Zhang Tianxing, Wen Qing, Zhu Dachang, and Gao Tianming went out in a Benz to have some fun.
On the road, Zhang Tianxing, the newly rich man, was subjected to universal criticism.
Gao Tianming said sourly, "Zhang Tianxing, Zhang Tianxing, you've completely turned to capitalism. We were all classmates, and I never expected you to quietly start driving a Benz."
Gao Tianming was feeling dejected at the moment. They had been working together flipping burgers and grilling meat during the summer vacation. Now, during the winter break, he saw Zhang Tianxing driving a Benz.
The difference between people was too vast. Gao Tianming found it hard to accept.
This was too surreal, like a story that wouldn't even be believed in fiction, and it was happening right beside him.
Ever since Zhang Tianxing, as a prospective university student, became the president of the Crayfish Association, Gao Tianming knew that Zhang Tianxing was no ordinary person.
But he never imagined this day would come so quickly. In just one semester, he had gone from being equipped with a millet and a rifle to a Dongfeng rocket launcher. The sight had completely blinded his titanium alloy dog eyes.
"Hey, you only saw the car, not the girls. Zhang Tianxing is not only rich, but he's also very popular with women," Zhu Dachang said from the side, being good at stabbing his buddies in the back when he had nothing else to do.
As expected, after hearing Zhu Dachang's words, the temperature inside the roaring Benz instantly dropped by two or three degrees. The source of the chill was Wen Qing, who was just staring coldly without speaking.
At this moment, Wen Qing was full of questions. Had Zhang Tianxing found a girlfriend at university? And what were her feelings for Zhang Tianxing? Was it more than friendship but not yet love? Or was she just a close female friend?
However, one thing was certain: she was very annoyed by this news.
"Don't talk nonsense here. I am a man of integrity. Many have thrown themselves at me, but I sent them all away. Brothers don't eat food that isn't rightfully theirs," Zhang Tianxing said with feigned bravado.
Women only slow down my ability to make money, especially when they can't help me make money.
Hearing Zhang Tianxing's words, Wen Qing's expression softened, and the temperature inside the roaring Benz also began to rise.
When Zhang Tianxing was halfway there, Gao Tianming poked his head out from the back and said, "Zhang Tianxing, can we discuss something? I got my driver's license too. Let me try driving, okay?"
As he spoke, he showed his driver's license to Zhang Tianxing. What man doesn't love cars? Gao Tianming had just gotten his license and was obsessed with cars.
Zhang Tianxing chuckled, "You, Xiao Ming, were the loudest in criticizing me, the rich old man, just now. Now you want to drive, you need to say some nice words!"
"Boss Zhang, Mr. Zhang, what's our relationship? We've eaten at the same table, fought together. Think about it, how many of your brilliant moments were there that I, a green leaf, wasn't there to complement you? Brother Zhang, please let your little brother have a taste of it."
Hearing Gao Tianming's saccharine words, Zhang Tianxing laughed, "Alright, it seems you can talk well. Keep talking if you're good at it. Fine, when we get to the front, I'll let you drive for a while."
He remembered when he first learned to drive, there couldn't be another car in front of him. If there was, he had to overtake it, otherwise, it wouldn't showcase his driving skills.
Zhang Tianxing parked the car on the side of the road and let Gao Tianming get into the driver's seat. Zhang Tianxing sat next to him, watching Gao Tianming mutter, "The accelerator, Tianxing, it's so comfortable driving an automatic, not so troublesome."
Zhang Tianxing chuckled lightly and said nothing. Gao Tianming, like a curious child, touched his favorite toy. The features inside made him reluctant to let go, and he exclaimed, "This car is really nice. Maybe I'll buy one someday."
Zhu Dachang glanced at Gao Tianming and said nothing. Just you, Gao Tianming, plus me and Wen Qing, the three of us would have a hard time buying this roaring Benz.
This car was expensive. In this era, those who could afford such cars were either magnates or rich tycoons. Zhang Tianxing was undoubtedly a golden tycoon among them.
Just then, Zhang Tianxing saw a taxi speeding from behind, and in front of the taxi was an old man riding a tricycle.
Zhang Tianxing said in a deep voice, "Brake!"
At the same time, Zhang Tianxing pressed the emergency brake button on the car.
The roaring Benz instantly slowed down and stopped just before hitting the tricycle.
Everyone in the car breathed a sigh of relief, and then they heard a loud crash.
The taxi behind them had rear-ended the roaring Benz.
Gao Tianming was completely stunned. The roaring Benz was expensive, and now it was ruined. What would happen if Zhang Tianxing asked him to pay for it?
He couldn't afford to pay for it. This was a big mess. He could only see how generous Zhang Tianxing was.
Gao Tianming wasn't sure. No matter how generous Zhang Tianxing was, he probably had to contribute something. Gao Tianming regretted wanting to slap himself. Why was his hand itching? Now it was just plain itchy.
Wen Qing and Zhu Dachang were all shocked. They had gotten into a car accident, and it happened to them. They were really unlucky.
Before Zhang Tianxing and the others could get out of the car, the old man in front of the tricycle suddenly fell onto the road. Zhang Tianxing was stunned.
Damn it! The car was still a meter and a half away from the old man, and the old man just fell. How could he reason this out?
Gao Tianming and Zhang Tianxing got out of the car. Gao Tianming was concerned about the condition of the roaring Benz, while Zhang Tianxing went directly to see what happened to the old man.
At this moment, a burly man got out of the taxi. "How were you driving? Suddenly stopping on the road is a big problem. What do we do about this?"
Zhang Tianxing was not in the mood to respond. "Hey, you rear-ended us. Are you blaming us?" Gao Tianming retorted indignantly.
The taxi driver looked at the car logo, then at the license plate. The five eights directly blinded his eyes.
The taxi driver almost burst into tears. In this era, there were not many people who could afford a roaring Benz. He never expected these young people to be driving their family's roaring Benz out for fun. Their fun was one thing, but they had completely ruined him.
Although he hadn't seen the condition of the other car, that loud crash, and the roaring Benz, an old car like this, he couldn't afford to repair it. The driver didn't even have the courage to go up and look at the scratch marks.
Zhang Tianxing said to the taxi driver, "We'll talk about our business later. Let's go check on the front first." The taxi business was secondary. The other party rear-ended them. The main thing was the old man in front. If the old man got hurt, that would be a big problem.
Hearing Zhang Tianxing's words, the taxi driver frowned. With this kind of incident, how many years would he have to drive to earn back the money?
The young man just said "later," not that he didn't have to pay. What should he do...