Fake Prodigal

Chapter 9
"Boom!"

There was a deafening thunderclap, and it rained heavily. Lines of rain slid across the sky, forming a hazy rain curtain, and the rain washed the streets.

In the Li's Medical Center, Li Hao and Father Li sat opposite each other at the dining table, enjoying sliced ​​geese and roast meat, as well as cold vegetables and peanuts.

Old man Li drank warm soju and listened with great interest. Li Hao's experience of guarding the frontier would interject a few words from time to time to express his point of view. When he finally heard that Li Hao had retired and returned home, he shook his head speechlessly.

"Go buy a set of clothes by yourself, and change into this tiger skin." Father Li looked at the old military uniform, took out a stack of money and threw it on the table.

"It's raining too much outside, let's talk about it tomorrow!" Li Hao looked out of the window, the rainstorm was sporadic and non-stop, and the rainwater gathered into several puddles.

"I forgot to tell you, I bought a small car for transportation, you can drive it!" Father Li took out the car keys and looked at Li Hao suspiciously.

"Of course, not to mention cars, tanks and helicopters, I can drive away." Li Hao snatched the car keys and ran to the backyard excitedly.

"Take it easy, it's a decked car, don't let the traffic police catch it." Father Li watched Li Hao's disappearing back, and hurriedly warned,
"It doesn't matter, I don't have a driver's license!" Li Hao's voice came from the backyard. Father Li slipped and staggered. The car is in bad luck.

"Boom!" A puff of black smoke rose, and an old and faded purple Xiali rushed out of the backyard in an instant, splashing water, and disappeared into the back alley.

"Little rabbit, my seven-handed Xiali!" Father Li opened his mouth wide in shock, looking at the empty backyard, he swallowed hard.

The southern capital is full of flowers, with streets extending in all directions and criss-crossing. It has always been a holy place for local tyrants to drive cars. On the spacious streets, there is a constant flow of cars and few pedestrians.

The dilapidated Xiali drove very fast, and drove to 150 yards, rampaging in the rain, like a purple monster, overtaking luxury cars in front, which made the owner very unhappy and complained.

"Po Xiali also dares to go up the road, and even dare to surpass me."

"This guy must be going crazy, mine is Daben!"

"Where did Po Xiali come from, dare to stand in my way, get out of here."

"Damn it, Xiali is so fast!"

With a cool drift, Xiali stopped in front of Hutchison Bakery. This shop is most famous for its wife cake, which is famous all over the world.

With half a cigarette in his mouth, Li Hao opened the car door and walked into the pastry shop. He took out a hundred-yen bill, patted it on the counter, and said directly, "A wife cake!"

"Mr. is lucky, just in time for the last one!" The playful pastry girl picked up a kraft paper bag and handed it to Li Hao.

Li Hao reached out to take it, smiled back at the pastry girl, turned around and was about to leave.

As soon as the store door opened, a sunny girl walked quickly, with shawl and long hair swaying in the wind, wearing sunglasses, an expensive brand name, and a golden LV bag. She walked past Li Hao arrogantly, without even looking at it. He glanced.

"Little sister, a piece of wife cake!" A arrogant voice sounded.

Li Hao smelled a fresh fragrance, and took a second look at the girl. This girl is really exciting, with an elegant and noble temperament. At first glance, she looks like a rich lady, and there are many beauties in the metropolis. Shopping is full of benefits.

Li Hao really wanted to strike up a conversation, looked at his torn military uniform, sighed speechlessly, and walked towards the door with his wife cake.

"I'm sorry, this gentleman bought the last piece of wife cake." The pastry girl said casually.

"Sir, please stop!" the girl said in a charming voice, raising her voice.

Li Hao stopped in his tracks, looked back at the girl's expectant eyes, shook the kraft paper bag, and said flatly, "Sorry, I'm not going to transfer it."

The girl opened the LV bag, took out 1000 yuan and handed it over, and said coldly, "I'll pay ten times the price, so give it to me."

Li Hao didn't speak, just shook his head slightly, looked at the girl's pretty face, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Don't go, I need it urgently, I will offer 1 yuan!" The girl said anxiously, taking out a stack of thick bills.

"What's urgent, let's hear it!" Li Hao said curiously.

"My father's birthday, he likes to eat wife cakes." The girl blinked her big cute eyes and said coquettishly.

Li Hao smiled, this eldest lady is still a filial woman, really rare, raised her hand and handed the paper bag over, and said with a smile: "I'll see you off, goodbye!"

Li Hao pushed the door open and left without turning his head. Po Xiali was about to get in when a delicate voice sounded behind him.

"Don't go, you forgot to take the money." The girl quickly chased after her with a small umbrella, her silver high heels stomping on the ground, making a brisk sound.

"Please eat, you don't need money!" Li Hao looked at the wet road, the raindrops were dripping on the worn-out military uniform.

"No, I, Concubine Lin Yi, never take advantage of others, take your money well." The girl who called herself Concubine Lin grabbed Li Hao's hand, put a stack of tickets in her palm, turned around and trotted towards a car. Red Ferrari.

"It's too much, I'll just charge one hundred!" Li Hao said loudly, waving the ticket.

"Goodbye!" Lin Yifei got into the car and waved her little hands. Flames spewed out from the rear of the Ferrari, and it rushed out like a sharp arrow at a terrifying speed of [-] yards.

"Fuck! This girl is really cool, the car drives faster than myself." Li Hao shook his head speechlessly, got on his broken Xiali, and didn't start it yet.

The white motorcycle flew by like the wind, and a heroic policewoman with a cat waist drove the motorcycle, chasing the red Ferrari crazily, heading forward against the rain.

The two cars, one in front of the other, disappeared at the end of the street in an instant. Li Hao scratched his head and put away the stack of tickets. He was very lucky and somehow got 1 yuan. This Miss Lin is a nice person. After soaking in her, will he be able to marry Bai Fumei, be promoted to CEO, and reach the pinnacle of life?

The pastry girl stood in front of the store, casting envious eyes. She had to work hard for two months to earn 1 yuan. This kid was out of luck, and made [-] yuan from a piece of wife cake. Envy, envy and hate!

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