Mr.Li, your wife wants to divorce again!

It was just daybreak, and sukeman, who was lying in the bed, was very comfortable.

It's good to stay at home. You don't have to learn Taekwondo or run. You can sleep whenever you want.

But a strange thing happened at the entrance of the village.

Two kilometers away from Su's home, a super car stuck in the middle of the road, blocking the passing villagers.

Soon after overtaking the people around before the race, all of them looked curiously at the man sitting in the car and the dazzling car.

"Young man, you are blocking our way by parking here! Why don't you park your car where no one is A middle-aged uncle kindly reminds me.

Sitting in the car, Li Moyun took off his sunglasses and showed his handsome white face. He frowned and said, "uncle, there's something wrong with my car. I can't drive away."

The villagers look at me and I look at you, and they all begin to discuss how to move the car.

In fact, Li Moyun is waiting for a trailer. He has been waiting for nearly an hour, but he has not been waiting for a trailer.

He wanted to call sukeman to pick him up, but subconsciously he wanted to surprise sukeman. He didn't want to let sukeman know that he had sneaked over so soon.

"Young man, why don't we help you move the car?" The middle-aged uncle spoke again.

Li Moyun looked at the crowd behind the middle-aged uncle. There were about a dozen people.

But his super run is very heavy, and more than a dozen people can't move it.

"Thank you, uncle. No need."

The middle-aged uncle was a little worried: "young man, you'd better listen to your uncle. Let's help you move the car? You're blocking our way like this, we can't get through at all! "

Those people behind him echoed: "yes, you don't look short of money, but we are short of money? What are we doing? We can't get out of here if you block the car? "

Li Moyun looked at those people, thinking.

When Zhou Hao was driving down the mountain, he was stopped by the people in front of him.

Zhou Hao lowered the window and looked at the uncle who stopped him. He cleared his throat and said, "Uncle Li, what's going on ahead?"

Li Shuyang raised the red banknote in his hand and said with a smile: "ah Hao, we have a rich man here. He not only drives a beautiful luxury car, but also gives us thousands of yuan to each villager. You see, the money in my hand is given by the rich man."

Zhou haochao looked at the outstanding men in the crowd and saw that the man's suit was straight and handsome. He stood there with his hands around his chest, giving people a kind of arrogance.

He had seen so many people, but it was the first time for him to see such a man with temperament.

Zhou Hao didn't seem to see the money in Uncle Li's hand. He asked subconsciously, "did he say who he was looking for?"

"No, but he seems to want to drive up the mountain, but there is something wrong with the car and it can't go up!" Uncle Li counted the money in his hand and said excitedly.

Zhou Hao looked at the man's car, Bugatti Veron! People who can afford to drive this kind of car are either rich or expensive. The identity of a man in front of them must not be simple.

He got out of the car and passed Li shuchao and Li Moyun.

"Hello, when can you move your car?" Zhou Hao asked as gently as he could.

Because Li Moyun's super run blocked Zhou Hao's way.

Li Moyun pushed the sunglasses on his face, looked at the man who was talking to him in front of him, and said coldly, "I don't know."

"Did you call a trailer?"

"Yes."