"Forget it, believe it or not, Yan Feishuang, let's go, let's go print the promotional flyers first."
Ye Tianfan suddenly lost the desire to speak with them and directly called Yan Feishuang, wanting to leave.
"Hmph, afraid I hit the mark, huh! If you want an Aston Martin, it's not impossible. Give me your woman, become my lackey, and in a year, I might consider buying you an Aston Martin." Eldest Young Master Wang jumped out again when he saw the two of them wanting to leave.
Ye Tianfan glanced coldly at this Eldest Young Master Wang and pressed the car key in his hand.
"Beep! Beep!"
Two car unlocking sounds were heard, and an Aston Martin parked in a roadside space immediately lit up.
"Wow! Eldest Young Master Wang, he really has an Aston Martin!"
Eldest Young Master Zhang was first stunned, but he quickly changed his face to a sneer and said, "So what, just an Aston Martin, how much could it be worth? I have one too."
