Zhang Song didn't care too much and sat in the back seat with Yue Jiao.
"Oh my God, it really is a Bentley. The interior of the car is too good."
Yue Jiao took out her phone and took a lot of pictures in the car. She even recorded a bunch of short videos. She was only satisfied when the memory ran out.
On the other hand, Zhang Song was more reserved. He was afraid that he would break something.
"This is a Bentley, there's nothing to say about the interior." Yue Hai said as he sat in the passenger seat. "This seat is more comfortable than my Mustang."
"I thought Mercedes-benz and BMW were good cars, but now I see that they're not considered high-class cars in front of a Bentley."
"That's right." Yue Hai said. "This is a world-class luxury car, ordinary people can't afford it."
Yue Hai looked at Lin Yi. "Bro, can we add each other on WeChat?"
"Forget about adding each other on WeChat. We just met by chance. "Lin Yi said lightly.
