the hood from the rear of the car.

As soon as the corner of the car cover was raised, there was a dark liquid metal luster.

brush!
Sun Ziang gritted his teeth and opened them all.

The true appearance of the car body is revealed in such an instant.

"Holy shit, shit, shit." Sun Zi Ang said three shit in a row, took a few steps back, and then sat on the ground unsteadily.

There was an instant burst of exclamation all around.

The eyes are full of metal-like streamers, the neat six-pipe exhaust, and the burst-like body shape.

"Bugatti!" Someone muttered to himself looking at the family-style front face.

This is the pinnacle of Bugatti industry, the world's only limited edition Bugatti LaVoitureNoire.

"This shape, this exhaust, isn't this it?" Some people conjectured, but they dared not really say the model of the car.

Because that is too exaggerated and unbelievable.

"Bugatti LaVoiture Noire!!" He didn't say it, so someone naturally made a bold guess.

And soon, this conjecture was confirmed.

"It's really Bugatti LaVoitureNoire!" Someone's legs were weak, and he was almost on a pilgrimage.

This is the pinnacle of Bugatti industry!

The world's only limited edition Bugatti LaVoitureNoire with a public price of 2000 million US dollars!
If you do any calculations, it is [-] million in China.

"Two hundred million!"

"What can I do, to see such a car here?!"

Whether it is a sports car with a few million dollars, or a big bull or even a Rafa, at this moment, facing such a legendary supercar worth hundreds of millions of dollars, which is the only one in the world, they can only look up.

The Internet celebrities in the car circle stood in the distance, turned on their mobile phones tremblingly, and took pictures from a distance.

This is Bugatti LaVoitureNoire!
What are the three great chariots, what are the big bulls, they are all kneeling in front of this car at this moment!
Lin Mingyang stood aside with a frozen expression.

He opened his eyes wide, and the shadow of the car was reflected in his eyes. A kind of tremor instantly permeated his whole body from the depths of his soul.

"Help me!" He moved his lips, grabbed the arm of the person next to him, and couldn't even stand still.

Meng Zizhou was also standing not far away. The scene in front of him was like a knife piercing into his heart fiercely. He clenched his fists tightly and his nails dug into the palm of his hand.

There was a sense of powerlessness spreading all over his body.

"It is said that Ronaldo bought this car, and some say it was bought by Ronaldo."

"Shit, does it matter who owns it, anyway, it belongs to him now!"

"That's brother Xu Shaoxu! Call me brother!"

What is the height of a sports car with [-] million yuan?
I have to describe it, that is, they are still on the earth, and Brother Xu is already outside the atmosphere, so he is more than just looking up.

"So, this is you." Ran Ting folded her arms lightly, looking at the tall figure standing beside the [-] million supercar not far away.

Tall and handsome, coupled with a [-] million supercar.

Under the overlapping, the figure who used to be by her pillow and conquered her again and again has already become an unattainable male god at this moment.

And the jokes she said at the time about the object are now recalled.

somewhat...
Ran Ting touched her face, feeling a little blushing and boasting.

How could she be worthy of such Xu Wen... No, it was Xu Shao.

"Brother Xu is mighty." Sun Ziang got up from the ground, looked back at the group including Lin Mingyang, and felt extremely refreshed. "I just said that Brother Xu is low-key and likes to play. Now Brother Xu finally has a showdown!"

He laughed out loud, heartbroken.

"Meng Zizhou, just you, dare to touch Brother Xu, dare to provoke Brother Xu?! Who gave you the courage, huh?" Sun Ziang directly tore his face and looked at Meng Zizhou provocatively.

Mencius Zhou's complexion turned green and pale, but he didn't dare to say a word.

I dare not let out a fart.

Xu Wen sat in this Bugatti LaVoiture Noire, which stands at the pinnacle of supercars in the world, and slowly felt the blood and pulse of this car.

After starting, feel it a little bit, a majestic sea-like power seems to be gushing out.

Sure enough, it is the pinnacle of Bugatti's industry.

He got out of the car and looked towards Lin Mingyang not far away.

"President, is this car usable?"

"It can be used, of course it can be used!" Lin Mingyang squeezed out a dry smile with his hands down, "Xu...Xu Shao, I didn't expect you to own such a car. I really don't know Taishan!"

He bent down and subdued, completely lowering his posture.

"As long as it can be used." Xu Wen looked at Lin Mingyang, but he was not interested in taking advantage of the situation to make a few more sarcasms. He was too lazy and unnecessary.

He turned around and met Ran Ting's eyes.

The next second, Ran Ting turned her back and left without saying a word, her back was quite lonely.

Xu Wen quickly chased after him.

"where are you going?"

"It's gone, what if I don't belong to the right household?" Ran Ting said softly, turning her back to Xu Wen and refusing to look at him. "Tell me about you, you are so rich, but you put down your body to play with us, are you free?"