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That flashy Phaedon s car, under the light of the setting sun, flickered with a luxurious light. Sitting in the car, Huang Xing felt like laughing as he watched Fu Zhenxin fasten her seat belt. Fu Zhenxin, the little beauty, driving a five meter long Phaedon. She was like a cute baby, lying on a two to three meter long bed. She was in the driver's seat, forty or fifty centimeters from the top of the car. Her slightly wide seatbelt was tied to her body, which was originally loose and loose, but was now tightly tied to her body. Her body, which was not very exposed to the sun, now had curves and curves. It had a three-dimensional feel, and it gave off a strong visual impact.

From the side, Fu Zhenxin's eyelashes were very long, and in a blink of an eye, she was sexy. Her pale red lips slightly tilted forward and her straight little nose perfectly matched her entire facial features. The way she drove was calm and unhurried, her small hands resting on the steering wheel. She turned it gently, adjusting the direction of her advance. Her sexy little feet lightly stepped on the accelerator. The feeling of lifting her toes was really sexy. Huang Xing couldn't help but to think of the scene when she tried out her shoes at the mall. Those beautiful little feet, they were so beautiful and mesmerizing.

Huang Xing suspected that he was too perverted. When he saw the Fu Sisters, his eyes could not stop looking up and down. But for some reason, when he carefully appraised Fu Zhenxin today, he felt that it was rather wonderful. All this while, he had always felt that although Fu Zhenxin was also a peerless beauty in her generation, she couldn't compare to her sister Fu Jie at all. But today, after appreciating her beauty and charm at such a close distance, he realized that his initial judgment was partial and irresponsible. Because he saw more and more of Fu Jie's shadow on Fu Zhenxin's face. These few similar genes were enough to turn Fu Zhenxin into a devastatingly beautiful beauty.

If Fu Zhenxin was a few years older, she would surely be able to turn the world upside down.

Huang Xing admired the beauty beside him, while Fu Zhenxin drove the car to a gas station.

Stopping by the gas tanker, Fu Zhenxin turned off the ignition and opened the window and the lid of the gas tank.

How much should he add?

The high-pitched voice of the female, oiler, was heartbreaking. It was just two simple words, but her rough voice was enough to make the earth tremble and mountains tremble. Her voice was rich and full, like the sounds of nature. Her aunt had come, and in the chaotic air, she had turned into a bloody mess. Fu Zhenxin was shocked by her broken words. When her brain worked at a high speed with a 12-core processor, analyzing the words' how much more ', she complained to oiler without knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Can you lower your voice a little? This decibel is too high, even your eardrums will explode."

Who would have thought that oiler would still repeat the same question: "How much should I add?"

This time, the decibel level was slightly lower, but it was enough to cause serious internal injuries and even cause aftereffects.

Fu Zhenxin took out three hundred yuan and passed it out of the window. oiler pulled her over and counted three times while dipping his saliva.

Huang Xing took the opportunity to ask, "Where are we going?"

Fu Zhenxin smiled mysteriously, grabbed Huang Xing's hand with her free hand, and gently kneaded it a few times. What do you think?

Huang Xing was puzzled, "Didn't you say that you are going to meet some customer?"

Fu Zhenxin said, "What clients?!" I was lying to my sister. Wasn't it because he pitied you? He wanted to bring you out to play!

Huang Xing smiled bitterly: Pity me? What does that have to do with me? Also, come out to play, do you need to drive such a big Phaedon? Who are you showing off to?

Fu Zhenxin rolled her eyes at Huang Xing and scolded, "Idiot!"

Huang Xing looked at the car for a while and suddenly realized something.

With Fu Zhenxin's hints at the office, and her inexplicable change of car with Fu Jie, the two points combined together could roughly prove that she wanted to use this Phaedon s car as …. Where?

Thinking of this, Huang Xing's body suddenly felt warm and he was pleasantly surprised.

Good little demoness, so it turns out that you were planning something small like this!

Little rogue!

Thinking of this, Huang Xing became more spirited. It was no wonder as he had been itching every night ever since his first time with Fu Zhenxin. He had been looking forward to the second and third time. How fervent was this hope? But today, Fu Zhenxin had taken him to a reunion in the wilderness in such a romantic and mysterious manner. Just thinking about it made him feel extremely happy.

He couldn't help but stretch out a hand to plunder her body while his eyes were filled with longing.

Ahhh!

Fu Zhenxin suddenly shouted, scaring Huang Xing so much that he quickly retracted his hand.

Huang Xing thought Fu Zhenxin shouted because he was secretly wiping off her oil. In reality, that was not the case.

Fu Zhenxin suddenly realized that oiler, who had a big throat, was carrying the No. 93 gas rifle and was about to fill up the gas tank. Fu Zhenxin was frightened out of her wits and shouted loudly.

Luckily, oiler still hadn't put his gun into the gas tank of the Phaedon, otherwise he would be in deep trouble. However, through Fu Zhenxin's shout, oiler immediately frowned and cursed at Fu Zhenxin: "What are you howling for?" It gave me a fright!

Fu Zhenxin was so angry that her face turned ashen. She replied to oiler, "Are you stupid? Give me car number 93?"

oiler immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry: If this car of yours doesn't add number 93, do you want to add number 0 diesel? Don't tell me that your car is a diesel engine, why are you parking it next to the gas engine, Number 0 is over there! I really don't understand you people, what's wrong with being retarded?1

oiler's tone was aggressive and his aura was surging to the extreme.

Logically speaking, a gas station belongs to the service unit, and a car owner filling in the gas is a contribution for you. Even if you don't treat your customer as a god, you wouldn't be so sullen as to treat your customer as a punching bag, right? But in reality, when most of the car owners went to fill the gas, they had basically never received the courtesy that 'God' should have. Most of oiler had the same ashen face, so it didn't matter if you liked it or not. These days, life is always full of helplessness and helplessness, the car to refueling, just like the rain, is an unchangeable law. But the term 'customer is God' doesn't apply to any industry. What kind of tragedy is it when some of our needs are not available for selection? There are at least mobile telecom and other units to choose from, but refueling is different. This thing is basically a monopoly industry, you basically don't have the choice.

Fu Zhenxin was so angry that she wanted to argue with oiler. Huang Xing quickly patted her arm to calm her down. Fu Zhenxin took a deep breath, swallowed her anger, and tried to say in a gentle tone, "Big Sis, I want to add 97 to my car!"

oiler immediately sneered: "Number 97?" Who are you fooling? I've been working at a gas station for more than half a year, but I've never seen a Passat who needed gasoline number 97. Listen to me, number 93 is fine. Why waste your money?

Fu Zhenxin slapped her forehead in anger and said with a wry smile: "Big Sis, not all the cars are Passat s!" Look at the back of the carriage, is that a Passat?

oiler casually said, if it wasn't Passat, then what was it?

Fu Zhenxin said: It's a Phaedon!

oiler said: I've heard that you are a fast strider, but I've never heard of a Phaedon before.

Perhaps it was because of this small conflict that the car owner, who was queuing up to refuel, first sounded a flute, then a man got out of the Mercedes-Benz at the back, walked over and asked oiler what was going on.

oiler was very respectful to the Mercedes-Benz owner and said with a smile, "Oh no, if I encounter a Volkswagen Passat, I must increase it by 97." I've worked so long, but I haven't been able to oil any Volkswagen 97. It gives me a weird headache to say what it was.

The owner of the Mercedes-Benz was clearly someone who had seen the world. After taking a glance at the appearance of the Phaedon, he said to oiler, "This is the Phaedon!" It could hold up to ten Passat!

oiler was surprised: "What?" This car is so expensive? than your car. All of them were worth a lot?

The Mercedes driver said, You can buy three or four of my cars! This Volkswagen was not a normal Volkswagen, it was a luxury car owned by a Volkswagen, and it was even a grade higher than the Audi A8. The whole car was imported, with over 2 million apiece. However, this car was relatively rare in the market, even if there were, a majority of people would treat it as a Passat. Luckily, I have run a 4S car store before, so I have a certain understanding of Phaedon s.

oiler was stunned after listening to the owner of the Mercedes-Benz.

Fu Zhenxin harrumphed coldly, looking down on him!

However, he had finally met someone who had seen the world, so he wouldn't be in a deadlock for too long. oiler strangely revealed a smile that was more expensive than gold, he said sorry to Fu Zhenxin, then went in front of the No.97 tanker, entered the amount, and started filling up the Phaedon.

After filling the tank, Fu Zhenxin stepped hard on the gas pedal and the car sped away.

oiler was completely dumbfounded, thinking how fast this car could speed up.

Fu Zhenxin complained as she drove: The people at that gas station were really bad. They would never refill this place again, it was as if they owed her money.

The gas stations are the same, the next nature of the hospital. You're sick, you have to look at them. The car ran out of gas and had to be refilled. You're asking for help.

Fu Zhenxin said fiercely. When I have the money, I'll open a gas station!

Huang Xing hit her on the head and said, "Don't even think about it!"

Fu Zhenxin said, "Please, can't I join?" How much can joining Sinopec cost?

Huang Xing said that if you open the gas station, you might not be as good as that big sister.

Fu Zhenxin was so angry that she let go of her hand and twirled Huang Xing's ear: You're looking down on me! Am I that fierce?

Actually, Fu Zhenxin didn't use any strength at all. She only used violence symbolically. However, Huang Xing pretended to be bluffing and said, "Isn't that fierce?" Domestic violence tendencies!

Fu Zhenxin thought it was real and quickly let go of the door, stepped on the brakes, and turned around to ask Huang Xing: "Does it hurt?" I'm sorry, I really didn't push. Otherwise, I'll let you twist it, but don't twist your ears. I'm a girl, you have to let me go!

Then where do you want me to go?

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