Dragon Clan: When Lu Mingfei got the Digimon machine

Chapter 21 Preparation (3)

An hour later, a brand new Ferrari drove out of the scrapyard, but no one saw it, because after telling Lu Mingfei the address, the big-faced cat called the real owner of the Ferrari and asked him to transfer it to the scrapyard. Everyone paid it forward.

"Get a new car." Big Face Cat sent a message on QQ.

"Senior sister, you are so amazing. You can guess all this." Lu Mingfei felt that senior sister was the roundworm in his stomach. It seemed that as long as he did something, she could guess it.

"You pick up rags every day, who doesn't know what you are capable of." This piece of news from the big-faced cat made Lu Mingfei easily imagine the disdainful look on his senior sister's face. Although this senior sister had always said that his S-level Kassel College is very special, but once we get to know each other, there is no sign of respect.

But Lu Mingfei, who had fought side by side, knew that his senior sister was a person worth trusting, otherwise he would not have chosen to enter Kassel Academy.

"Haha, senior sister, it's not a rag anymore, it's a brand new Ferrari." Lu Mingfei's words were input into his mobile phone using the voice recognition text on the Ferrari, which did not hinder his driving.

"You're proud, right? But you can only be happy for a while. The owner of this Ferrari will come to you soon. You probably didn't forget that you damaged it in the underground garage. At that time, you just walked away. , but the compensation is still recorded in the account, and I will find you sooner or later." The big-faced cat sent a bad message, and a proud smile with teeth exposed.

As expected, Lu Mingfei was knocked on the car window by a fat man while waiting for the light to turn green at an intersection.

The car window was lowered, and the little fat man was not just a fat man. He was also wearing a blue vest and plaid trousers. His oily hair was neatly combed with coquettish curls at the end, giving him an upper-class look.

When would an ordinary person like Lu Mingfei have the opportunity to meet such a person? His face was tensed and nervous, especially when he saw a row of bodyguards in black clothes and sunglasses behind the fat man. The formation looked particularly like a gangster. The pressure was overwhelming.

"Is this Mr. Lu Mingfei?" The little fat man was very polite and smiled like a little Maitreya Buddha.

"Yes, it's me." Lu Mingfei was just a student and had not been involved in society yet. It was difficult for him to hide his nervous expression.

"I am the predecessor of this Ferrari." The little fat man hit the nail on the head.

Lu Mingfei cried in his heart, will what is supposed to come still come?My first Ferrari is going to be gone.

"I heard that you are going to Kassel College, the same university as Nono. I have a grudge. I want you to forward this letter to Nono for me." The little fat man suddenly stopped mentioning Ferrari. This happened, but a letter was handed over.

Lu Mingfei stared at the little fat man blankly. When he took the letter, he could feel the little fat man's hands shaking, and his face looked like he was afraid that he would refuse. He was not less nervous than him.

Lu Mingfei's life experience is really shallow, he doesn't know what kind of letter can have such a great power, and can make such a man so nervous.

But thinking about it randomly, it seems that there are some things in life that can move people. It has nothing to do with wealth or status. When it appears, it can break through all obstacles.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and suddenly felt the weight of the envelope.

"How about just handing it over to senior sister?" Lu Mingfei looked at the little fat man, and for some reason he thought of himself when he faced Chen Wenwen in the past.

The little fat man seemed to be easily satisfied, showing a look of joy, "Yes, I want you to help me deliver it to her personally."

He suddenly waved to the bodyguard behind him and said with a smile, "This Ferrari belongs to you from now on. The license plate has been reissued for you. I heard that you are going abroad tomorrow, so I will make arrangements for you." Checking in the car and applying for foreign passes..."

After the Ferrari drove away, Lu Mingfei looked through the rearview mirror and could still see the little fat man waiting eagerly, as if sending the envelope like that would give him a good result in the future.

But is that possible?

Lu Mingfei thought about taking a photo of the letter and sent it to the big-faced cat.

"It's him." The big-faced cat's message was emotionless, "Just throw the envelope into the trash can."

Well, the answer should be that such a miserable person will be thrown into the trash can after licking the dog.

Lu Mingfei sighed and thought of himself who used to follow Chen Wenwen: Goodbye, from now on, let's throw it into the trash can together and never show up again.

"The location on the map is a few cities away. It would take a long time to drive without taking the expressway. I hope I can get home before dinner."

Lu Mingfei looked at the flashing location on the map navigation. It was the transaction party he was picking up rags with this time. He had reached a deal with Lu Mingfei online a few days ago. The amount involved was very large. It was the first time he had picked up rags since then. The biggest one is very important.

Ferrari is driving on many roads, and its beautiful fiery red shape is like a wisp of scorching flame, leaving a deep impression on pedestrians on the road.

While passing by Shilan Middle School, my alma mater, while waiting for a traffic light, this very cool Ferrari stopped and attracted the attention of many students, who couldn't help but guess who was inside.

Lu Mingfei had never received so much attention, but he didn't expect that he would also attract the attention of the traffic police uncle.

"Parking on a non-motorized lane will result in a three-point penalty." The traffic policeman waved his hands with white gloves and pointed at the somewhat blurry white paint line at his feet. The Ferrari's wheels happened to be parked irregularly and were leaning inside the line.

The first time Lu Mingfei drove in his life was an accident, and the second time he drove, he broke the traffic law again.

With the car window lowered, Lu Mingfei looked embarrassed.

But many students from afar were astonished as if they had discovered a new world.

"Am I blinded? Is that Lu Mingfei?"

"Recently, there has been a crazy rumor in the college that he received the admission notice from the famous foreign college of Kassel, and now he drives a Ferrari!"

"It's like a fucking dream. Is that really Lu Mingfei?"

There were two short students who were as fat as balls and were more excited than anyone else. The flesh on their bodies shook in circles, and they trotted close to the Ferrari, wanting to see up close whether that person was a classmate they had known for three years in high school. Bad guy.

They saw clearly that it was really Lu Mingfei, who opened his mouth wide and turned to stone. Lu Mingfei also saw them and showed an awkward yet polite smile.

After that, Lu Mingfei quickly raised the car window, drove the Ferrari and fled.He is still a bad boy at heart, and his embarrassment is inherent in him. He cannot transform immediately by driving a Ferrari.

After this incident, after driving for a long time, Lu Mingfei finally arrived at the residence of the online trader - a rather simple two-story wooden house with a small manor. After entering, the house was full of people. Various military simulation weapons.

The transaction party was a meticulously groomed veteran wearing a military uniform and a military cap. He looked at Lu Mingfei with a regretful expression.

"If it wasn't for my family's illness, I'm short of money now, and I don't want to sell it to you. I put too much effort into it. I hope you can continue to improve it instead of treating it as unfinished garbage treat."

"I will." Lu Mingfei nodded seriously, then followed the veteran to open a door and finally saw what he wanted to buy.

In this transaction, Lu Mingfei was not the seller, but the buyer.

"One hundred thousand, you can take it away."

"20, they are worth this price." Lu Mingfei glanced at a photo hanging on the wall, which showed the veteran and his wife suffering from cancer.

(End of this chapter)