A perfectly good woman, why does she have to be so beautiful? _1

Tang Feng drove back to Ya Garden.

He called Ge Hui out and asked him to help with the car ownership transfer procedures.

Ge Hui, having heard that Tang Feng had won a car in a street race, thought it would be at most a car worth a couple hundred thousand yuan.

But when he saw the stylish Audi R8 and the expression on Wang Yao's face as if he had lost his parents, Ge Hui's legs immediately went weak.

"Mr.... Mr. Tang, this... this is the car you won?"

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

Tang Feng looked at him, puzzled.

Seeing his expression, Ge Hui's cheeks began to twitch involuntarily.

Why did it feel like he was making a big deal out of nothing?

Was winning a supercar strange?

Was it not strange?

Or was it?

His mind was becoming a bit muddled.

"You go with him to handle the transfer of ownership. I still have things to do."

Tang Feng handed his ID to Ge Hui, then turned and walked towards the antique street.