Build a gas station in front of your home.

　"Zhang Menglong, are you crazy? Don't you know that guy Lu Xuchao is famous for showing off?"

　　"I know," Zhang Menglong said with a smile, "But he is indeed capable. He has been the captain of the school debate team since he was a freshman. He started trying to start his own business in his junior year. Although people are a little bit disgusted, this kind of person is the most popular in society. Eat well enough."

　　"I heard that the salary of unicorn technology this year has been upgraded to a higher level than last year. Even for the most ordinary positions, the salary reaches more than 250,000 yuan per year. It is said that this guy Lu Xuchao has some shit luck and was actually hired. A senior executive took a fancy to it and directly offered him an annual salary of 800,000 yuan."

　　"So powerful?" Zhang Mengyu was also a little surprised. For a bachelor's degree graduate, an annual salary of 800,000 is really a very scary figure. Most people will not be able to earn such an income in their lifetime just by working part-time.

　　"This time he organized this dinner, obviously just to show off. If those of us who haven't even found a job go there, isn't that asking for death?"

　　"You are so sour!" Zhang Mengyu said.

　　"Aren't you sour?" Xu Li was not hypocritical at all, "There are lemon fruits under the lemon tree, you and me under the lemon tree. Don't forget that you two competed for outstanding graduates, and you beat him. This He might come back to disgust you again!"

　　Although Zhang Xuchao spent a lot of time on clubs and entrepreneurship, he also neglected his studies. Zhang Menglong relied on his talent of cramming and just snatched the title of outstanding graduate from Zhang Xuchao. For this reason, he Zhang Xuchao got a lot of looks from him.

　　"It's just a broken certificate, it's of no use!" Zhang Menglong has long seen through everything. In society, the honors in the school are all false. In the eyes of corporate personnel, an outstanding graduate is far inferior to someone with no talent. The last student with internship experience is welcomed. This is the current situation of society.

　　"You are open-minded."

　　"Brother, now that you have inherited hundreds of millions of dollars, do you still care about these things?" Zhang Mengyu said casually.

　　"You have endless dreams, don't you?" Xu Li said with a smile, "Okay, you have inherited hundreds of millions of wealth, right? You can show us what you are capable of when the time comes?"

　　"Okay, but you have to find a doctor in advance. I'm afraid your heart won't be able to bear it and you will need rescue."

　　"Hahaha, you guy," Xu Li obviously didn't take Zhang Mengyu's words seriously, "Since you are going too, let's go too. One sentence is indeed true. The more opportunities we have to get together in the future, the more likely we are to go." We are coming less and less, so let's cherish it while we still have time."

　　"By the way, where are the rest of the class?" Zhang Mengyu asked.

　　"Those people? Needless to say, how could they let go of such an opportunity to flatter you? It's not like you don't know that those people in our class... It's hard to describe. You see, they will definitely be big lickers by then. Live!" Thinking of those classmates in the class, Xu Li sneered a little.

　　"Okay, after all, society is still very realistic after graduation. Maybe Lu Xuchao can really give them some help in the future?"

　　"Come on, when did that guy ever think of us other than pretending to be cool? Okay, let's not talk anymore. I'm going to upgrade my Kun. It must reach level 100 today, so he's gone."

　　"This guy." Zhang Menglong hung up the phone dumbfounded.

　　"Mr. Zhang, your car has been delivered by someone sent by Mr. Su. Do you want to take a look?" At this time, Hong Yi walked up to Zhang Mengyu and reported.

　　"Oh? This is really timely!" Zhang Menglong smiled slightly, "Come on, come with me to have a look."

　　When he walked downstairs, trucks were neatly lined up downstairs. Excluding the two trucks given to Qin Feng and Wang Ling, there were 13 trucks in total, including of course the Kony. segccvr.

　　"Can it fit in my underground garage?" Zhang Mengyu asked in a low voice.

　　"Sir, your underground garage has three floors. Each floor is enough to accommodate more than 100 cars. There is no problem at all."

　　"Damn, it's poisonous. Am I so boring to buy more than 300 cars by myself? I don't carry the same one 365 days a year! Isn't it gathering dust and rust?" Zhang Mengyu found that he had no idea about this car. The understanding of real estate is still quite one-sided.

　　"Sir, if you need it, I can help you recruit a group of sports car polishers."

　　"Um...I just said it casually last time, why did you take it seriously?" Zhang Mengyu suddenly had black lines on his head.

　　The 13 limited-edition sports cars were carefully unloaded. Zhang Mengyu originally liked the Pagani Fengshen very much, but when he first saw the Koenigsegg ccvr, that car was... It smells bad instantly.

　　"Send everything else to the garage for me. I'll go out for a walk first." Although Zhang Menglong had already obtained his driver's license when he graduated from high school, except for the small shabby car his father owned, he had almost nothing else. I have never driven a good car, let alone a sports car.

　　Zhang Mengyu gently groped over the pure carbon fiber body as if caressing the body of a beautiful woman. The streamlined body and the cool shape are every man's dream!

　　Zhang Mengyu pressed the switch on the key, and the pair of gull-wing doors slowly opened. Although the interior of the sports car was much more compact, it did not feel uncomfortable at all.

　　"Boom!" When the accelerator was pressed, the powerful V12 engine suddenly erupted into a beast-like roar.

　　"Mr. Zhang, please pay attention to your safety."

　　"Don't worry, you can't run fast in this urban area and nothing will happen." Zhang Mengyu slowly drove out of his community with excitement.

　　"Damn, what's going on?" Zhang Mengyu had just driven out of that community, and the street was actually surrounded by people on both sides.

　　In fact, the trunks of the trucks transporting sports cars just now were all covered with transparent covers. How could 13 large trucks carrying sports cars not attract onlookers? Everyone wants to see which rich man actually spent a lot of money to buy so many sports cars.

　　"Come out, come out!"

　　"Damn it! It's that Koenigsegg xxvr just now! If you can just step on the accelerator, I'll be content for the rest of my life!"

　　"Brother, if you step on the accelerator, your monthly salary may be gone."

　　"You must be a young man to buy such a car, right? I don't know whose son he is."

　　"It's strange. People who drive such a car live in an ordinary neighborhood, right?"

　　"You know what the heck, the lowest house price in this area is 80,000 yuan per square meter. Look at the size of the house. Just one apartment costs tens of millions. Can you afford it?"

　　Zhang Menglong ignored these people and drove directly onto the road.

　　"Oh my God, what a handsome car!"

　　"This sign, mom, Koenigsegg, slow down! Slow down! Brother, slow down!"

　　"Honey, that car looks great. It must be expensive, right?"

　　"A car worth at least tens of millions, what do you think?"

　　"So expensive? If we get it, we may not even be able to afford it when we sell the house."

　　"Then why don't you slow down quickly? Are you going to hit me?!"

　　Wherever this car passed, there were envious looks. As for the drivers, all of them kept a distance of more than ten meters from him. During the congested National Day evening rush hour, Zhang Mengyu actually drove smoothly on the elevated highway.

　　...

　　"Cool!"

　　Although he did not reach the maximum speed, after this lap, the strong pushing feeling and the perfect driving feeling made Zhang Mengyu know what a top sports car is.

　　"Damn, I just drove a lap, why did I lose so much fuel?" Zhang Mengyu glanced at the dashboard and suddenly showed an unhappy expression.

　　"What's wrong, Mr. Zhang? Are you not satisfied with the new car?" Hong Yi noticed Zhang Mengyu's expression.

　　"That's not the case. It's just that I have to refuel every two days in three days. It's too troublesome."

　　"What's the point?" Hong Yi said with a smile, "Well, I'll make arrangements and build a gas station directly in front of your house."

　　"Can this thing be created?" Zhang Menglong always thought that this was just a joke on the Internet.

　　"Of course ordinary people can't do it, but if it's you, there's no problem," Hong Yi said. "More than 80% of the oil wells imported by our country are under your industry. I'll ask people directly to Just build you a private gas station!"

　　Zhang Mengyu looked at Hong Yi's lips twitching slightly, "I lost."