C10 Psychosomatic Expense

He stared at her mouth, his lips opening and closing quickly, without a breath. Incomprehensible, these rude words, how could it jump out from such a soft and tender cherry lips?

That kind of soft luster, soft touch, should be suitable for kissing!

"After listening to her barrage of remarks, he looked at her with amusement." I, covet your... Beautiful? "

Those eyes clearly said — is there any beauty in your current appearance? How can a man, who is used to eating delicacies, drool over porridge?

Ye Bao knew he left in a hurry this morning. He didn't even comb his hair. It was a bit messy, but was it that bad? She had always thought that her plain face was still pretty! The skin can pinch water, both pure and cute! Did he know how to appreciate it?

She impatiently waved her hand, "That's not the point. The point is, I can't be responsible for your Hummer, much less pay you a million! Of course, I will not avoid those who are responsible. But the condition is that you have to be clear-headed and discuss the matter of compensation with me properly, so that you can give up on the idea of robbing while the fire is still burning! "

"Are you sure?" "Seeing her nod, the corners of his mouth curled up gracefully, and his smile became extremely friendly." "Alright, then I'll have a serious talk with you!" He took out the bill. "You already looked at it last night. Are you going to make it up to me?"

Ye Bao snatched it away. Of course, he still couldn't understand English, but the number was clearer than last night. One zero two zero … Five zeroes and two hundred thousand yuan!

"The repair cost is two hundred thousand, what right do you have to pay me a million?"

"Two hundred thousand …" "US Dollars!" "Originally, I wanted to avoid a small part of the problem, but since you insist on calculating it, then the total amount of money that can be converted into RMB is 1,380,000 yuan!"

Ye Bao gritted his teeth in hatred, "How can it be so expensive!" "She doesn't believe it!" I only scratched a small piece of your paint, not smashed it into pieces with a hammer! "

"Paints are indeed not expensive! But you should know that the principle of rarer things are more valuable. The limited edition world only has five, and the paint and lacquer are almost all out of print. I sent this back to the factory to repair it, and it took me quite a bit of effort. Of course, those are not for you to calculate! "

"In addition, this Hummer belongs to my friend! He knows you threw up in the back seat and wouldn't want to go back and force me to buy it! "

Ye Bao was angry, "Do you think I'm stupid? Even if you want to cheat me, you shouldn't be so ridiculous. Why don't you just say that your brain is borrowed from your friends? "

Obviously, he had expected that she would not believe him, so he calmly handed her the repair slip. The person who signed it was not "Qi Doberman" but "Ouyang Zhenglin."

"Who doesn't know how to forge signatures? I still have Obama! "

He then handed over an ID scan piece, "The original owner must provide this. If you don't believe me, you can go to the front desk to verify it!"

"You …" Ye Bao was so angry that he wanted to greet his ancestors. He had seen many despicable things. He had never seen such a despicable person, and it was a man! Is there something wrong with your head? If it wasn't your car, why would you be so cocky! What kind of power and power are you trying to display? "

"This is also due to you. I can't walk to pick up the bride." The way he spoke was somewhat lazy and graceful, with a tone that was neither slow nor slow. He always looked calm, and his tone was also low.

No matter how much she scolded him, he didn't seem to matter at all. It was as if he wasn't the one who made her angry, and he didn't even have the slightest inkling that he was the culprit.

"I've already bought this Hummer, its market price is 3 million. I'll give you two choices. One, buy it at its original price. "Second..." He gave a faint smile. "I'll take the car, but you have to pay for the loss of your mind..." "Five hundred thousand!"