Wilkinson looked at Zhang Yang and didn't react for a moment, "What's wrong? Zhang? We just won the championship, so we should be happier. It seems like you are... Is it a relationship problem? Oh, God, sorry, I can't help you, because I have never talked about it..."

The more Zhang Yang heard, his face became darker. He knew Wilkinson was joking, but now it is so formal, how could he make such a joke?

So Zhang Yang said word by word, "Mr. Wilkinson, I want to ask... Where is my luxury sports car?"

This is what matters!

When he won the championship yesterday, Zhang Yang was already thinking about his "his own" sports car.

That's a luxury sports car!

From now on, I drive a luxury sports car everywhere. Just thinking about it makes me feel cool. The dream of a sports car beauty is about to be realized halfway, and Zhang Yang really can't wait any longer!

Wilkinson pulled the corner of his mouth, and Ebenezer, who had just entered the door, did the same thing. They could understand Zhang Yang's mood because they were all very jealous. Even Ebenezer only drove a sedan worth tens of thousands of pounds. Wilkinson didn't even have a car because he did not have a British-accredited driver's license.

Wilkinson sighed and eventually lost to Zhang Yang's serious attitude, "Okay! OK! Prince Mossad will go to the World Cup in June and will come to London. He plans to return to Saudi Arabia until the end of the year. You will definitely have sports cars at that time!"

Zhang Yang was very sorry after hearing this.

He originally thought Wilkinson had a car key or could drive the car over and transfer it directly to himself, but he didn't expect that this guy was just a minion? He also wanted his beloved prince to go there himself?
Chapter completed!