"drop..."
Mr. Xue’s luxury car has the loudest horn.
The strong man in the driver's seat saw Ye Lan holding the wrench and raised his fingers provocatively without putting him in front of him at all.
Seeing this scene, many of the luxury cars behind also honked their horns.
A few drivers even opened their doors and stuck their heads out.
"Which taxi? Don't you want to die?"
"I don't know how high the sky is, how dare you act in front of the Huang family!"
"Remember the license plate, I'll call now!"
Everyone looked at Ye Lan angrily.
But he walked to the luxury car at the front and looked inside the car with a smile.
"drop..."
The trumpet sounded louder as if to show off.
But the next second, everyone was shocked.
"boom!"
The wrench was slammed down, the hood was raised high, and the car stalled.
Mr. Xue in the back seat trembled with fright and shouted: "If you dare to smash my car, you are acting against me!"
The strong man in the driver's seat was also furious and opened the door suddenly to teach Ye Lan a lesson.
"Snapped!"
With a loud slap, the strong man's body rotated 360° in mid-air, hit the ground, and fainted.
All the trumpets fell silent instantly.
This group of dignitaries were frightened by Ye Lan's rough behavior.
Mr. Xue was so frightened that he quickly locked the car door and huddled in the back seat in horror.
The young man in a suit guarding the door was also frightened at this moment and had no idea how to deal with this situation.
At this moment, Ye Lan walked to the back seat and violently elbowed the car window.
With a bang, the car window cracked.
Ye Lan grabbed Mr. Xue's hair and pulled it out.
"You said the Zhao family is going to be destroyed?"
Mr. Xue trembled all over, covered his head, and begged for mercy again and again.
"sorry!"
"It's me who's a bitch!"
"do not hit me!"
As he spoke, the smelly yellow liquid dripped from his trousers.
Ye Lan threw him to the ground in disgust, stepped on his face with his casual shoes, and slowly raised the wrench in his hand.
At this moment, the luxury car behind suddenly made a beeping sound.
Ye Lan stopped and looked up.
The driver opened his mouth wide when he saw those bloodshot eyes.
Seeing the other person walking towards him, he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. He started the car and wanted to escape.
But there are cars in front and behind, so how can we walk?
"Yes...I'm sorry! I accidentally pressed it!"
He explained shakily.
"I know!" Ye Lan smiled softly and slammed the wrench on the glass.
With a crash, the front windshield shattered, and the glass splashed all over the driver, but he didn't dare to say a word.
All the luxury cars behind saw this scene and immediately turned off their engines one by one, for fear of making any noise.
Just when Ye Lan was about to continue taking action, a large group of people ran over.
The leading middle-aged man shouted loudly: "Sir, please calm down!"
More than ten men in suits quickly gathered around.
The middle-aged man in Tang suit panted: "Sir, I am Huang Bing, the deputy steward of the manor. I'm sorry for what happened today. Please calm down!"
As he said that, he grabbed the young man in a suit and said sternly: "Kneel down!"
"I now declare that you have been fired!"
The young man in a suit turned pale and knelt on the ground, completely lost in thought.
Why is this happening?
Aren't all dignitaries polite?
For a young man taking a taxi, the deputy housekeeper came forward?
Ye Lan closed his eyes slightly, and the bloodshot eyes faded slightly.
He smiled calmly and said, "Butler Huang Bing, can't taxis come in?"
Huang Bing smiled and quickly explained: "How is that possible? The Huang family never treats guests differently!"
He bent down, stretched out his hand and said, "Please!"
Ye Lan stretched out his hand stained with engine oil and patted him gently on the shoulder.
"Yes, you are a qualified butler!"
Huang Bing lowered his head, anger flashed in his eyes, but he responded with a smile.
The iron door opened, and the taxi stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.
Watching the taxi drive away, Huang Bing turned around and bowed to the guests behind him: "I'm really sorry for you all. To express my apology, all your losses this time will be borne by the Huang family. I will prepare a small gift for you later." It’s a gift!”
The men in suits took action and pushed the two damaged luxury cars to the side of the road.
A commercial vehicle arrived, picked up the injured people, and drove into the manor.
In a taxi.
The driver's hands were shaking with excitement.
So many luxury cars are so scared that they don’t even dare to honk their horns. It’s so exciting.
"Little brother, you were so fierce just now!"
Ye Lan slowly exhaled a breath and said with a smile: "I just can't stand their faces!"
"It's you, will you be affected next?"
The driver grinned, "What influence can I have? When I get back, I will sell the taxi, and then I will sell my private car and take orders myself!"
Ye Lan hesitated for a moment and said, "When you get back, go find Kuntai from the Black Tiger Association and ask him to arrange a job for you. Tell him that it was Ye Lan who said it!"
The driver's eyes widened in surprise, and he said excitedly: "Don't worry, you can attend the banquet in peace later, I will wait for you outside!"
One million is enough to make a huge change in his life.
Unexpectedly, there was even a job introduction.
The Black Tiger Society is a force that has been on the rise recently!
"No, when you get to the door, you go back directly! There won't be peace here tonight!" Ye Lan said calmly.
The driver was stunned for a moment and seemed to understand something. He quickly said seriously: "Mr. Ye, don't worry, I'll just pretend I've never been here tonight!"
"Also, my name is Liu Chun, and I live in Apartment 207, Apartment 1301!"
Drivers show their loyalty by exposing their information.
Ye Lan smiled nonchalantly, "Don't worry, you'll be fine!"
While he was talking, the car had already arrived at the door of the villa.
The Huang family's manor covers an area of tens of thousands of acres, and more than ten villas are scattered throughout the manor.
As soon as the car stopped, a young man in a tuxedo came up to him in confusion.
"Are you here to attend Mrs. Huang's birthday party?"
Ye Lan handed over the phone without saying a word.
Seeing the electronic invitation above, Tuxedo quickly opened the car door and said, "Welcome Mr. Ye!"
Looking at Ye Lan with empty hands, he walked towards the trunk of the car.
Unexpectedly, the taxi kicked off the accelerator and drove away.
After being stunned for a while, the young man in tuxedo asked doubtfully: "Mr. Ye, where is your gift?"
Ye Lan was equally puzzled.
At this moment, I saw a table placed at the door, and an old man holding a pen and paper shouted loudly.
"The Zhang family in Jiangnan has cash of 9.99 million. I wish Mr. Huang a long life!"
Hearing this loud voice, Ye Lan suddenly smiled.
"What's wrong? I can't get in without the gift?"
There was a trace of disdain in the eyes of the young man in the tuxedo, but there was a formulaic smile on his face.
"How is that possible? Our Huang family doesn't care about extraterrestrial things!"
With that said, he shouted directly.
"Mr. Huang Jiaye, no gift!"
His voice was so loud that it instantly attracted everyone inside and outside the gate.
Everyone gave him a look of disdain.
Is the Huang family planning to break the jar?
Ye Lan smiled faintly and walked inside calmly.
