"Excuse me, please."
Liu Fan came forward and said faintly.
Huang Mao didn't seem to hear it. He took photos with his mobile phone, just like a senior photographer.
"Hello, please step aside!"
Liu Fan raised his voice. Huang Mao finally heard it. He turned his head and saw it was Liu Fan. He was stunned and said, "brother, it's you. How can you figure it out?"
Huang Mao thought Liu Fan wanted a job.
Liu Fan was stunned, then shook his head and said: "you misunderstood me. I came to pick up the car."
"What, pick up the car? Oh, do you mean the yellow car next to you? There are plenty nearby. Just find another one. "
After Huang Mao said that, he took photos again. Unexpectedly, Liu Fan patted him on the shoulder again and said seriously, "I'm talking about this car."
Huang Mao looked in the direction of Liu Fan's finger and blinked.
Next second.
"Poof!" Huang Mao burst into laughter.
He covered his stomach and said with a smile: "brother, are you poor and crazy? You're starting to talk nonsense! A garbage collector dares to say that this Ferrari is yours
The crowd around burst into laughter.
"It turned out to be a garbage collector. It's shameless to be so hypocritical and full of lies at such a young age!"
"Ah, bah, if he is the owner of the car, the labor and capital is the billionaire father Niu Yun!"
"Li Sicong will cry when he hears about it. A garbage collector can drive a better car than him. Ha ha!"
After hearing this, Huang Mao's girlfriend looked even more contemptuous. She stroked the gorgeous car body with her hand and said haughtily, "I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Don't think you can talk nonsense if you just get my bag back."
In the face of people's ridicule, especially the couple Huang Mao, Liu Fan gave a cold smile, took out a key from his pocket, gently pressed it, and immediately the Ferrari lights flashed, giving a beautiful voice response.
"What…" The smile on Huang Mao's face suddenly froze. You're kidding. How could this garbage collector have a car key!
All the people around lost their teeth and were silent!
Liu Fan went straight through Huang Mao and came to his girlfriend. He said coldly, "get out of the way!"
Woman a face muddle force of appearance, foot a stagger, fall to the ground.
Until Liu Fan drove away, everyone was relieved.
"Pinch me, am I dreaming?"
"It's really special. Is it so profitable to pick up rubbish these days?"
"Hum, it turns out that both of them are forced goods. They are really alike. Damn, shameless!"
"That's it
They turned from surprise to blame Huang Mao and his girlfriend. Huang Mao and his girlfriend blushed like monkey butt and ran away.
At the intersection of traffic lights, the Benz carrying the young mother just stopped.
"Wife, who were you talking to just now? I don't think you look right." The man held the eyeglass frame and asked.
The woman snorted: "it's OK, but a smelly beggar has to reason with me. Do you want me to respect when picking up garbage? Ha ha. "
But at this time, a pure white sports car stopped beside Mercedes Benz.
Liu Fan half pulled down the window and felt the morning breeze. One second he was still picking up garbage, the next he drove a Ferrari.
"Mom, it's the big brother who just picked up junk." The little boy, who was just crying, pointed to the most dazzling sports car on the roadside.
"What nonsense!" the young mother said angrily
Then she casually looked to the side, and the head exposed from the window was not the young man who had just picked up the garbage.
"I'm so familiar What, it's really him! Isn't he a garbage collector? How can he drive such a good car? "
The young mother's mouth was wide open and confused.
Finished: Infinite Waste Pick-up System -
Next: Chapter 17