Chapter Two Hundred Eighty-Eight
Zhao Tingqiang was practically on his knees, begging Hong Xiaofei to accept the car, looking like he would charge into a wall and commit suicide if Hong Xiaofei refused.
Hong Xiaofei had no choice but to accept the car keys.
He thought he could always return them later.
What he didn't know was that Zhao Tingqiang would absolutely never dare to take back that Audi.
Seeing Hong Xiaofei accepting the keys, Long Xiaoshan said, "Xiaofei, stop dawdling, don't forget about the auspicious time."
Hong Xiaofei slapped his forehead, shouting, "Oh no, there's less than half an hour left, let's hurry and set off."
"Set off, set off."
Everyone got into the vehicles, with Long Xiaoshan pulling Hong Xiaofei into the Rolls-Royce, driven personally by Gao Xiongfei. Although Gao Xiongfei could have had a driver do it, to curry favor with Long Xiaoshan, he pulled out all the stops and spared no effort to flatter him.
