Food starts with divorce

Sun Shasha took the phone and looked at it carefully, good guy!

Is there really a motorcycle that can be sold for 1.5 million?

The most important thing is, is there really anyone who buys it?

Sun Shasha subconsciously glanced at Qi Yan!

suddenly felt that this little brother was really handsome, no wonder he said that money supports people.

This car is 15,000 and 1.5 million, and it obviously feels different, she doesn't understand motorcycles, but she also feels that she doesn't know how to feel it.

"No, no, it's fake, it's fake, the car on here is red, this car is black, and the ass is different!"

When Sun Shasha looked at her phone, the Mercedes-Benz girl also came up.

At this moment, she was obviously a little panicked, otherwise she wouldn't have been so excited when she touched porcelain.

She shouted to touch the porcelain, but more often than not, she wanted to be recognized from others, especially Sun Shasha's mouth.

Shouting is just self-consolation.

And now, seeing that there is really a motorcycle that can be sold for 1.5 million, the Mercedes-Benz woman panicked all of a sudden, but...

After seeing that the car in the photo was red, the Mercedes-Benz woman blurted out!

Then he grabbed Sun Shasha urgently and asked, "Yes, yes, this car must be fake!"

Looking at Mercedes-Benz's eager appearance, Transcription really felt a little pity for her for a while!

What color is wrong, what ass is wrong.

"Do you know what a global limited edition is, and do you know what a personalized customization is!"

Seeing this, Sun Shasha knew that she had encountered a big one today, so she looked at the Mercedes-Benz woman helplessly and said, "How much insurance is your car!" It's

a pity that the Mercedes-Benz girl is already panicking, and her head is not enough, don't talk about listening to Sun Shasha.

I just muttered how it was possible to have a motorcycle of 1.5 million or something.

Seeing this, Qi Yan waved his hand and said, "Forget it, there is nothing wrong with my car anyway!" "

When he fell to the ground before, it was because of inertia, but at the moment of falling to the ground, Qi Yan still held the handle steadily, so he actually landed slowly, not fell!

And the car is made of carbon fiber on both sides, so you can wipe off the dust and scratches without scratches!

Sun Shasha breathed a sigh of relief, and said in her heart that if there was really a problem with this car, she was afraid that the compensation would be big.

And the Mercedes-Benz girl was still in a fugue and panicked, but now when she heard Qi Yan say something like that, she suddenly came back to her senses, and

looked at Qi Yan excitedly: "Little brother is atmospheric, this time it's my problem, I don't know if I can add a WeChat!"

Qi Yan glanced at the Mercedes-Benz woman, and said in his heart, it's good if I don't hold you accountable, and you still want to add WeChat?

You've got a big face!

After saying a few words to Sun Shasha, Qi Yan stepped into the car and quickly drove away from the middle of the road, and then stopped at the gate of the small park on the side!

But just as he stopped, Transcription followed, parked the car with him as well, and then followed him and sat on the stone bench.

This is a small pavilion with stone tables and stone benches, and when Qi Yan usually delivers food, he often rests here.

It was only now that Cheng Ting noticed the box Qi Yan was carrying, and after a while, she said, "Isn't this a hungry box?"

Qi Yan nodded and said, "That's right!" As

he spoke, he opened the lunch box and took out two packaged takeaways from it!

"Casserole, crayfish, you have to eat it yourself!" Qi Yan opened two takeaways, one was a casserole, and the other was crayfish with noodles.

However, Qi Yan couldn't finish these two servings, so he immediately looked at Ci Ting and handed over a pair of chopsticks: "Eat some?" "

Okay!"

Transcription was not afraid of life, so he took the chopsticks and did it himself: "Hey, don't tell me, you're riding a V4 to deliver takeaways!"

Qi Yan said, "Is there any problem?"

"What's the problem? Ducati V4, 1.5 million motorcycles, do you tell me what else is wrong?

Qi Yan pouted: "No matter how expensive it is, it's also a car, don't ride it." Besides, what's wrong with food delivery, my wish since childhood is to be a delivery man, a maintenance worker, a courier, and so on!

Transcription was stunned for a moment, his expression changed several times, and then he suddenly stretched out his hand and shook it with Qi Yan: "Fellow Daoist, my wish since I was a child is to be a family director, a tutor, and a domestic service worker..."

What a strange wish!

After eating, Qi Yan looked at the time, it was not early, it was time to start, so he hurriedly cleaned up.

Transcription couldn't help but say, "Do you have something to do in a while?"

Qi Yan asked, "What?" "

Let's have two drinks together in the evening!"

This is a big guy who can ride a Ducati V4, and by chance, he has a natural relationship with Lala, mainly...

Transcription also wanted to try Qi Yan's motorcycle.

"Not tonight, I'll have to go out of the stall in a while!"

"Ah, hey, no, out of the stall? What's the stall?

When Transcription heard that it didn't work, she thought about another day, but she didn't know that Qi Yan's words later made her even more confused.

"Buy some fried noodles and eggs and fried rice or something!"

Transcription: ....

Big brother, experience life is experience life, how do you play really!

"Will you take me with you?"

In Transcription's view, Qi Yan's takeaways, as well as stalls and the like, are just the experience life of the rich second generation.

And....

Transcript Ting really set up a stall, and when Qi Yan said this, he was really a little interested.

Qi Yan glanced at Cheng Ting and said, "You can come if you want, can I still stop you?" "

After all, the place where the stall is set up is a public place, and Qi Yan can still drive people away.

Hearing that Qi Yan agreed, Transcription was overjoyed, and hurriedly added Qi Yan's WeChat, and after seeing that Qi Yan really had a stall car, Transcription admired Qi Yan even more.

"Don't worry, I'll sell it to you when the time comes, and I promise to earn money for tonight's drink!"

Looking at Transcription's sworn appearance, Qi Yan said in his heart that he still needs you to sell?

Along the way, Transcription chatted with his mobile phone from time to time, and it was obvious that he was quite busy.

How did Qi Yan know that Transcription was calling people in the group.

After all....

In Transcription's opinion, Qi Yan's so-called stall is estimated to have no customers, so he thought about finding some friends to come over and cheer him on.

But...

"Little brother is here!"

I don't know who shouted, on the side of the small south gate, many people all looked at Qi Yan's car, and soon, someone came forward to help Qi Yan push the car.

"Oops, why is it so late!"

"Yes, I haven't eaten lunch yet, so I'm just waiting for you!"

"How many ingredients did little brother prepare tonight?"

"Little brother is busy with you, I'll help you set up a stall!"

The diners were smiling and welcoming, as if they were neighbors.

Looking at the small stools and tables one by one, and even helping to fix the wheels with bricks, Transcription was dumbfounded.

What's the situation?

Are these customers?

When did customers become so enthusiastic?

Transcription is the second monk who was confused, but listening to the gossip of the people around him, he finally felt that something was wrong!