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Chapter 11 On the Journey

"I've long wanted to go for a drive to Las Vegas in a convertible."

"As you wish." As he said that, Zhang Cheng drove towards Interstate 95 outside the city.

Reno is about 700 kilometers away from Las Vegas, and Bugatti's theoretical maximum speed exceeds 400 kilometers per hour, which seems to be able to reach it in two hours.

In fact, this is not the case at all. Not to mention the speeding problem, when Bugatti drives at a speed of up to 20,000 US dollars, it can only maintain a lifespan of fifteen minutes and then disintegrate and break. However, you don’t have to worry about the tire life problem at all, because Bugatti drives at a speed of very fast and burns oil in just 12 minutes and you will use up all the gasoline you fill up - and if you don’t need to turn on the speed switch with the speed key, you can only run at a maximum speed of 320 kilometers per hour.

"Hey, I haven't asked what your name is, the Chinese boy driving a brand new Bugatti sports car."

"Zhang Cheng, I'm very happy to see you. Where is your name?" I'm very happy to see you. This sentence has been said in English since Zhang Cheng, but only this time is the truth.

"Carry, I'm very happy to see you too. It's not long since you came to the United States, whether to study or travel?"

"I just arrived for more than two months and I came here to immigrate and school. I bought a vineyard in Washa County, and the Immigration Bureau gave me a green card. I sponsored the University of Nevada for one million, and they gave me an admission notice."

"Hey, young billionaire Zhang Cheng." As soon as he said that, the music in the mobile phone in Carrey's lv bag rang.

Carrey took out an apple that had been bitten from his bag and said sweetly: "Hey, mommy... well, I took a car out to play. My friend's car is my netizen... Yes, I came to school in the United States. I had made an appointment to go to Las Vegas as his guide, but I didn't know that he came today... Well, I know... I love your mom too."

Before Zhang Cheng could say anything, Carrey turned off his phone and said viciously to himself: "Damn bitch, go and report it so soon."

Carrey's perfect goddess image in Zhang Cheng's heart was instantly broken. Now Zhang Cheng has already believed Jenny's words.

Carrey turned his head and said sweetly to Zhang Cheng: "Okay, we have 48 hours to play now. You can already book a room and a dining table in Las Vegas in advance."

Beauty, you are from the performance department.

"It's not good to lie."

"We'll just add an MSN, and I didn't say when I met you."

"Okay, I will register one for you." Zhang Cheng slowed down and parked aside. After registering an MSN with his mobile phone, he found a hotel phone in Las Vegas and started booking rooms.

The first luxury suite was filled and hung up. The second and third luxury suites had been booked. The fourth hotel finally booked a luxury business suite, and then hung up the phone after booking a dining table in the hotel.

After getting back on the road, Zhang Cheng said, "I didn't expect the room to be so difficult to set."

"Hey, what we are going to, but Las Vegas attracts tourists all over the world, with an average of more than 100,000 people a day. In the peak tourist season, you won't be able to book a room without a week in advance."

After leaving the city and boarding Highway 95, Zhang Cheng maintained the speed at 85 kilometers.

After more than ten minutes like this, Carrey couldn't help it and said sweetly in Zhang Cheng's ear: "Hey, my dear, you see there are not many cars on the road, why don't we drive faster?"

Zhang Cheng: "I remember when I was taking the driver's license, I saw it. The speed exceeds 88 kilometers per hour is like speeding. I have not received a ticket yet."

Carrie's sweet voice sounded in his ears again: "Dear, a speeding ticket costs up to $500. Do you really care? It's already time to get off work, and there are still a few policemen who are squatting in the desert filled with sand and rattlesnakes on the side of the road in this season to shoot speeding? When this speed reaches Las Vegas, we will no longer be allowed to go out on the streets."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhang Cheng turned his head and glanced at Carrie's chest that was strangled by the seat belt, and said to Carrie: "Sit down, I'm going to speed up."

Carrey gently kissed Zhang Cheng on the lips: "Reward you." Then he sat down.

Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator. The Bugatti's acceleration of 0-100 km/h only took 2.5 seconds to fully demonstrate. Carrie's wavy blonde hair was flying backwards. Zhang Cheng's Luffy straw hat also flew high into the air...

The road from Reno to Las Vegas is deserted, and most of the road is deserted, which is really a good place to scream and vent your stress. Zhang Cheng overtakes countless times along the way, and they scream and sing or roar with Carrey in the back. On this road running through the desert area of ​​Nevada, Zhang Cheng unexpectedly found that everyone was speeding, but Zhang Cheng and his Bugatti are definitely the best among them.

Countless young people who were overtaken by Zhang Cheng tried to catch up with Zhang Cheng, and then they soon discovered that the distance between the two sides was getting farther and farther...

The oil tiger was fed once halfway. After leaving Reno for two hours and fifty minutes, Zhang Cheng drove nearly 730 kilometers from Reno to Las Vegas, a combination of American paradise and hell.

Carrey screamed in the car all the way, and when he got off at the hotel booked in Las Vegas, he seemed to be more tired than Zhang Cheng who was driving.

When Zhang Cheng just got off the car and handed the car keys to the doorman with excitement on the car, Carrey hugged Zhang Cheng. Zhang Cheng felt Carrey's fiery body in his arms and couldn't help but grab Carrey's back and buttocks, and the two of them started to chew on their mouths to each other at the hotel door.

It was not until Carrie was exhausted and her body became weak that the two men separated their mouths. Carrie said to Zhang Cheng: "Dear, I'm so happy."

"So too. I've never been so crazy..." Zhang Cheng was telling the truth, taking the girl he had met for the first time to speed for hundreds of kilometers and spending a weekend in a strange place.

The doorman who had been waiting for a long time then fucked: "Sir, your car key."

"Okay, go and see where our dining table is." He gave the doorman a Franklin, and Zhang Cheng walked into the hotel with Carrey's waist.

The piano sounds in the hotel restaurant, and you can enjoy various musical performances while eating here. After Zhang Cheng announced his name, the hospitality led the way to the dining table set by Zhang Cheng.

Carrey sat down and asked, "Why don't we have Chinese food? When I was in Reno, I occasionally went to Chinese restaurants to eat. It's okay to use chopsticks."

"No, just Western food. I'm a carnivore." After the two ordered red wine and ordered steak, Zhang Cheng said to Carey: "Chinese food is actually a big system. I am from the north, and the food is mainly salty and sauce-flavored. In China, we are divided into salty parties, and the earliest group of people who came to the United States were from the south. I suspect that they are all from Huaiyang cuisine. Their food is mainly light and sweet. In China, they are called the sweet party. In China, our salty party has a greater influence, but now the Chinese restaurant industry in the United States is almost all the sweet party territory. I am not very accustomed to the Chinese food in Reno."

Carrey was fascinated by the fact that your struggle was so complicated. I have heard of the White House comments on the issue of adding sugar or salt tofu brains, and they have asked the president to legislate to confirm that tofu brains can only add sugar or salt, which is even more quarrel than the Republican and Democratic presidential elections.”

"Because the sweetness or saltiness of tofu brains is directly related to our daily lives. As for who is the president, it has nothing to do with us."
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