I don’t know if the money is short until the auto show!

Yan Feifan and his group came to the exhibition hall and looked at several limited edition or customized sports cars that were photographed and watched by many tourists, and found that their prices were ridiculously expensive.

The price of these supercars is either tens of millions or tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars.

This made me feel ashamed of holding millions of people in my hand, and I felt like I had become a poor man in an instant.

What made her even more indignant was that three of the limited edition supercars had already been on the "sold" brand.

This made Yan Ziruo unable to help but exude fragrance, "tmd, the guys who buy such a car must be rich second generation. If you spend money on your father, you don't know how to feel sorry for him."

Yan Feifan couldn't help laughing and said with a smile: "Sister, the cars on display here are almost all for the top-level rich people, but we are still of some level."

He said unconvincedly: "What's the difference?"

"Just extraordinary your current wealth and fame should be on the Forbes Celebrity List."

"We can't afford the tens of millions of cars here, but we just feel that it's completely unnecessary."

"Only those flashy and rich second generations think about showing their identity with eye-catching supercars."

Yu Suye held back his laughter and said, "Yes, yes, we can afford it, but we just don't want to buy it."

"Sister, this supercar is not practical at all. It's really better to buy a sedan or a SUV."

He gave Yu Suye a blank look and noticed the car models on the booth showing off their sexy figure.

"Freefan, come and see these car models who are stoking their heads and attracting tourists have undergone plastic surgery?"

Yan Feifan said perfunctorily: "Sister, they all wear heavy makeup, it's hard to tell."

Yan Ziruo glared at him and said, "Feifan, you used to be able to make a judgment just by looking at the photos, but now the real person is right in front of you, and you can't tell it?"

"Don't fool me, say it quickly!"

Yan Feifan had no choice but to look at the car models in the exhibition hall again.

Because the distance is a bit far, and their faces are covered with exquisite makeup, Yan Feifan judges by their facial features proportion and coordination, and whether their expressions are natural.

After observing for a while, Yan Feifan pointed at the four people in the car model and said, "They are four of them sure that they have had plastic surgery, but the others are not easy to judge."

This result made Yan Ziruo very satisfied.

"Of the ten car models, four of them have certainly had plastic surgery, and the uncertainty, hum, a group of artificial beauties..."

Several people left the supercar exhibition hall and then went to another exhibition hall to visit. Yan Feifan accidentally discovered an acquaintance.

One of his plastic surgery objects, the ultimate beauty Ji Meng.

Ji Meng changed her posture from time to time next to a Mercedes-Benz sedan that looked very thick, steady and atmospheric, allowing tourists from the inner and outer layers to take photos around the booth.

Yu Suye also recognized her and couldn't help but say, "Isn't she a film and television actor? Why did she become a car model?"

Yan Ziruo looked at Ji Meng and replied, "Of course it's making money! With her appearance and figure, the appearance fee for being a car model is at least 100,000 or 200,000, right?"

Just then, Ji Meng also saw them.

She immediately left the booth, came to Yan Feifan and others, and said respectfully: "Hello, Doctor Yan!"

Then, she nodded to Yu Suye, spoke freely and said, "Hello!"

Ji Meng turned her eyes back to Yan Feifan and asked, "Doctor Yan, are you going to buy a car?"

Yan Feifan shook his head and said, "Just come here and take a look."

"Ji Meng, are you a car model?"

Ji Meng chuckled and said, "One is to experience life, and the other is to earn some living expenses."

After pausing, she explained: "Doctor Yan, I have received a role in a TV series that is not big or small, and I want to play a model mingling in various exhibition halls."

At this time, a man dressed in a staff member came over and urged: "Ji Meng, hurry up and go back to your job. There are so many tourists waiting for you."

Ji Meng showed an apology expression to Yan Feifan and hurried back to the booth.

Yan Feifan found out after reading the introduction that this heavy-looking sedan on the booth was a bulletproof car, priced at more than 8 million yuan.

Yan Feifan and others were about to go to another booth when three men looked like young men came beside them.

One of them, the young master with earrings on his left ear, said, "This car model is so powerful, not ordinary beautiful, and has a great figure."

The flat-headed young man next to him said, "Brother Chao, it's popular to buy cars and get models for free now. As long as you buy this car, the model will definitely be yours at night."

The young master of earrings cut it lightly and said, "Spend millions to buy such an ugly car and put it in the garage to eat dust?"

"I might as well just throw hundreds of thousands of dollars on this car model, and ensure that she can pose on the bed in any position."

Amid the embarrassing laughter, the young master of earrings saw Yan Feifan on the side from the corner of his eyes.

He quickly restrained the lustful smile on his face, tidied up his clothes, turned around and approached Yan Feifan.

"Doctor Yan, hello! I am Yue Tingchao, and my father's name is Yue Wangdao."

Yan Feifan looked at this guy and found that he was really similar to the boss Yue Wangdao, but he looked a little more delicate.

He replied indifferently: "Hello!"

Yue Tingchao had a flattering smile on his face and said, "Doctor Yan, are you here to buy a car?"

"I have a friend who works in the family as an imported vehicle. If you buy it from him, it will be much cheaper."

Yan Feifan said a little alienatedly: "Just come here and take a look. I won't bother you anymore, let's go shopping somewhere else."

"Okay, Doctor Yan, please walk slowly!" Yue Tingchao looked respectful and watched Yan Feifan and others walk away.

The two young men who came with Yue Tingchao came to him and asked curiously: "Brother Chao, who is he?"

"Are you the grandson of a certain country leader? You have not seen me as respectful to you as before?"

Yue Tingchao glanced at the two of them and said, "Don't look at him as old as us, he is a person my father needs to treat him seriously. He is a truly capable person."

"I respect him, it is my ability to respect him!"

"Who is he? Tell me quickly!" The two young men were even more curious and urged them to explore.

Yue Tingchao took a breath and said solemnly: "He is Yan Feifan, a genius doctor at the Binhai University Affiliated Hospital."

"What, he is just a doctor?" This introduction made the two young people look disappointed.

The reactions of these two guys made Yue Tingchao a little anxious, and he hurriedly introduced further: "You two are ignorant, what do you know?"

"Let me put it this way, Doctor Yan's current status is the kind of imperial doctor in ancient times, or the kind of chief."

"He didn't know how many important people he saved."

"Also, he is very capable of making money. In just less than a year, his net worth has exceeded one billion."

This explanation made Yue Tingchao's two friends finally pay some attention.

"So that's it. He is a miracle doctor and can make money."

The flat-headed young man summarized and questioned: "So what about the miracle doctor? It's not as magical as written in the novel, it's amazing and omnipotent!"

"Can he make my sister become better again?" Speaking of this, the flat-headed young man showed a discomfort on his face.

Yue Tingchao was stunned and said, "Zuo Zhipeng, it may not be possible. Your sister had a high fever when she was a child, and she was confused and she couldn't grow up."

"I have heard the news that Dr. Yan has a way to make people smart."

The flat-headed young man who was called Zuo Zhipeng was just a sneer.

"Brother Chao, don't just swear around just to prove how powerful this young doctor is."

"My sister's brain damage is irreversible."

Yue Tingchao persuaded: "You can give it a try, what if it works?"
Chapter completed!