The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

Chapter 242

Chapter 242 The Passat

Two girls followed out of the BMW X5. They looked like typical internet celebrities and dressed in fancy clothes.

They immediately joined the curse with the man.

“Are you blind? Didn’t you take driving lessons before?”

“Don’t you feel humiliated driving a Passat on the road? Don’t you know to get out of the way when you see a BMW coming?!”

The girls looked down upon Nathan, saying that he was blocking them and that his lame car was not worthy of being in front

of a BMW!

The man also said unhappily, “Okay, I won’t make things difficult for you. My car was new. I can let you go if you pay me twenty thousand and then kneel to apologize.”

Gussie couldn’t bear it. She pushed open the car door, got out of the car, and growled, “You crashed into us. What do you mean by asking me to pay?”

“What the hell are you talking about? You drove a garbage Passat and didn’t get out of our way, so you got crashed by us. It’s all your fault.”

“That’s right. How could a lame Passat not drive to the side and make Mr. Marcher crash the front of his car?”

The two internet celebrities immediately retorted with disdain.

“Do you know who Mr. Marcher is? He is the deputy director of operations of Quenya Live. He could use a random phone call to

make you notorious.”

“That’s right. If you dare to stand in the way of Mr. Marcher, you deserve to be bumped! Also, do you know who we are? We are

the new stars of Quenya Live and have a hundred thousand fans!”

Wyvern was stunned when he saw Gussie. His eyes lit up, and he laughed.

“You two, don’t be so rude. She is the most famous star of our single–player game channel, Gussie!” Wyvern waved at the two

celebrities and said.

looking at her, they

from some rich

sneered at the two internet celebrities. After Nathan spent a million for her, she changed from a

star.

only did a live stream for about three hours

were really not

“Since Mr. Marcher is the executive of Quenya Live, I won’t argue with you. How do

are Miss Reagan, I

Miss Reagan accompanying me to drink a few cups tonight?”

apologize to me. I can let him go as long as he pays for my car

think

at Wyvern expressionlessly and didn’t say anything.

if she

me. I have admired you for a long time… Tsk tsk, your breasts are really big,

his hand lewdly, wanting to pull Gussie’s wrist.

vigilantly and asked angrily, “Mr. Marcher, are

How

you? Why should he pay you

you who should pay us!”

face was livid. But before he could say anything, the two internet celebrities started

could you be so rude? Do you know anything about

how to please your boss? How could a successful star be with a man who drives a Passat? Don’t you

cherish the chance Mr. Marcher gave to you. Mr. Marcher rarely gives a person such

to speak to him with such an attitude? You are really unreasonable!”

know that your current status and salary are all obtained by Mr. Marcher for

feeling what they said was really

face softened a little. He snorted coldly and said to Gussie, “They are right. You’d better not be so immature, thinking you are a big star and trying to play tricks on me.

myself, and it has nothing to do with you. If you want to

his hand and scolded, “Damn it. You don’t understand

indifferently, “You won’t be

You really know how to bluff! A loser who drives a Passat imagines himself as the boss? My BMW can buy

saying this, Wyvern raised his palm and asked Gussie, “Have you learned to

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