Chapter 165: Director Qi's phone

Bai Fangfei was startled when she heard the words, staring straight ahead.

After waiting for a while, they realized that there was really no car daring

to jump in. Even if there were lumps behind, they all avoided the car

automatically.

However, Lu Mian just got in that car!

This unscientific!

Bai Fangfei was not convinced: "It's not a luxury car..."

"Possibly, this is the fun of the rich..." Old Li sighed.

The car's logo "Blue" is an illusion, a third-rate brand, and a top-tier

manufacturing. At first glance, it really looks like an ordinary car with

little reputation, but everyone from the engine to the car accessories is top-

notch manufacturing.

The shell of this car is bulletproof.

Ordinary people don't know that these are normal, but they are drivers, it is

impossible not to understand them.

Strange to say, this was the second such car he had seen in Wucheng.

It seems that there are so many low-key rich people in Wucheng.

The driver Lao Li's words caused Bai Fangfei's dissatisfaction. They were

talking about the car, but what Bai Fangfei thought was that her dignified

daughter of the Bai family was actually overwhelmed by Lu Mian. The driver

also helped Lu Mian speak.

"It's a lie..." She snorted lowly.

Old Li didn't care about her, and smiled and asked: "Miss, was that your

classmate just now? I think you talked to her."

"Ok."

"Miss is really lucky to be classmates with such a person..."

"..."

Bai Fangfei's face was as embarrassed as she swallowed a fly.

She glared at the car in front again, and she couldn't see the situation in

the car when she looked left and right, and she immediately thought about it.

The car that came to pick up Lu Mian might not necessarily belong to Lu Mian.

Who knows what's causing the mess...

"Uncle Li, don't go home yet. Follow the car in front to see where they are

going!"

"?"

——

Lu Mian got into the car and leaned in the back seat lazily in a comfortable

posture.

The front-row driver Dongyang, a twenty-three-year-old young man, looked back

and respected.

"Boss, I'll take you there first, and I hope that someone will pick her up

from Miss."

Lu Mian said, "Let's go."

The car started and left the congested street unimpeded.

After driving for half a minute, Dongyang reported to Lu Mian in a cold voice

through the rearview mirror: "Boss, someone is following."

"Oh." Lu Mian had just started a game, his fingers flew quickly, and casually

responded, "Dumped it."

There is no tension at all of being followed, and I have long been used to it.

Dongyang received the order, stepped on the accelerator, and threw away the

Rolls-Royce that followed closely in two strokes.

Heh, want to follow them?

Let's talk about another car!

Lu Mian didn't pay attention to these small details, and played his game

peacefully. After a victory, her phone rang.

It was Xiao Qimo who called, and she paused, seeming to hesitate.

Dongyang was very curious. He glanced at her in the rearview mirror. The boss

has always been very decisive.

In the end, Lu Mian called to answer.

"Director Qi." Her voice was faint.

A calm and elegant subwoofer came from the other side, "Is there time tonight,

invite you to dinner."

Lu Mian was silent for a few seconds.

Xiao Qimo smiled gently, "Don't get me wrong. They sent some beef, foie gras

and other ingredients from abroad. It is said that the hamburger tastes good."

Lu Mian pursed her lower lip.

Gudong.