The Low Profile Young Master

C52: COMPETITION

Avril and Elsa greeted everyone politely. Philip looked at Avril, who is now more beautiful and moving, and his heart was extremely unbalanced.

damn, why?

When he was in college, he desperately pursued Avril, but she simply ignored him.

Now, she is actually married to a live-in son-in-law and a waste who eats leftovers!

God is really blind!

Thinking of this, he sneered: "Oh, Kazzi, your treatment seems to be very good when you join Avril's house! You are all in a BMW! Has Avril bought it? You really got a shortcut in this life. You are a role model!"

Avril's expression was a little unhappy when she heard this, Elsa at the side immediately said, "Philip, you are mistaken, this car is not bought by Avril, it was bought by Kazzi himself!"

"Oh!" Philip curled his lips: "Awesome, all in the BMW 5 Series!"

After finishing speaking, he deliberately provokes Kazzi: "I say, Kazzi, there are no cars in the development zone, and the entrance avenue is wide and straight. How about we two drive-up faster than the other?"

Kazzi frowned, looking at Philip's heart a little sulking.

What can he do to trouble me? I have no friendship with him.

Besides, whose car is faster than me? I have a BMW 760, the most expensive and fastest BMW model. Compared it, it seems that I am bullying a child.

Philip thought he was scared. Immediately sneered: "Oh, I said Kazzi, why are you still the same as when you were in college! What are you afraid of? Are you reluctant to bear the petrol charges? It's not a big deal, I'll just add a tank of gas for you."

Elsa protested with some dissatisfaction: "Hey, Philip, what do you mean? Your car is a BMW 540, and Kazzi's is a 520. The power is different from several grades. Does it run faster than anyone else, do you think it's fair?"

Philip shrugged his shoulders: "The car mainly depends on the technology! A good car does not necessarily mean running fast, but also depends on the technology and courage. I don't know if Kazzi has the courage to compete? , Then forget it, anyway, Kazzi has never been on the stage, everyone knows."

Several people next to him immediately agreed, "That's right, just say it if you're afraid, not ashamed."

Kazzi didn't get angry and laughed and said, "Philip, there is no comparison, but we can't just compare with the mouth? It's better to just nod, or it's more boring?"

"Okay!" Philip was worried that Kazzi was not fooled. Suddenly he heard that he mentioned it himself. He immediately believed that he was dying, and blurted out: "Well if anyone loses, he will kneel on the ground and kowtow to the other party. What do you think?"

Kazzi shook his head: "It's all grown-ups, don't play childishly."

At this time, Warren, wearing a suit, walked out with a large plate of firecrackers, and when he saw Kazzi coming, he immediately stepped forward and said excitedly: "Oh, Kazzi, you are here!"

Kazzi nodded, smiled at him, and said, "Congratulations on the opening of your new store, Warren!"

Warren smiled and said, "Thank you, brother!"

Philip said coldly at this time: "Kazzi, don't change the subject, tell me, what color do you think is appropriate?"

Warren asked curiously: "What's wrong? What are you doing?"

Kazzi smiled slightly, looked at the large plate of firecrackers in his arms, and asked him: "Warren, how loud are your firecrackers?"

"Thirty thousand ringing!" Warren smiled: "This cannon is not cheap, it is red all over the floor, more than six hundred!"

Kazzi nodded, and said to Philip, "Let's compare, and whoever loses will put this firecracker in his car to explode, what do you think?"