Ning Zhao turned around, saw the black official document placed on the back seat, and reached out to take it.

Open it, there is a folder inside.

When I opened the folder, there was a thick pile of printed A4 paper inside.

Han Feng is quite reliable in his work. Not only does each car have a photo, but it also has an engine number, customs clearance documents and a scanned copy of the car purchase certificate.

And it is also clearly known in whose name this car is currently registered.

Ning Zhao didn't take it seriously at first, but the more he looked at it, the heavier his expression became.

"This is just a file in the capital, so it's easier to find."

Han Feng said while driving: "There are still many registered in other places. It will take some time to find out."

"Is this just part of it?"

Ning Zhao was slightly shocked, there were hundreds of these in the folder alone.

And Ning Zhao also paid attention to the price.

The cheapest among them costs more than 4 million, and many are over 10 million.

It seems that the photo in Guo Weiwei’s circle of friends is just a drop in the bucket.

"Yes, Guo Weiwei is known as the number one person in China in the cycling circle."

Han Feng said: "He has an entire underground parking lot in Jinxia City, and the people there are all ruthless people, even F1 racing cars."

"The money that was originally used to help people was used by him to buy a bunch of meaningless sports cars."
Chapter completed!