Recast youth

Chapter 1293

"I'm suddenly curious about something now."

When Chen Huang saw Ye Feng hang up the phone, he smiled and handed him a cigarette.

Ye Feng lit the cigarette and asked, "What are you curious about?"

"I'm curious about Feng Zheng's reaction."

Chen Huang said with a smile: "Feng Zheng usually has a dead face everywhere he goes, with no expression at all. How do you think he would react when he saw your car? Will he not be able to help laughing?"

"Not good."

Ye Feng was really not sure about Feng Zheng's reaction. After all, this guy's mental quality and nerves were so strong that he might not even react at all if a plane dropped from the sky in front of him.

At this time, Feng Zheng and Lin Rui came out of the corridor. Lin Rui greeted Ye Feng and Chen Huang from a distance, calling him Third Brother and Brother Huang.

Feng Zheng glanced at Ye Feng, who was empty-handed, a little confused, but didn't say anything.

Ye Feng also deliberately didn't say anything for a while, and then came to the side of the Mercedes-Benz G. It was also because of this that Feng Zheng and Lin Rui's attention was suddenly brought to the Mercedes-Benz G parked in the parking space.

Is the Mercedes-Benz Big G good-looking?

It can be said that there is no other model on the market that is similar to the Mercedes-Benz Big G. Lin Rui was the first to react.

"Damn it, Mercedes-Benz Big G."

Lin Rui recognized the black Mercedes-Benz G500 at a glance. He almost drooled. This car was his ultimate dream. He couldn't help but circle around the car.

Then he asked Ye Feng: "Third brother, you bought a new one."

It is understandable for Lin Rui to think so. First, Ye Feng's bulletproof Mercedes-Benz was hit and is still being repaired at the 4S shop. Since it is a bulletproof steel plate, it seems to have to be specially made, so it makes sense for Ye Feng to buy another off-road vehicle. Second, the Mercedes-Benz G500 cost nearly 200 million to hit the road. No matter how big his imagination was, he could not imagine that Ye Feng was going to give this car to Feng Zheng.

"Well, I bought it new."

Ye Feng nodded. Although this Mercedes-Benz G was going to be given to Feng Zheng, there was nothing wrong with buying it new. The main reason was that after Chen Huang's reminder, Ye Feng also wanted to take a look when Feng Zheng sat in the driver's seat. , and then tell him that this car was bought for him, what is his reaction?

Chen Huang was also looking at Feng Zheng's expression.

Feng Zheng had no expression...

When he came to the side of the Mercedes-Benz G, he stood behind Ye Feng and looked at the black Mercedes-Benz. The plain surface and simple straight lines gave the G-class car a unique style.

It not only has clear and concise visual effects and strong visual impact, but also has a strong sense of solemnity.

Tsk tsk, there is really no reaction at all.

Chen Huang looked at Feng Zheng's cold side face and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Then he exchanged glances with Ye Feng. Ye Feng was not in a hurry and got into the passenger seat and asked Feng Zheng to get in and take a look.

Feng Zheng got in the car.

Ye Feng asked: "How do you feel about this car?"

"Quite good looking."

Feng Zheng touched the steering wheel and said briefly.

Ye Feng asked again: "Will it be held?"

"meeting."

Feng Zheng said coolly again, but he was a little confused in his heart. This Mercedes-Benz G is an automatic transmission car. How could he not drive it?

Ye Feng lit a cigarette, laughed and said, "This car is for you."

Feng Zheng was stunned for a moment.

He was not a fool. He still knew that the Mercedes-Benz Big G was worth nearly 200 million, but Ye Feng actually said that it was given to him. Feng Zheng also confirmed that he heard this sentence correctly. He couldn't help but turn to look at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "What? Are you not satisfied?"

"No, I'm quite satisfied."

Feng Zheng shook his head, and then put his hands on the steering wheel again. This time, Feng Zheng's eyes and feelings when he looked at the car had all changed. As for his expression, he still didn't.

There is no sadness.

no joy.

Some just tightened their hands on the steering wheel.

Just as Ye Feng would not care about anything with him, Feng Zheng would not care about anything with Ye Feng. He said that the car was given to him and he got out without being polite or saying no.

"You should get familiar with the car first. Chen Huang and I went to see the car with you early in the morning. We are tired. Let's go up and have a drink of water." Seeing that Feng Zheng didn't speak, Ye Feng stretched, then got out of the car, and then said to Feng Zheng said: "By the way, which license plate do you want, Dongzhou's or Yanjing's? It may be a little troublesome to get the license plate out of the province. If you want to get Dongzhou's license plate, I can give you Chen Huang's license plate. Use it as a deck, and you can keep speeding along the way, but points will be deducted anyway."

"Fuck."

Chen Huang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but said: "Who can cheat on my brothers like you?"

"It's okay. You have a big boss, a strong background, and you don't need this little money." Ye Feng said to Chen Huang with a smile.

Feng Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Just get the Yanjing license plate. The car will drive the same wherever you go."

"Well, okay, I'll take you to the vehicle management office to get your license plate later."

Ye Feng got out of the car, and then Chen Huang followed suit. Lin Rui didn't want to get out of the car. He also wanted to see the new Mercedes-Benz G500. When he first heard Ye Feng say that this car was given to Feng Zheng, he first thought he had heard it wrong. , followed by deep envy, envy to the extreme.

In the circle around you.

Ye Feng doesn't need much, imported Maybach, Mercedes-Benz S600, Chen Huang's garage has more than a dozen luxury cars, needless to say Hou Yao, George Button, any car placed in front of it will not lose its grade.

As for Zhou Yihang, although he doesn’t have a car in Yanjing, there’s no need to ask. Zhou Yihang must have a good car in Hangzhou, but he thinks Yanjing is too congested and doesn’t like to drive by himself. Either Hou Yao will pick him up or take a taxi. I didn’t buy a car.

But Lin Rui didn't stay still. After being pulled by Chen Huang, he got out of the car voluntarily. Moreover, he was only envious but not jealous. After all, he got Feng Zheng's car by his own ability.

Killing someone in New York saved Ye Feng's life.

More than half a month ago, he held his gun at gunpoint and saved Ye Feng's dignity, and even saved his life, so he was fully qualified to take Ye Feng's Mercedes-Benz G worth 200 million.

that's it.

Ye Feng, Chen Huang, and Lin Rui got into the car. As soon as they entered the elevator, Chen Huang started talking: "This Feng Zheng is really a man who doesn't express his emotions or anger. He has no expression at all. Bull ratio.”

"His personality is like this, he is rather boring."

Ye Feng said that the reason why he brought Chen Huang and the others back was because he saw that Feng Zheng actually liked this car. When he heard that the Mercedes-Benz Big G was given to him, the intensity of his touch on the steering wheel changed.

So Ye Feng thought, give Feng Zheng some time alone, and wait until he gets over it before taking him to the vehicle management office to get his license plate. Anyway, there is nothing else to do except buying a car all day long.

downstairs.

Feng Zheng was still sitting in the car, touching the walnut and leather steering wheel. The entire central control was also made of dark red walnut. It had a CD drive and could watch movies.

There is also a long pull ring on the passenger side that can be pulled by hand.

The space in the car is also very large.

Feng Zheng hasn't said a word since Ye Feng and the others got off the bus until now. He lit one and then dialed Feng Sande's number. His voice was a little low: "Third Master."

"You bitch, you finally remembered to call me. How is your arm?" Feng Sande cursed when he received Feng Zheng's call. Ye Feng told him that Feng Zheng had been shot in the arm more than half a month ago. He had been thinking about it. I called Feng Zheng, but in the end he didn't call. As a result, it took more than half a month for this bitch to call.

Feng Zheng said: "It's ready."

"Okay, that's all. Be smarter when doing things next time. Otherwise, if I'm not by your side, you'll just act like a ghost." Feng Sande was still cursing on the phone. Although he was also very concerned, he still didn't want to talk to him. Feng Zheng said a gentle word, but expressed his concern through scolding.

"understood."

Feng Zheng understood the mistress' concern and why he didn't ask more about his injuries. After being silent for two seconds, he said, "The boss gave me a car."

"I gave you a car, what kind of car?" Feng Sande didn't take it seriously yet.

Feng Zheng said: "Mercedes-Benz G500."

Feng Sande knows about Mercedes-Benz, but he doesn’t know what the Mercedes-Benz G500 is. But Mercedes-Benz is enough. Even the worse Mercedes-Benz costs 40 to [-] yuan, right?
"Well, if the boss gives you a car, you have to know something about it. This person is in love with each other. If you are good to him, he will give you the car, you know? Don't drag me along just because you did something for the boss. If you use Wan Si as capital, there are many people in the country who can fight better than a piece of shit like you. To be honest, how much does a human life cost?"

Then Feng Sande pretended not to care and asked: "How much does this Mercedes-Benz G cost? It's 40 to [-], right?"

"It's a Mercedes-Benz G500, an off-road vehicle."

Feng Zheng corrected Feng Sande and then said: "It will cost almost 200 million to land."

Quiet.

Unusually quiet.

On the phone, Feng Sande was silent for 5 seconds, and then the curse came from the phone: "200 million, how dare you ask for it? You really think that there is smoke coming out of the Feng family's ancestral tomb, you Do you know how much 200 million is?"

"He wants it if he gives it to me." Feng Zheng said in a low voice.

"Forget it, just accept it. It's okay if he doesn't argue with you."

Feng Sande stopped cursing, and then said with a slightly cheerful tone: "Maybe there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave at home. If not, when I go back during the Chinese New Year, I will put a fire on the grave to make it smoke."

(End of this chapter)