"Mr. Chen, I, I was wrong. I'll pay you the original price for your car," the young man said in a hurry.
Chen Mo glanced at Yamamoto Yoshio. "Were you injured?"
Yamamoto Yoshio quickly shook his head. "Reporting to Mr. Chen Mo, I am not injured. Only my driver was injured and has already been sent to the hospital."
"I'll cover the medical expenses and give him some compensation," the young man quickly stated.
Chen Mo then turned his gaze to the woman. "In the future, when you find a girlfriend, open your eyes. Don't let her ruin you without you even knowing how you died."
"Yes, yes," the young man nodded nervously.
In his heart, he had already cursed the woman beside him to death.
If it weren't for her, how could he have provoked the eldest daughter of the Mo family?
"You smashed Mr. Chen's car and want to pay the original price? Is there such a good thing?" Mo Xiaojing spoke again at this moment.
The young man said nervously, "Miss Mo, I, I will do as you say."
"Mr. Chen will sell you this car. Add in compensation for emotional distress, and ten million yuan will suffice," Mo Xiaojing said calmly.
The young man's mouth fell open, his face full of astonishment.
Even Chen Mo beside him was a little surprised. He hadn't expected Mo Xiaojing to be even more ruthless than him, asking for ten million yuan right off the bat!
"Miss Mo, isn't this a bit too expensive? My father will beat me to death if he finds out," the young man said with difficulty.
"If that's the case, then let your father watch your company go bankrupt," Mo Xiaojing said calmly.
"No, no, no, I'll pay, I'll pay!" The young man no longer dared to refuse. He quickly took out a check, wrote ten million yuan, and handed it to Chen Mo.
Yamamoto Yoshio stepped forward and took the check.
The young man's face was anything but pleasant. He knew that after returning, a severe beating was unavoidable.
This money was the material cost for their project, not his personal funds.
"Get lost now!"
Mo Xiaojing's cold voice rang out again.
"Yes, yes, I'm leaving, I'm leaving!" The young man didn't dare to stay any longer. He got up and was about to leave.
"Stop." However, Chen Mo suddenly called out to the young man.
"Mr. Chen, do you, do you need anything else?" the young man asked nervously.
Chen Mo tossed the car keys in his hand to the young man. "Since the car is sold to you, take it and go."
The young man nervously took the car keys.
Seeing Chen Mo staring at him, the young man didn't dare to refuse. He hurriedly opened the car door, swept away the shattered glass fragments to the side, and prepared to drive away.
They had only smashed the car windows and dented the car body; the engine was undamaged.
"Honey, wait for me."
The woman hurriedly stood up and opened the car door, about to get in.
"Bang!"
Seeing this, the young man kicked the woman directly out of the car.
He roared, "Damn it, from now on, I have nothing to do with you! Everything I bought for you, all the money I gave you, give it all back to me tomorrow, or we'll meet in court!"
The woman was stunned for a moment, even forgetting to cry out in pain.
Then, the young man stepped on the accelerator and drove the BMW, with its windows open, out of the parking lot.
However, the young man didn't notice that as he drove onto the street, a black car followed the BMW.
The bodyguards also left in a panic.
Leaving the woman alone, still slumped foolishly on the spot.
"You're driving my car today. Don't you still need to pick up Mengyao?" Mo Xiaojing handed the car keys in her hand to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo asked, "What about you?"
"I'll have my assistant pick me up. Hurry up, or Mengyao will be angry," Mo Xiaojing said with a smile.
"Okay." Chen Mo didn't stand on ceremony.
Then, Chen Mo walked to Mo Xiaojing's red Ferrari.
As for Yamamoto Yoshio, he hailed a taxi and followed behind the Ferrari.
Yamamoto Yoshio deeply regretted not learning to drive back then.
He secretly resolved to learn to drive so he could be Chen Mo's driver.
At this moment, on Changsheng Avenue.
A BMW, with its windows open, was driving slowly.
Driving through the city earlier had attracted many onlookers and photographers.
The young man driving was thoroughly embarrassed, especially since several vans were following behind him, forming a bizarre motorcade.
Therefore, he could only choose to take the suburban avenue, where there were fewer cars and people, and he wouldn't feel so awkward.
He had also told those bodyguards to leave first.
"Screech!"
Just as the young man was about to turn right onto another road.
A car suddenly rushed out.
Startled, the young man slammed on the brakes, narrowly avoiding a collision with the black car.
"You son of a bitch, can't you drive! In such a hurry to be reincarnated!" The young man pointed at the black car ahead and cursed.
Because there was no windshield, the young man's voice was quite loud.
The black car stopped.
The car door opened, and a man wearing sunglasses got out.
"Idiot, wearing big sunglasses in the middle of the night, do you think you're the Terminator?!" the young man pointed at the man and cursed.
The man said nothing and slowly walked to the side of the young man's car.
"Damn it, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?!" The young man, already full of anger, grabbed a piece of shattered glass from inside the car and threw it at the man.
"Baga!" The man was furious and cursed.
"It's those R-country people again!" the young man cursed angrily and took out his phone, intending to call for backup.
However, before the young man could dial, a black gun barrel was already pressed against his forehead.
"You dog, you think a toy gun can scare me? Do you think I'm easily frightened?!" the young man said fearlessly.
"Bang!"
However, in the next second, a gunshot rang out.
The young man's eyes widened. He could clearly feel something passing through his head.
Then, his consciousness rapidly faded.
His face was filled with shock and disbelief. He hadn't even felt any pain before his vision went black.
"Chen Mo is dead. Mission accomplished," the man muttered as he saw the young man slumped in the car.
Before he died, the young man heard the man's words.
At that moment, he wished he could jump up and point at the man's nose and yell, "Can you stop being cool and take off your sunglasses, and see clearly! I'm not Chen Mo, I'm not Chen Mo!"
Unfortunately, the young man couldn't say a word and had lost all consciousness.
To his death, he couldn't believe that he had become a scapegoat!
The man put away his gun, returned to the car he came in, and drove away from the scene.
Meanwhile, Chen Mo had already driven the Ferrari to the hospital.
Tian Mengyao got into the car, looking puzzled.
She recognized it immediately. "This is Miss Mo's car?"
Tian Mengyao had seen this car before.
Chen Mo nodded. "Yes, my car was smashed this afternoon."
"Smashed? Someone dared to smash your car?" Tian Mengyao looked shocked.