Chapter 653 The most luxurious light bulb in the world

"Friend, I really don't want you to sit down, right?" Putting the last piece of glutinous rice cake in his mouth, Qin Luo raised his head and looked at the young man with a smile. .

Qin Luo has seen a lot of people digging walls. But this is the first time Qin Luo has seen him wielding a hoe unscrupulously.

"Hello friend, my name is Lin Yitao, nice to meet you." The young man extended his right hand to Qin Luo as he spoke.

Lin Yitao? Never heard of such a person!

"Qin Luo, but I don't want to know you." Qin Luo said blankly.

The man was not angry with Qin Luo's cold words, and his face was filled with a faint smile from beginning to end: "What kind of work do you do, classmate?"

"Killing pigs." Qin Luo laughed.

"Classmates are really good at joking." Lin Yitao raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.

"You think I'm joking?"

"Is not it."

"Congratulations, you guessed it right, I'm really not." Qin Luo smiled.

"..." Lin Yitao's mouth twitched, and a few strands of anger appeared on his gentle face.

"Student Qin is really humorous."

"Humor is now a prerequisite for being a teacher." Qin Luo laughed.

teacher?

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Lin Yitao's mouth lifted lightly, and there was a trace of disdain on his face.

"I didn't expect classmate Qin to become a teacher at such a young age. He really has a bright future." As he spoke, Lin Yitao took out the key from his pocket and put it on the table at will.

He placed it in a very clever position, just so that Qin Luo and Ou Yilin could see it at the same time.

Benz! Show off your wealth?

Qin Luo's eyes suddenly narrowed.

As a professor with billions of dollars, what Qin Luo hates most is the kind of person who shows off his wealth.

"To drive a Mercedes-Benz at such a young age, Mr. Lin is really young and promising." While speaking, Qin Luo calmly put the car keys on the table.

Porsche!

Looking at the familiar shield logo, Lin Yitao's eyelids jumped wildly.

But in the next second, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Luo seriously.

With ordinary clothes and ordinary temperament, no matter from any angle, he does not look like a local tyrant.

He can be sure that Qin Luo must be pretending to be forceful.

"Classmate, are you a lighter?" Lin Yitao said with a smile.

"Wrong, he is a light bulb." Qin Luo picked up the key and pressed it.

"Beep." Outside the restaurant, the headlights of a Porsche 911 suddenly came on.

"To be honest, I have never driven this car twice since I bought it. Usually, I use it as a light bulb." Qin Luo said with a smile, the corners of his mouth raised.

Bulb?

God what a light bulb.

Someone use 911 headlights for the light bulbs in their homes?

At this moment, Lin Yitao felt like he had eaten shit.

After a long silence, he spoke again, and said with disdain: "I can't see that Qin is still a rich second-generation student."

Rich second generation?

Qin Luo thought about it seriously, he really wasn't.

"Actually, I am a rich generation." Qin Luo said with a serious face.

I have an MMP, I don't know if I should say it or not.

Looking at Qin Luo's immature appearance, Lin Yitao said that he didn't believe that Qin Luo was the so-called rich generation.

"Classmate, before you brag, can you make a draft first?" Lin Yitao said disdainfully.

Emmmmm, Qin Luo smiled slightly, an expression that I knew you would think so.