Yang Fan finally saw the legendary Bugatti Veyron, worth fifty million.
Ma Zhen Nan had the car driven to Yang Fan's apartment complex.
Whether it's the design or the exterior in every aspect, there's only one way to describe it: crazily cool and mind-blowing, truly deserving of its fifty million value as a limited-edition supercar.
The driver left, and A'Sheng saw the car, his reaction was like a male dog seeing a female dog, instantly "in heat."
"Holy shit, boss, is this your car? This car costs tens of millions!" A'Sheng's eyes bulged out. If he hadn't seen the car himself, and a limited edition at that, he would never have believed it.
Yang Fan patted the roof of the car and sighed, "Having a car but can't drive it."
"Boss, boss, I can drive…" A'Sheng yelled, dreaming of driving such a nice car.
"Get lost, I haven't even driven it yet."
A'Sheng scratched his head, right, the boss hadn't even driven it yet, how could he dare overstep?
