Chapter 943 Coins

Moreover, isn't that how sports cars are played? One foot roared, and it felt like the wind was running fast. Of course, all of this is based on the premise of not disturbing the people and not threatening the safety of others by speeding.

The car that just passed was a bit fast, but it was acceptable. The only thing was the roar, which was indeed a bit disturbing to the people. But this cannot be used as a criterion for judging whether that person is good or bad. After all, buying a sports car is to impress and pretend. It's better to buy a tractor without bang on the gas pedal. If Fangzheng has the opportunity to drive a sports car, he will definitely find a place that does not disturb the people and hit the gas pedal to try the thrill...

So Fangzheng smiled and said: "The benefactor is right, being rich and being unkind is indeed abhorrent, but this is okay."

As soon as the cashier heard that Fangzheng was speaking for a rich man, he immediately wanted to argue a few words, but the sound of the motor came back again, not one, but two!

One yellow, one red!

The two cars came running from a distance, which was really exciting, and the people around them would subconsciously look at them.

The woman said with a flat mouth: "Such a guy, no matter how you look at it, he has nothing to do with a good person."

Fangzheng laughed, and before the laughter fell, the two cars suddenly started to slow down, and then they stopped in front of the old man's booth with the sound of brakes!

"What are they going to do? They don't want to buy things from the old lady, do they? Can they like that?" The cashier asked curiously.

Fangzheng was also a little puzzled. It's not that he looked down on old grandma's things, but that rich people have their own selection criteria. Would they really come to buy this kind of street stall? Or, did something else happen in the middle?

Fangzheng was worried that the old man would be bullied, so he immediately called out to Lone Wolf and moved over. Seeing the lone wolf passing by, the cashier also walked over curiously, and said as he walked, "They didn't come here to make fun of the old man, did they?"

Fangzheng frowned slightly, is there really such a shameless and boring bastard in this world? Before seeing this scene, Fangzheng would not draw conclusions easily, so he didn't say anything, but just rushed over there.

Soon, Fangzheng could hear what was said there.

I saw the young man getting on and off the yellow sports car with a long-haired beauty. The beauty was not wearing a down jacket. Facing the weather, she couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Hurry up, don't get ink stained."

Then the young man said to the old man: "How is it? Is it okay?"

The old man looked a little confused, and said, "Huh?"

In addition, the young man who got off the red sports car said impatiently: "Damn it, can we hurry up? Forget it, let's do it directly."

After finishing speaking, the young man bent down and went to get the old man's things.

Seeing this, the cashier became anxious and shouted, "They're robbing things! I'm going to call the police."

Fangzheng hurriedly stopped her, and said: "Probably not, let's take a look." At the same time, he thought: "The starter car they drive, shouldn't they be able to grab the land to sell these things? Can these things add up to a few hundred dollars?"

The cashier looked at the young men in disbelief, and saw the man in the red car taking things, and the man in the yellow car directly took out a wad of money, counted how many and handed it to the old man, saying: "You keep it, this It's a deadly cold day, hurry up and take the child home. Don't look at it, and help collect it."

The young man said that the beautiful woman who was traveling with him was a little surprised. Obviously, she didn't expect that this guy would actually want to buy these things. Seeing that the young man was in a hurry, the beauty bent down to help pack up the things. The old man was still in a daze holding a wad of money. Her grandson didn't seem to know what these people were doing, nor what was the reason for it. , smiling at a few young people.

The young man driving the yellow sports car smiled and said, "This little guy has really big eyes..."

While talking, the young man said to the old man after finishing packing up, "Go home early."

Then he got into the car gracefully, stepped on the accelerator, and roared away. At the same time, Fangzheng saw the beautiful woman in the co-driver looking helplessly at the items piled up on her body...

The young man driving the red sports car had a relaxed expression on his face. He didn't seem to care about the harm of these things piled up in the sports car. He hummed a little tune, nodded his head, and drove away, seemingly very happy.

The old man came back to his senses at this time, got up quickly, and bowed down to express his gratitude to the two cars leaving.

The young man in the red car just saw this scene, dialed the young man in the yellow sports car with Bluetooth, and said, "Hey, it's really nice to be thanked so much, it's much better than spending money to get compliments from others. How about the two of us going to clean up the stalls?"

"Are you a fool with a lot of money? Help what you should, don't help what you shouldn't, it's not a good thing to help too much." The other party laughed.

The young man driving the red sports car chuckled and stopped talking.

Seeing this, the cashier was a little dumbfounded. Looking at the two sports cars leaving, he exclaimed, "Wow, there are people like this?"

Fang Zhengze clasped his hands silently, and said: "Amitabha." His heart was full of emotions: "Good people, bad people, really can't be measured by money and appearance, Amitabha."

The cashier over there had already run over to help the old man clean up the stall, and then took the old man to the small supermarket to check the money with a money detector, and he was relieved after seeing that it was all real.

The old man took the money, counted it silently, asked the cashier to exchange some change, and then separated, one side was 370 yuan, and the other was 630 yuan. Then the old man put it in two pockets...

Seeing this, the cashier asked in wonder, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

The old man laughed and said, "It's kind of him to help us, but we can't ask for more money from them? I remember the license plate number. When I see them later, the money has to be returned to them."

After finishing speaking, the old man went out with his grandson. His hunched body was carrying a small quilt and some sundries. His figure was so small, but in the eyes of Fang Zheng and the cashier, he looked so tall.

Fangzheng looked at the departing grandparents, shook his head slightly, patted Lone Wolf on the head and said, "Let's go."

"Master, are you leaving now? Are you going to stop helping them? They are so pitiful." Lone Wolf asked, looking at the backs of his grandfather and grandson.

Fangzheng thought of the picture of the old man distributing the money, and then shook his head silently: "That is a respectable old man. She has her own principles, and too much help is a charity to her. Let's go and see our cash machine How is it?"

Lone Wolf was stunned: "ATM? What ATM?"

At the same time, Lao Chang and Huang Sanmiao walked out of the Internet cafe in a daze, then looked up at the sleet in the sky, and looked at each other in a daze.

"What do you think I am doing, where is the money?" Lao Chang asked with a depressed face.

Huang Sansao asked back: "You ask me, who do I ask? Where is your money?"

Lao Chang took out his wallet, opened it, it was empty inside, and shouted: "Look for yourself, this shit, which family's thief is such a grandson, there is not even a coin left after stealing money...",