C13 Is It Sufficient?

After the ear-piercing screeching of brakes, Rolls-Royce passed by the Mercedes-Benz. Fortunately, there weren't many cars on this road, so the two cars passing by didn't affect the traffic behind them.

"F * ck, you want to drive but you're blind. I just bought a Mercedes-Benz. If it breaks, I'm going to take your life!" A young man in fashionable clothes with a ponytail got out of the Mercedes at the side.

Wang Zheng turned to Murong Yuyan and asked: "Is Miss Murong alright?"

"It's fine, but your car might have been scrubbed!" Murong Yuyan immediately shook her head, the price of this Rolls Royce was definitely more expensive than her, so she was more concerned about whether Wang Zheng's car had scratched the surface or not.

Wang Zheng laughed and said grandly: "So what if I shaved a flower, I'll change to another one." The God of Fortune's life was not a joke. A Rolls-Royce was simply a small matter to Wang Zheng who had activated his God of Fortune's life.

Looking at the young man who was pointing fingers, Wang Zheng made Murong Yuyan wait on the carriage for a while before getting off the carriage to negotiate with him.

"Do you not have eyes for riding a horse?" Seeing Wang Zheng coming down, the young man pointed at Wang Zheng and scolded him.

Wang Zheng frowned, he looked at his own Rolls-Royce, the paint on the left side of the door was smeared all over, and even the door on the left side was caved in, but the other side merely wiped the front part of the car a little, making it seem that he had suffered a great loss. Before he could even say a word, the other side had already started cursing him.

"Sir, please pay attention to your choice of words when you speak. This is a one-way street and you're the one who should be relying on me to reverse the course of events."

Facing Wang Zheng's accusation, the youth laughed heartily, pointed at Wang Zheng's nose and mocked, "Kid, do you not know who I am?"

Wang Zheng frowned, and snorted: "I don't care who you are, my car was smashed into such a state, shouldn't you compensate me for my losses?"

"Compensation for loss? I, Lee Yishan, have not heard anyone say for me to compensate you for the losses. Let me tell you, I am the Giant Star Lee Yishan under the Emperor Amusement Company. It is your honor to have my car come into close contact with your car. The young man arrogantly sneered.

Lee Yishan? Wang Zheng's mouth repeatedly muttered this name for a long time before finally laughing: "Are you the Lee Yishan who has quickly become famous after filming two television dramas recently?"

"It's good that you know it, let's not talk about it anymore. I just bought this Mercedes-Benz, the market price is 2.3 million. If you scrape the paint off my imported car, you will have to compensate me with at least 500,000 yuan, otherwise I will directly post this matter online!" Lee Yishan snorted.

Wang Zheng laughed, 500 thousand was nothing to him, but as for paying back the compensation, he might as well throw it into the ocean.

"Miss Mu Rong, can I trouble you to do a live broadcast of what happened next?" Wang Zheng opened the car window and smiled at Murong Yuyan. Although Murong Yuyan did not know what she was doing, she still nodded her head and opened up her broadcast room.

When they saw Lee Yishan, they all screamed out. Under the packaging of the Super Emperor Entertainment Company, Lee Yishan had become the little celebrity who was madly in love with him in the future, so when they saw the live broadcast of Lee Yishan, they all screamed out.

Seeing that Murong Yuyan had switched on the live broadcast, Lee Yishan greeted the fans who were watching with a smile on their faces.

"Everyone, today this crazy fan accidentally came into close contact with my car because he was excited about me. Luckily, he's fine, so I hope everyone won't be so crazy when they see me in the future!" Lee Yishan was completely immersed in the passion of the fans, and simply did not notice the cold smile that became thicker and thicker on Wang Zheng's face.

Seeing that Lee Yishan and the fans were getting more and more excited, Wang Zheng directly walked forward and pulled Lee Yishan's arm, and smiled at the fans: "Everyone, Lee Yishan's fans, the reason why I asked Miss Murong to do the live broadcast today was actually very simple. I just wanted you all to see Lee Yishan's luxurious car." With that, Wang Zheng brought Murong Yuyan's phone in front of the Mercedes-Benz.

Seeing the Mercedes-Benz's cool appearance, the fans of the broadcast room were unable to control themselves, their shrieks almost shattering their phones, while Lee Yishan had a confident smile on his face. With so many fans surrounding him, he felt like an emperor.

Just as Lee Yishan was immersed in his own world with his eyes closed, a loud noise suddenly broke his dreams.

"What are you doing!" Lee Yishan opened his eyes wide and stared at Wang Zheng, even the fans in the broadcast room were all dumbstruck.

Wang Zheng held onto a piece of sharp object and smashed it onto the Mercedes-Benz's hood, and in that instant, not only did the Mercedes-Benz shave off a layer of paint, the entire hood was destroyed.

Just as Lee Yishan was confused, Wang Zheng immediately pushed him away and swiped the stone in his hand across the side of the car ruthlessly. Wang Zheng was like a crazed graffiti, in just a few minutes, the Mercedes-Benz had completely changed its appearance. If not for the Mercedes-Benz's logo, people would have thought that it was a abandoned car buying station.

After destroying Lee Yishan's Mercedes-Benz, Wang Zheng finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"That's perfect. I can't afford such a small amount of five hundred thousand, so I'll just compensate you with a new one." With that, Wang Zheng returned to the Rolls Royce and pulled out a black plastic bag from the back of the carriage.

"Thud." The plastic bag even made a muffled sound when it landed on the ground. As he unzipped it, the eyes of those people in the broadcast room all turned green, they were all red. Many people had already started to think about how much Grandpa Mao was in the bag, and the final result was quite terrifying.

"F * ck, a tycoon. Did he bring so much money with him just to do some counting?"

"If laozi has the money, I'll do the same to you in the future. If you don't have anything to do, you can just count the bills and count the cramps in your hands!"

"..."

The broadcast room was completely blown up. Not everyone would have several million in cash, so when they saw the money, most of the fans would go crazy. Murong Yuyan who was sitting in the car had a face full of bewilderment, she never thought that Wang Zheng would actually have so much money.

"You want the money, right? I'll give it to you right now!" After saying that, a sneer appeared on Wang Zheng's face. He reached out and took out stacks after stacks of hundred-dollar bills from the plastic bag, and threw them at Lee Yishan's face.

A bill was weightless, but the stack after stack of bills fell onto Lee Yishan's face and directly knocked him over. It was not over yet, as Wang Zheng continuously threw the bill, until Lee Yishan was completely smashed into a sitting position, the red one hundred yuan bill scattered all over the ground.

"Is that enough?" Wang Zheng smiled as he stared at the completely dumbfounded Lee Yishan. As for the fans in the broadcast room, they were either stunned by the fact that Wang Zheng threw money at them, or all of them ached for the money on the ground.

"How good is it to give me this money, throwing stuff around is against the law!"