As Zhao Qingcheng finished speaking, everyone's eyes suddenly fell on Lin Chu. The second generation later also understood that the luxury cars parked here should be from the ordinary people in front of him who looked a little ordinary.

Lin Chu didn't say much, but directly reached out to the men beside him, who respectfully handed over the car keys in his hands.

"For you," Lin Chu threw the car key to Zhao Qingcheng.

"Hey, hey, be careful." Zhao Qingcheng hurriedly caught the car key, and there was a little panic in his eyes.

If the keys of this car are scrapped, the sports car will probably have to stay here. At that time, people from Lamborghini headquarters will have to deal with it. That is really troublesome.

"Don't worry, it's not that expensive." Lin Chu didn't care much. Although this supercar is a little more expensive, the keys of this car are still very durable.

"Then you have to be careful. If something really happens, it will not be solved in China." Zhao Qingcheng spoke with lingering fear.

The customized Lamborghini SC18 can be said to be somewhat different from most Lamborghini in terms of structure.

"If there were problems so easily, Lamborghini would have gone bankrupt." Lin Chu replied without much care, and then handed the key to several other people.

"Hehe, let me try it out, how cool is this private customized version of Lamborghini!" Zhao Qingcheng smiled, then inserted the key in his hand into the car, and Lamborghini began to roar like a bison.

“Get on the bus.”

Another young man waved his hand, and several people got into the rest of the cars, and cars started one after another, making wild beast-like roars.

For the sake of this union, Zhao Qingcheng specially rented an office building. In front of the square of the office building, there was a huge square. There was a lot of people gathered in the square. A catwalk was temporarily set up in the center, and a group of models were walking the catwalk.

Accompanied by the huge roar of music, it can be said that the atmosphere is completely set off.

"Look, look, what is that? It seems to be a Lamborghini!"

A sound suddenly sounded in the crowd, and then many people couldn't help but look around.

"Why haven't you seen this one? It's not fake, right?"

Some people have expressed doubts. After all, most Lamborghini models will appear in the cover magazine, but this one has never been seen before.

But then a sarcastic voice rang out.

"If you can remember all Lamborghini models, then Lamborghini doesn't need to be called Lamborghini. This is the first private customized supercar launched by Lamborghini in 2015, Lamborghini SC18, the only limited edition model in the world."

No matter what it is, when there is only one left in the world, the value is amazing, because this itself has special collection value, not to mention the already expensive Lamborghini supercar.

"And there is also the Ferrari J50! I heard that this is a limited edition Ferrari that was only released in the island country back then!"

"All-carbon version of Kooniseg!"

Someone was holding a cell phone and then staring at one of the cars with his eyes straight in his eyes, "Koneseger's private custom version!"

"This is the union that it is so arrogant that even such a car can be obtained."

"This energy is not something that ordinary rich people can do."

Although demons are all cities where rich people are rampant, such supercars are not always visible.

As the supercar approaches, the crowds automatically separate, as if a huge passage is formed.

Even if you remove a little paint from this level, it will be enough for many people to lose everything, or even lose everything.

"Drive the car next to the runway."

Zhao Qingcheng's voice sounded, and then the four supercars separated and stopped directly around the huge catwalk. Coupled with the beautiful model walking on the catwalk, the B-shaped model has risen by more than several times.

The abortion of people was already very popular, but it instantly increased by several times. Even employees of some companies in the office building couldn't help but slip down to watch the fun.

Supercars are not uncommon in magic. You can usually see second-generation people driving supercars on the streets and slamming the streets, but seeing supercars at such a close distance, and being supercars of this level, can be said to have not many opportunities.

Zhao Qingcheng got off the supercar, and some second-generation people around him immediately surrounded him and spoke out, mostly with some compliments.

"Brother Zhao, it's amazing. Supercars of this level can be used to support the scene."

"I guess Brother Zhao has that energy in our circle."

"Brother Zhao, where did you get this car?"

Zhao Qingcheng replied casually, but as for how the car came from, he didn't mention it. Before he came, Lin Chu had ordered him not to tell him who the car belonged to, so Zhao Qingcheng naturally didn't dare to say it.

He didn't want Lin Chu to be dissatisfied because of such a little thing, that would be a bit too much of a loss.

After dealing with the second generation, Zhao Qingcheng saw Lin Chu's figure outside the crowd, and hurriedly found an excuse to get to Lin Chu's side.

"Brother Lin, let's go up and have a seat? There will be a cocktail party later, let's go and have a look together." Zhao Qingcheng said in a low voice.

"That's what you do?" Lin Chu narrowed his eyes.

"Or what else can I do?"

"Is this place lively enough?"

"Of course it's lively. Our traffic is 8,000 or more if it's not 10,000. There should be more later."

"Then why not have a live broadcast?" Lin Chu looked at Zhao Qingcheng with a smile.

Zhao Qingcheng, who was originally proud, seemed to be struck by lightning in an instant. Yes, why not have a live broadcast?

Such a good atmosphere, if it was a live broadcast, it would instantly make their union famous, and many people in the entire Lion Too remember this union.

"But I don't have any big anchors at hand." Zhao Qingcheng's face was almost bitter.

Although he has poached many big anchors, the guilds of these big anchors have not yet been transferred. Now they are broadcasting, and they are just making wedding dresses for others.

As for those novices, they will be completely in vain.

Such a great opportunity, just missed it like this?

"Brother Lin, do magic have any big anchors or something? Let's find a few to use their popularity..."

"It's no problem, but who is in charge?" Lin Chu nodded, then took out his cell phone and sent An Ran a message.

"If it really doesn't work, I'll praise a newcomer!" Zhao Qingcheng gritted his teeth.

“I have a better suggestion.”

"Brother Lin, tell me."

"You go up by yourself."

"I?"
Chapter completed!