If it were a few tens of thousands of yuan for a Jetta, or a Roewe or something, Yang Meifeng could accept that.
But Mo Han had to go and buy a knockoff king Baoshitai!
The moment you drive this car out, it's an object of ridicule, and Yang Meifeng is someone who cares extremely about face, so how could she possibly sit in it.
Luo Shanchuan didn't mind at all, he took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat and after experiencing it, he said with emotion, "Mo Han, this car is not bad, huh? These seats are genuine leather, right? They're pretty comfortable to sit in."
"There's even seat air conditioning here, who would have thought Baoshitai would be this impressive now?"
Sitting in the driver's seat, Mo Han smiled slightly and said, "Not bad, Baoshitai is also gradually improving its craftsmanship. The interior and power of this car are much better than the previous series."
"If Dad likes it, I could get you one when I have more money?"
"Forget it."
