Everyone in the car turned to look.
Across the road was an orange-yellow sports car. Its paint gleamed like jade beneath the sunlight. Among the ordinary cars filling the street, it stood out like a royal procession, domineering and eye-catching. Not a single passerby could resist looking!
"Ferrari's new model this year. It's got something, but not much." Ning Mo spoke like an expert. "The price is 488,000. A perfectly average little sports car!"
"Oh my god, I'm tempted!" Ding Yangze gazed at it longingly. "This thing is seriously handsome! Old Song, I... can I pick something this expensive?"
"Why not?" Song He's lips curled slightly. "But is that as far as your tastes go?"
"Holy crap, holy crap, Old Song, don't scare me!" Ding Yangze's face flushed. "Are we really going this hard?!"
"What's there to doubt? I've told you several times already: pick whatever car you like, and I'll quietly pay the bill!" Song He said casually.
The car suddenly braked hard, making everyone inside sway.
Song He jumped and turned toward the driver.
"I got excited, I got excited. Sorry!" Zhao Yiyi's little face reddened. "Song He, when you said we could pick any car, I got so excited I felt like I was about to fly!"
"Calm down, calm down!" Song He said, caught between laughter and tears. "We're only buying a car. You don't have to get this excited!"
The people in the car chattered nonstop. The four old classmates had faces as red as boiled lobsters. Along the way, they slapped their thighs and shouted wildly, acting even less mature than kindergarten children.
Whenever they encountered a car that looked decent, the four zoo directors arrogantly criticized it from every angle, mocking it the whole time and refusing to take any of them seriously.