The next day, Su Tong and Yang Feifei took a taxi to the Sky City.

Because today is Monday and Xiaoxiao is going to school, Hei Shenwei has to pick her up and drop off with Xiaoxiao's special car.

Su's father was working on time and drove his second car to work early.

"It seems like I have to buy another car." Sitting behind the taxi, Su Tong thought, he and Yang Feifei were wearing masks, and the driver couldn't recognize him.

What's more, this taxi driver is a middle-aged uncle. He probably can't recognize Su Tong and Yang Feifei for showing their true faces.

People like middle-aged uncles know basically the group of middle-aged and elderly artists.

"Buy another car, the backyard will almost become a parking lot." Yang Feifei laughed secretly. The Su family has two cars, one little princess, and the family has three cars. Buying another car will make it a bit crowded.

"I am considering renovating the backyard and expanding it to the back mountain. I have already bought it. Open the back door and the electronic sensing door. The little princess, Xiaoyu and Xiaoxiao like to grow vegetables by themselves. If they don't expand, there will be less land for them to plant." Su Zhao had already made plans, but had not taken action yet.

"I heard you have been planning for a long time, so don't delay it. Don't you feel boring about Sky City all day long?" Yang Feifei said.

Su Tong thought for a while: "Okay, I have to bother my dad. He used to be a foreman and knew more people."

Yang Feifei poked Su Tong with her finger and said softly: "I don't have to buy a car. Sister Yaya and I have cars in Yandu. After coming here, I basically didn't move. Come over to you. Besides, if you buy a car, it's probably still more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan, which is too low. Reward yourself first, so you have more motivation to make money, right?"

Su Tong asked embarrassedly: "What kind of car is your and Sister Yaya in Yandu?"

"My Ferrari is Ferrari, and Sister Yaya's is Mercedes-Benz." Yang Feifei said in a low voice, and after saying that, she was embarrassed to add: "My Ferrari is a sports car, red."

"Ah?" Su Tong didn't know much about the car, but knew that Ferrari sports cars should be more expensive, so she asked in surprise: "How much does it cost?"

"Two...more than 20 million." Yang Feifei said in a low voice. After saying that, she was afraid that Su Zhao would be unhappy, so she quickly explained: "Don't say I'm a loser. You have told me that making money is for spending money."

The taxi driver was listening to the conversation between Su Tong and Yang Feifei.

When he heard Yang Feifei's words, his feet trembled and his speed flew up. Fortunately, it was an old driver and he quickly adjusted back.

Damn, rich people.

How much is his taxi?

About one hundred thousand.

Even if he drives a taxi for his whole life, he will not be able to earn a Ferrari sports car from Yang Feifei.

"What's the relationship between these two people? The rich woman keeps a young man?" The driver muttered to himself, but the rich woman was too kind to the young man.

Made, people are so angry that they are more popular.

The old driver Qiu Fu's mind aroused, so he wanted to drive the car under the truck.

"That Ferrari is coming to Haibin City. It's a waste to buy such an expensive car without using it." Su Tong felt pain.

"Really?" Yang Feifei was excited. Since she learned about Su Tong's personality, Yang Feifei dared not tell Su Tong how much she was in the past, for fear of being disliked by Su Tong.

"Of course, it's best if you drive to work every day and let the children in the company see it. Maybe they will aim at you and generate unlimited motivation." Su Zhao said.

"Thank you, boss." Yang Feifei said happily. She likes sports cars, and she likes speed and passion.

When she saw the video of Su Tong racing in West Lake City, she felt itchy and wanted Su Tong to take her to fly.

She didn't dare to drive like that.

Hearing Yang Feifei's words, the taxi driver glared at him, "Isn't Su Tong a slut?"

Made, I don’t understand the world of rich people.

"I'm asking Yandu's Dalong to check my car for me." Yang Feifei asked.

"Thank you, come here, I'll enjoy it too." Su Tong was eager to try.

When he saw the majestic posture and elegance of Lamborghini racing in West Lake City, he actually wanted to live up to the sports car.

"Let me enjoy it." Yang Feifei begged.

"Ride racing is dangerous." Su Tong believed in himself, but there were important people sitting beside him, so he did not dare to take risks easily.

"I haven't ejaculated myself yet." Yang Feifei's eyes rolled, but the meaning was obvious. If Su Tong didn't take her, she might want to ejaculate herself.

"Okay, I'll take you, you must not drive too fast by yourself." Su Zhao reminded.

"I don't dare to drive too fast either." Yang Feifei laughed, then couldn't wait to take out her cell phone and call Dalong.

Dalong is now a prospective father. His wife's due date is February next year. He is very comfortable and at Yandu. After receiving a call from Yang Feifei, he went to do it immediately and checked out Sister Yaya and Yang Feifei's cars.

After a while, I went to the Sky City and checked the development progress of the TT game team, Su Tong went to Yang Feifei's place.

He is preparing to go to Haibincheng Academy of Art to pick up Xiaoyu. Today is Monday, and Friday night is the finals of the fourth season of "The King of Masked Singer".

In order to let Xiaoyu meet the finals in the best condition, she has to be picked up today.

Rest and adjust your status.

"I'll go with you and discuss music together." Yang Feifei is much more idle than Su Tong. After the summer vacation, the trainees returned to school to attend classes and only came over the weekend, which made her busy on the weekends.

"Okay, I don't have a car today, so I'll be with you." Su Tong didn't refuse. He was going to borrow Yang Feifei's car to pick Xiaoyu up and throw Yang Feifei to the Sky City. He would have to come to pick her up at that time.

After lunch outside, it was two o'clock in the afternoon, Su Tong and Yang Feifei drove to Haibincheng Art Institute.

Many students from art colleges have wealth at home. Yang Feifei's Toyota is relatively ordinary and it doesn't attract any attention when driving in.

Su Tong drove straight to the office building of the Department of Economics and Management, and Xiaoyu was waiting for him there.

The school leaders said that they had to meet him no matter how hard they were. Xiaoyu was not very willing. Su Tong felt that if he wanted Xiaoyu to get more privileges, it would be better for him to come forward.

The Economic and Management Department is a small department, with a small office building, and two houses with two floors each stand alone.

The Audi car was parked in front of the office building, and several people immediately rushed out of the office.

Because Xiaoyu was also in the office, she recognized Yang Feifei's car and was the first to come out, and several teachers followed her.

Su Tong drove down the car door and saw a few old acquaintances, including Director Ma, Director Chen Deshan and Director Huang Meiyan, there was also an old man led by him, who had never seen him last time.

"Saint Su, you are finally here, you can wait for us."

Chen Deshan was warmer than any teacher, smiling all over his face, walked a few steps up, snatched Su Zhao's hand with both hands and clenched it tightly.

Su Tong was a little embarrassed. The contrast between treatment was too big. I still remember that Chen Deshan almost beat him out the last time he came.
Chapter completed!