C174 Cauda
C174 Cauda
Although he paid for the house, Liu Jie still went in.
How could Ye Feng not care about the fact that an honest man was forced by money to such an extent?
And more importantly, Ye Feng also wanted to let his subordinates know that he was not an ungrateful person.
The reason why Zhang Yang had reminded him today was probably because he felt sad for his friend.
Although Ye Feng knew that he was thinking too much, it was still necessary to win the hearts of the people.
Zhang Yang wanted to reply but his expression suddenly changed. He did not have the time to warn Ye Feng before he felt the car violently shake.
Caught off guard, Ye Feng's head slammed into the front row of chairs.
This collision made Ye Feng feel dizzy, and he was unable to recover his senses for a long time.
The frightened Zhang Yang did not have time to see what had happened and turned around to ask hurriedly, "Boss Ye, are you alright?"
Ye Feng shook his head with difficulty, and then took a deep breath in pain.
He touched his forehead, and a large bump appeared on it.
Ye Feng was so angry that he was on the verge of tears.
His car wasn't even in the middle of the road. Was he blind?
The flustered Ye Feng opened the car door and rushed out. Seeing that, Zhang Yang hurriedly got off the car and followed him.
"… …"
The one chasing after Ye Feng was a red BMW.
Because Ye Feng's car did not start, and the other party's speed was not too fast, when Ye Feng got off the car, the driver of the BMW also got off safely.
Seeing Ye Feng walking towards him in a flustered manner, the other side knew that he was the mastermind and quickly apologized: "Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I just …"
When Ye Feng saw the other party's appearance, he knew that this tail wasn't strange at all. Oh, what a female chauffeur!
And it was a young female driver!
The title of Road Killer was definitely not for nothing, especially since it didn't look like someone who was old enough to drive.
Ye Feng also couldn't be bothered to get angry. Encountering such a person could only be considered his bad luck.
Feeling a headache coming on, Ye Feng did not want to talk to her further, so he asked directly, "Should I look for an insurance company or a private company?"
"Let's settle this privately!" The other party replied without thinking.
Ye Feng was not surprised. He didn't even have his license plate and didn't even have a plate on him. It was clear from one look that he was going to get a new car.
It would be weird if the insurance was not effective.
Without saying much to her, Ye Feng turned around to Zhang Yang who was looking at the car, "Zhang Yang, how much is the repair cost?"
Zhang Yang calculated for a while and replied, "About 80 thousand."
Zhang Yang was being honest, Ye Feng's car was a Mercedes-Benz S600, even a slight scraping would cost a few thousand yuan, not to mention that the rear bumper was dented.
When Zhang Yang finished his sentence, the female driver exclaimed with her mouth wide open, "80 thousand! Isn't this too much? "
Ye Feng immediately frowned. He was already unhappy because of a headache, but now, he was even more unhappy.
"Then call the police and let the traffic police and insurance company handle it."
Ye Feng was too lazy to talk to this kind of person. Since you're driving a BMW, how can you not recognize what car I'm driving?
The rear bumper had been flattened, and the paint on the front had been worn out a little. The repair paint was all off, 80 thousand was really not a lot.
Even people with brains wouldn't be able to think of something like this. If Ye Feng could drive a car worth more than a million yuan, how could he possibly scam others for tens of thousands of dollars?
When the female driver heard that they were going to call the police, she hurriedly said, "Don't call the police, let's keep it private. Can't we talk about the price?"
Ye Feng was so angry that he started laughing. Do you think this is a market? Bargaining? Is that interesting?
Without saying anything, Ye Feng took out his phone and prepared to get the traffic police to deal with it.
Who would have thought that the female driver would suddenly rush over and snatch Ye Feng's phone, then she begged, "Don't call the police, I'll pay you, okay?"
Ye Feng frowned, it was not because his phone was stolen, but because his opponent's reaction was too intense.
It was just a minor accident. Even if he didn't have the license plate, there was no need to be so nervous.
Ye Feng looked at her doubtfully, and then looked at the car. There was no doubt that this was a new car, could it be a car of unknown origin?
The more he thought about it, the more Ye Feng felt like this. Even if it wasn't stolen, there must be another reason. Otherwise, why would he be so afraid of the police?
The female driver must have noticed Ye Feng's vigilance and realized that she was too excited. She first returned the phone to Ye Feng, then explained pitifully: "I don't have a driver's license."
Ye Feng stared at her for a while and almost cursed.
Unlicensed driving, unlicensed vehicle, female driver …
With these three things combined, he was lucky not to have been run over.
Ye Feng was wondering if he should go to the temple to pay his respects to the Bodhisattva. His luck was too good.
Although he was skeptical of the female driver's words, Ye Feng was too lazy to pursue the matter any further.
It didn't matter if the driver stole the car or stole it, or didn't want to be caught by the police without a driver's license, all of this had nothing to do with Ye Feng.
As long as the enemy paid the money, Ye Feng would not be in charge of other things.
Seeing the female chauffeur stand there in a daze after paying her money, Ye Feng impatiently urged: "Can't you hurry up a little? I still have things to do in a bit."
Only then did the female driver come back to her senses. She glanced at Ye Feng and said with a bitter face, "Wait a moment, I don't have that much money on me. I'll call my friend and guarantee that I'll pay you back."
"Lending money?"
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, there was no need to cry like that.
You're a rich girl who drives a BMW, and you still want to borrow tens of thousands of dollars?
If he were to hit his own car while riding a tricycle, Ye Feng would just forget about what he had just said.
However, a rich girl like you who doesn't take human life seriously would only make Ye Feng feel even more disgust and not sympathy.
Ye Feng glanced at her with disdain and said lightly, "Do whatever you want, but hurry up."
The female chauffeur's face turned even more bitter. Was the bastard in front of her even a little bit of sympathy?
80 thousand, as a fresh graduate, his internship salary was only 2500 months. Even if he saved up for a year, he wouldn't be able to save up that much.
But she couldn't reason with him, and there was nowhere to say it.
Driving an unlicensed vehicle without a license, if they were caught, it would definitely be detaining the car.
It would be fine if she was detained, but if her best friend's new car was detained, she would definitely kill someone.
Although her best friend wanted to kill her now that her new car had been hit, she couldn't continue to provoke her best friend. Under the double stimulation, she was afraid that her best friend wouldn't be able to take it anymore.
After sighing for a while, the female driver had no choice but to call her best friend.
In a short period of time, it seemed that his best friend was the only one who could offer him 80 thousand to save him.
Ye Feng was not interested in eavesdropping when the female driver called. He turned around and told Zhang Yang, "We'll go to Liu Jie's house later. We won't be going today."
Zhang Yang nodded. It was not suitable to go today.
As the two of them were talking, the female driver's voice suddenly sounded a bit more relaxed, "You two come at the same time. I'm worried about losing people."
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows. Zhang Yang said uncertainly, "What? Are you trying to call for help?"