1083 Why Can't I Understand What You're Saying?

"It doesn't match." Lin Qianqian's face turned red to her ears as she hurriedly spoke with a cold face.

Ye Feng pretended to be surprised. "In that case, you are no longer…"

Lin Qianqian panicked. "Who says I'm not…"

Ye Feng was even more shocked now. "So, you are? Big sister, how old are you?"

Lin Qianqian was instantly embarrassed and angry. She quickly glanced at the driver in front. "Ye Feng, if you continue to spout nonsense, I… I'll fight it out with you."

"Can you beat me?"

"I…"

"Alright, don't be angry. It won't be good if you're angry and ruin your health."

"Humph!"

"Are you really still…"

"Get lost!"

"Yes, it looks like it. She's so angry. It's obvious that she's been holding it in for too long."

"Ah, I'm going to kill you!"

"..."

Perhaps Lin Qianqian was really angry. For a period of time after that, no matter what Ye Feng said to her, she would keep a straight face and ignore him.

After Ye Feng got the car, he brought her to a high-class restaurant.

The two of them had met that strange couple halfway through their meal. Later on, their appetite was affected by these two people in the private room and they didn't eat much. Now, they were indeed a little hungry.

Any angry girl would not be able to resist the temptation of delicious food. After Lin Qianqian saw so much delicious food, she began to eat it heartily.

Looking at her puffed-up cheeks, it was as if she wanted to eat Ye Feng until he collapsed.

Ye Feng waited until she was almost done eating before asking with a smile, "Are you not angry anymore?" 

"Humph!" Lin Qianqian snorted and turned her head to the side.

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled. "Just now, those two people were messing with us, you haven't even gotten to the point. Tell me, why did you call me out today?"

Lin Qianqian's expression softened a little, but she still did not give him a good look. "I'm going to Japan."

Ye Feng was stunned. "It can't be? I was just joking with you. Do you have to run away from home?"

Lin Qianqian glared at him. "It's not because of you. It's because of work."

Ye Feng was even more curious now. "You are in charge of the antique shop. Do you still need to go to Japan for a business trip?"

When Lin Qianqian talked about work, she immediately became serious. "We just received news that there's a big boss in Japan. Because his company has closed down, his assets have been cleared. He has a lot of collectibles that are ready to be sold at a discount. There are even many treasures that were leaked out of China in the past."

"We discussed it and decided to go to Japan to try our luck and see if we can pick up a few loopholes."

Ye Feng nodded as he listened. "This is indeed a serious matter. If we can really buy a few pieces, it would be a great contribution to our country. So that's why you're learning Japanese? Is it useful to cram at the last minute?"

Lin Qianqian finally understood why this guy had asked her to say 'yamatte'. She glared at him again. "Didn't you hear it before?"

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly. "I might be going to Japan soon. I will see if we can go together."

It was Lin Qianqian's turn to be shocked. "You're going to Japan too? What are you doing there?"

Ye Feng touched his nose. "You know that I am a talented person. I will go over there and see if I can apply for a male actor or something."

Lin Qianqian knew that he was starting to be indecent again. She stood up angrily and walked out. "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory."

Ye Feng immediately followed, "Stop right there, how can you talk to the boss like this? Do you believe that I will fire you?"

"Go ahead. I don't want to work under a wretched boss like you anyway."

"That... I didn't say I was going to fire you."

"Then what do you want to open?"

"Open the bud."

"What do you mean by opening the bud?"

"That's right... Have you ever received a delivery?"

"Yes."

"Opening the bud means breaking that membrane."

"Oh, that's good. I'll let you open my bud in the future."

"Ahem, actually, this one time is enough."

"Why?"

"Because… You know, that membrane is a non-regenerative resource."

"Why can't I understand what you're saying?"

"You'll understand when you grow up…"

Ye Feng was about to send Lin Qianqian back to the antique shop, but just as he was driving slowly, four or five supercars suddenly sped past him on his left.

Weng...

A hand reached out from the window of one of the black Ferrari 812 and gave him the middle finger.

Ye Feng could not be bothered with this kind of person, but at this moment, a system notification suddenly sounded in his ears: [System has detected an opportunity navigation, please follow the convoy ahead…]

The corners of his mouth immediately curled up slightly. It seemed that he had not experienced the feeling of racing for a while.

Although he was driving Chen Xuan's BMW today, which wasn't an ideal racing tool, it depended on who had it.

No matter how good a car was, without a good driver, it was just a pile of scrap metal.

"Let's go, I'll take you to race!"

"Ye Feng, what are you doing? Ah…"

Sou!

As Lin Qianqian screamed, the BMW sped away like a sharp sword.

..

"Brother Kun, there seems to be a pretty good girl in that BMW just now."

The man in the front passenger seat of the Ferrari 812 turned his head and said to the man with the crew cut who was driving.

"Haven't you seen a woman before?" The crew cut driver skillfully maneuvered the car like a fish swimming in the water. There was no sign of any setbacks.

"Brother Kun's skills are getting better and better. As expected of a man who can enter the Formula 1 championship. If it weren't for your old man's obstruction, you might have been the first Chinese to win the Formula 1 championship," the man in the passenger seat said with a regretful look.

"It's fine as long as I know that I have the ability. Why do I need a competition to prove myself?" the man with the crew cut said arrogantly.

"That's right, that's right. With Brother Kun's racing skills, I'm afraid there aren't many people in the country who can surpass you," the man in the passenger seat praised sincerely.

"What do you mean not many? Not a single one, unless he's not human!" the crew cut said the most arrogant words in a calm tone.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a red shadow suddenly flew past him on the left.

"D*mn, what the h*ll is that thing?"

Feng Shaokun was stunned for a few seconds before he saw clearly that it was a red BMW that had 'flown' past him.

"D*mn, isn't this the car from just now? Even a car can drive so fast?"

The man sitting in the passenger seat immediately exclaimed. He had just given the other party the middle finger. He must have angered the other party, so the other party chased after him.

At the same time, the voices of the rest of the convoy came from the walkie-talkie.

"What the h*ll? That BMW is too arrogant, isn't it? How dare you overtake our car? Kill him!"

"Then we must kill him. Who else can be arrogant in front of us?"

"Young Master Kun, give the order. Let's go and kill him together."

"Haha, just treat it as a warm-up match for tonight's game."

Feng Shaokun stared at the BMW in front of him and sneered. "I hate looking at other people's taillights the most. Then... Kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ferrari 812 suddenly accelerated and chased after him like a black lightning bolt.

The few supercars behind him also let out a deafening roar and followed him.