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Chapter 17: Release the president and let us come over!

Then, Ji XiaoYu took the elevator down to the underground parking lot.

HongSheng's underground parking lot wasn't small in size; there were a total of 500 exclusive parking s.p.a.ces for the employees of the building. When Ji XiaoYu came down, he couldn't see anyone in the huge s.p.a.ce, just the whole area filled with all kinds of cars.

He can't help but feel a bit sad. HongSheng was really ostentatious. So many of the employees could afford to drive, but he just didn't know if he could earn enough money and become one of them.

Ji XiaoYu didn't know any of the makes or models, but as a male, he had an innate desire and love for these lumps of metal which represented speed and pa.s.sion. While walking, he looked around and stopped to enjoy the view whenever he saw a good- or cool-looking vehicle.

Pa.s.sing by an elegant model, a l.u.s.trous black, that seemed unusually upscale when he looked at it, Ji XiaoYu's eyes brightened and he couldn't help but reach out and want to touch the logo of a winged eagle on the front of the car (t/n: a Bentley). From not too far away, suddenly someone yelled, "Hey, what are you doing? Don't touch that car!"

The sound echoed as a roar in the empty, quiet parking garage, scaring Ji XiaoYu into jumping and quickly taking his hand back.

Then a security guard wearing a high-level dark blue uniform ran over and then, glaring at him as if he were a thief, questioned Ji XiaoYu, "Who are you? Sneaking around, what do you want?"

"Are you the team leader?" Ji XiaoYu, to defend his innocence, explained his intention, "I wasn't doing anything. I just saw that this car was pretty and wanted to touch it."

Fang DaXing frowned, "You're the kid that Captain Yang said was coming from the Block A lobby? How do you not know the rules? Touching Cheng Zong's car so casually."

This is Cheng YuTang's car? No wonder, it feels quite like him. Ji XiaoYu was a little defiant as he muttered, "I wasn't stealing the car, and I wasn't sabotaging it, so what's the big deal with a touch?"

Fang DaXing looked at the puffed up "oops" pouting expression on the kid. "What's the big deal? If you get a scratch on this car's paint, you'll have to pay 100000 yuan. Can you afford it?!"

"How much?" Ji XiaoYu gasped as he shivered.

"One hundred thousand!"

"......." Ji XiaoYu phased away leaving an afterimage with a "whoosh," jumping three meters away.

Just kidding, 100000 yuan, even if he sold everything, he couldn't afford it.

What a wicked, rich man!

At this moment, Ji XiaoYu was quite unhappy with Cheng Zong. The magical beast became a really infuriated beast. Even if he worked for his whole lifetime, he didn't know if he could afford just one tire.

Fang DaXing blinked his eyes and suspected that he was going blind. Then he gloated and said, "You can never think about it in this lifetime. It might be possible if you incarnate well in your next life."

Ji XiaoYu was a little unwilling to listen those kinds of words, so he curled his lip and said, "Everyone's the same, born in the same boat1."

Fang DaXing's face instantly turned black and he gave him a hard look, then he turned around and left.

Ji XiaoYu touched his nose, then lifted his feet and followed. Great, now I've offended my new team leader, my future days won't be easy.

After more than two hours, Ji XiaoYu was finally freed after suffering the howling wind and torrential rain of his new team leader's lecture. Leaving the parking garage, he was hungry so he took the elevator to the staff canteen on the 29th floor for dinner.