Chapter 29, $675 million!

PS: There is another chapter later, please collect it!

"Qiulanduo" is a famous Italian-style restaurant in Pudong. It is not far from the Soul Club and is not a ten-minute drive away, but Tang Kejia has walked for nearly half an hour. She just wanted to stay with Lin Feng more. Lin Feng didn't care. She sat in the car and chatted without saying a word, which made Tang Kejia feel I feel very warm.

When Tang Kejia parked the car and the two jumped out of the car. A huge Chinese and English "Qiu Lan Duo" poster was like a piece of glass attached to the wall. The whole poster was mainly coffee tones, showing the internal characteristics and structure. On the poster, there was a beautiful woman in work clothes and grinning, which looked very big. Mouth star Yao Chen.

The door of the restaurant is full of luxury cars of all kinds. The most eye-catching is a convertible sports car with a bright black front, reflecting a dazzling light. The double seat and the chassis are close to the ground without symbols on it. Lin Feng, who is well-informed, looked at the car and frowned slightly, "What a fucking pretentious." Lin Feng cursed in his heart disdainfully. He hates people who show off their wealth more than him.

Tang Kejia frowned when he saw the sports car.

"What's wrong?" Lin Feng noticed the change of the latter and asked.

"No...it's okay!" Tang Kejia said very uncomfortablely.

"Is it really okay?" There must be something in her heart. Lin Feng thought of it and pretended to be okay. If there is really any problem, find someone to smash the car, but who is she looking for? After thinking about it for a long time, I have to do it myself.

"It's really okay. Let's go in." Tang Kejia smiled forcely, unnaturally tightened his clothes, and pulled Lin Feng to the entrance.

Maybe it is because of noon, walking into the restaurant, just like the poster, the whole restaurant is full of coffee tones. Five rows of neat tables and chairs are arranged in the hall, three rows in the middle, and the two rows against the wall on both sides are covered with curtains, giving people a private space. There are two small brown lights hanging above each table. In the dining room With the famous Italian light music, it floats in my ears, which is very soothing. There are almost no empty seats in the whole hall. Although there are many people, it is very quiet inside. Each table is full of two people sitting on a chair drinking juice and whispering and laughing at each other.

"Do you have an appointment?" An average-like waiter asked with a smile when he saw Lin Feng coming in.

"No..." Lin Feng replied with a smile.

"I have a membership card." Tang Kejia took out a golden membership card from her LV bag and smiled at Lin Feng and said.

The waiter's eyes suddenly shined, golden card? This is not something that everyone can have. The waiter immediately bent down and said more politely, "Please come this way." The waiter took them to the innermost VIP small room, saying that the private room was just a small space covered by curtains.

While Tang Kejia walked into the small bag room, a pair of eyes looked out through the curtain, and the corners of a dangerous mouth rose slightly.

"I'm sorry, other places are full, and this is the only place left." The waiter explained.

"It's okay." Lin Feng opened the chair for Tang Kejia very gentlemanly. When Tang Kejia walked in and pushed in, he spread the folded napkin and carefully on the latter's leg, which made the latter very useful. Lin Feng went to Tang Kejia and sat down and spread the tablecloth.

"What can I ask you two?"

"A bottle of 85-year-old Lafite." Tang Kejia said.

After a while, the waiter brought two goblets and a bottle of red wine. Lin Feng didn't know what was written on the bottle, but he knew that it was a French specialty in 1985. He opened the lid, and suddenly a smell of wine floated, which made Lin Feng's heart. What a long-lost taste. Remember the last time he drank this The wine was still three years ago.

Each waiter poured half a cup and left it to their two-person world.

At this time, three people walked in from outside. At present, one person is thin and strong, 1.78 meters tall, with long bangs similar to Lin Feng, white skin, wearing a dark blue suit, a tie around his neck, and a pair of pointed scalp shoes on his feet. Looking at Tang Kejia, and then looking at Lin Feng sitting beside him , followed by two people dressed similarly. The current person looked at Lin Feng with a meaningful mouth and said, "Tut, I said that I haven't seen you for so long. It turns out that I'm looking for a little white face."

Seeing Han Qing, Tang Kejia's little face suddenly turned cold. The cup he had just raised was put down again and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"When he saw an old friend coming, he naturally came to say hello, hehe~~" Han Qing said with a smile, but it could be seen that he was very afraid of Tang Kejia.

"You are not welcome here. Please disappear in front of my eyes immediately." Tang Kejia said unhaps.

"I'm not here for you, I'm looking for him." Han Qing knew that he was not the woman's opponent, so he had to point the finger at Lin Feng, who sat aside without saying a word.

Lin Feng sat aside and looked at the man in front of him silently. Presumably, this is the man who makes Tang Kejia uncomfortable. I really don't know what he can do, but on the surface, he has the capital to make Lin Feng despise. He is even more handsome than me. If he gets involved with me, I will beat you so that you don't even recognize your wife. . Before I finished thinking about it, this guy really made trouble.

"Sneak" and didn't wait for Lin Feng to respond. Tang Kejia suddenly stood up, picked up the glass and splashed the wine inside on the latter's face. The latter inadvertently took all the wine on his face. "I'm saying it again, please leave immediately and don't force me to do it." Tang Kejia's voice even reached the freezing point.

"You-----" Han Qing was hit by Tang Kejia, pointed to the latter "you" and didn't dare to continue talking for a long time, and then pointed to Lin Feng, "Look!" Then shake your arms and leave.

Lin Feng was stunned. This has something to do with me. "Wait."

"What's the matter?" Hearing Lin Feng's voice, Han Qing quickly stopped and looked at the latter. Tang Kejia did not dare to offend him, but he could be angry with this boy.

Lin Feng stood up quietly and looked at the latter with a smile and asked, "Is the super cool sports car outside yours?"

He was stared at by his eyes and felt very uncomfortable, but Han Qing still stiffened his chest and nodded proudly and said, "It's mine, how about it?"

"Very COOL!" Lin Feng praised and grabbed 85 Lafite on the table and walked out. Tang Kejia, Han Qing and others did not know what medicine was sold in the latter's gourd and followed him out.

With the support of these four people, it immediately caused a sensation in the restaurant. Watching the bustle is a unique bad hobby of Chinese people. Many people left their seats and walked out to watch the play.

When Lin Feng walked out of the restaurant, a large number of people had followed him, which shocked Lin Feng himself.

Lin Feng walked to the sports car, raised the bottle in his hand and smashed it hard at the front of the sports car. With a bang, the bottle broke, and the blood-red ** suddenly dispersed, splashed a splash, and a deep mark was made on the front of the car.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene, and some people saw excitement, excitement and blood boiling. This sports car would cost at least millions, and millions of cars were smashed like this. This boy has guts, admiration and idols. This is Lin Feng's positioning in the center of everyone.

"Uh~~" Tang Kejia looked at Lin Feng's move and was stunned, followed by a "haha" smile. Unexpectedly, regardless of the image of a lady, he climbed up the front of the car with Lin Feng's shoulder and stepped on a few feet fiercely with her sharp high heels. The sound of "bang" continued. With the sound, it will leave a deep in the car body. The depression.

"You----" Han Qing looked at his beloved sports car and almost lost his anger. This was shipped by his father in the United States, worth 6.75 million US dollars and 6.75 million US dollars. It's over.