Ou Youning: "Who is that unethical bastard!"
Zheng Tian: "I asked Uncle Wang if he could find out who bought the car. Uncle Wang said he didn't know them, it was a new face. Not the captain of another semi-professional team."
Ou Youning: "Then it seems like a new fierce player with enough capital is opening a new port. Damn it. I curse everyone who joins his team, anyone who rides his car will get hemorrhoids! Big as a fist! I curse that he can't recruit a single follower!"
Ren Zhong really couldn't stay silent any longer, patting Ou Youning on the shoulder to comfort him, "That's too harsh a curse. No need, really no need. It's just a car, not the end of the world. Keep working hard, the opportunity will come."
The others' attention was drawn back to Ren Zhong, feeling a bit better inside.
Zheng Tian rubbed his swollen temples, thinking to himself.
Yes, although these recent days have been incredibly unlucky, a sense of bad luck lingering.
