Top Master

Just as Han Xiaoming was about to say something, Sun Feifei couldn't help but sneer.    

    

"What's there to promote for a poor university student to get into the top three? What a joke!"    

    

"Also, Han Xiaoming, you don't want to introduce him to me, do you?"    

    

"If you really think so, then I will tell you the most direct answer. He is not worthy!"    

    

"What right does he have to be with me? Hm? "    

    

"My family is a supplier, and I have plenty of money. There are two cars worth 500,000 yuan. Why is he with me? "    

    

"I'm not laughing at him. Just the two cars in my family are enough for him to work for decades. He might not even be able to afford them for the rest of his life!"    

    

"You dare to introduce such a cheap car to me? You don't know shame!"    

    

Zhao Quan had not even taken a fancy to Sun Feifei. Didn't she say anything?    

    

However, Sun Feifei actually spoke first, and she spoke in a malicious manner. She was trying her best to show off her superiority in front of Zhao Quan.    

    

What the f * ck? Who the f * ck do you think you are?    

    

However, since the other party was a little girl, Zhao Quan was too lazy to argue with her.    

    

After patting Han Xiaoming on the shoulder, Zhao Quan said, "Let's go and eat."    

    

Han Xiaoming only thought that Zhao Quan had suffered a blow and quickly said, "Brother, brother, don't..."    

    

Before he could finish his words, Sun Feifei spoke from the side.    

    

"At least you have some eyesight. You know that you are trash."    

    

"Alright. Sister won't talk about you anymore. We are almost done eating. Let's go and sing karaoke together. Sister will treat us!"    

    

She was very proud and generous. Sun Feifei's wealth could only be displayed in front of people like Han Xiaoming and Zhao Quan. Therefore, it was rare for her to show off to satisfy her vanity. She was very happy to do so.    

    

Without giving her a chance to explain, Sun Feifei left 300 yuan on the table and called Han Xiaoming and Wu Chunyu out.    

    

"And you, little trash. Let's go together. I don't need your plate."    

    

Looking at Sun Feifei's proud look, Zhao Quan really didn't know what to say.    

    

There were many poor people in the world, but there were also many rich people. Why was Sun Feifei so stunned when she caught one?    

    

It seemed like her parents had never warned her. Her family was really poor, and it was not worth mentioning at all.    

    

When they went out, Sun Feifei and Wu Chunyu were waiting by the road. They wanted to take a taxi.    

    

Han Xiaoming kept persuading Zhao Quan in front of him, "Bro, don't be angry. It's not like that. This is nothing!"    

    

As Han Xiaoming spoke, Zhao Quan smiled at him, then took out his phone and called Lu Dong.    

    

The content of the call was very simple, "Come and pick me up."    

    

In less than two minutes. There was a rumbling sound, and then a dark blue Bugatti Veyron stopped at the entrance of the restaurant.    

    

Seeing this super sports car worth 20 million, Sun Feifei and Wu Chunyu's eyes lit up.    

    

Both of them were pretty. So now, they were all looking forward to the rich second generation taking a fancy to them.    

    

In fact, after the door opened, Lu Dong got out of the car and walked towards them.    

    

As Lu Dong walked closer and closer, Sun Feifei and Wu Chunyu became more and more excited.    

    

They were rich young masters and rich second generation. As long as they could fancy them, their wealth and wealth for the rest of their lives would be at their fingertips!    

    

However... the reality was clearly different from what the two of them thought.    

    

In the next moment, Lu Dong came in front of Zhao Quan and nodded respectfully. "Boss."    

    

Zhao Quan nodded and patted Han Xiaoming on the shoulder. "I'll be leaving first. Have fun."    

    

After saying that, Zhao Quan got into the car. Lu Dong went to the driver's side and drove away.    

    

Looking at the Bugatti Veyron speeding away, Sun Feifei and Wu Chunyu were dumbfounded.    

    

They never thought that the rich second generation in their eyes was just a driver.    

    

The real rich one was Zhao Quan, who had just been beaten up by Sun Feifei.