Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

The front of the Lamborghini sank, Tang Yebai's eyes were ruthless, "I, Tang Yebai, want you to buy a new one. I'm afraid you can't afford to dig up such news for the rest of your life. Give me the camera, otherwise..."

Otherwise, he didn't go on talking, Yuji knew exactly what was going on.

"You bumped into it on purpose, why should we pay for it?"

"Just because I am Tang Yebai!" Tang Yebai said sharply.

Arrogant and presumptuous, domineering outside.

The male reporter and the female reporter looked at each other, Tang Yebai smiled coldly, "The traffic police are coming, you should think about it carefully, give me the camera, everyone, or continue to wait and pay me a new car."

The female reporter finally realized how arrogant the owner of the luxury car that was hit on the highway was...

Tang Yebai was really threatened by Hong Guoguo for the first time in history.

The female reporter couldn't resist, and handed the camera to Tang Yebai. The male reporter looked angrily. Tang Yebai scrapped all the film, and she wanted to fight the rich second generation. The hardware is not enough, the hardware is not enough...

When the male reporter saw his achievements being discarded, he felt a hatred in his heart.

"Mr. Tang, you are so arrogant." The male reporter said, "I don't believe that the camera didn't record it. You clearly hit us on purpose."

"So what?" Tang Yebai smashed the camera calmly.

The female reporter let out a cry and looked at her camera distressedly. Although it was worthless, it was still a camera.

"I hate you black-hearted Yuji the most. Digging other people's secrets is as easy as eating. I don't know how much trouble it will bring to people." Tang Yebai challenged Yuji for the first time, "I warn you, follow I was discovered by me, and I killed all of you, let alone a car."

Tang Yebai's expression was so gloomy that the two reporters were taken aback and did not dare to talk back.

"Reporter from Zibei Entertainment, I remember, I will send you the repair bill."

The female reporter panicked, "Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, please don't do this, you won't be held accountable if you give me the camera."

They can't afford to pay for Lamborghini's repairs, they can't afford to pay.

Tang Yebai pretended to be at a loss, "I said you won't pay for a new car, did I say that you won't pay for repairs?"

The male reporter was full of beef, "Mr. Tang, you have so much money, don't bully us ordinary people."

Mr. Tang looked at the sky and said deeply, "Don't you know that I am now responsible for supporting the family, and I will be as good as I can be. The world is hard, and it is not easy to make money."

Male and female reporters, "..."

Mr. Tang got into the car and waved his hands, "Go away, I didn't call the traffic police."

Male and female reporters, "..."

Xia Baobei shook his legs, jumped down again, and circled the front of the car jokingly, "It's really ugly."

"Turn back for another one."

"I like this one the most, it's so cool, and the license plate number is so awesome."

Tang Yebai said decisively, "I have a gold version of Ferrari, which is more stylish, and the license plate number is also awesome, 9999."

Three black lines rolled down Xia Baobao's head, imagining the scene of Tang Yebai driving a gold version of Ferrari on the street, the corners of his lips twitched, "You are not afraid of serial car accidents."

How many car accidents can this result in under the sun?

Tang Yebai laughed, "That's why I drive less."

"Daddy, go back and drive the Phaeton."

"..."

Xia Baobei continued, "If you want to drive a Phaeton, no one will follow you. People will definitely think that this person just looks like Tang Yebai."

Tang Yebai, "..."