บท 80: What Kind Of Fly

"I'm sorry, I never drink tea," Su Yan said impatiently.

"You don't drink tea? That's fine too. I still have a can of coffee I brought back from Country E in the car. Why don't we borrow this feng shui treasure land of yours and have a cup together?" Zhang Jinshan replied shamelessly.

"No!" Su Yan spat out the one word coldly.

The moment after she replied, she simply turned off the engine and got out of the car. Zhang Jinshan's pestering made her feel disgusted, and she planned to make it clear to him.

"Hehe, not only is Miss Su beautiful, she also knows how to joke." Zhang Jinshan laughed and did not take Su Yan's cold words seriously at all.

Looking at Zhang Jinshan's lecherous manner, Su Yan pointed at the Porsche 718 and said, "I drive this car. You should know it, right? I don't need to say much about what it represents."