Everyone suddenly burst out, discussing loudly, "Damn, isn't this change of focus too obvious?"
"Asking a guy who collects drink bottles to buy a Range Rover, isn't that just a fantasy?"
"If you can't afford it, you can't afford it, just don't use such a lousy method to shift everyone's focus, it's truly shameless."
...
Amidst the bustling crowd, Yang Fei walked over with a smile.
Long Shaoyang rushed over to Yang Fei as if he was fighting a fire, moving with the fastest speed.
He handed the contract to Yang Fei with both hands.
For Long Shaoyang, this car purchase contract was definitely a red-hot piece of charcoal.
Only by throwing it to Yang Fei could the pressure on him be somewhat reduced.
Yang Fei reached out his hand.
Long Shaoyang felt a rush of relief in his heart.
Unfortunately, Yang Fei's hand, halfway extended, freaking retracted back.
Long Shaoyang almost suffocated with rage.
He looked at this evil man with almost a pleading gaze, pitifully.
