C67 Luxury Motorcade

After a while, Lu Chen hung up.

He walked over and said, "Wei, I've borrowed the car for you."

"Ha ha!" Ma Fugui laughed, "I told you to be fat and catch your breath, but when you came, you were in someone else's car. What kind of car can you borrow? Tell me and don't embarrass Little Wei by any means!"

"Better than your car, anyway." Lu Chen said lightly.

"Haha, 666, this pretentious guy