I'm A Quadrillionaire by Xirou Huang

I’m A Quadrillionaire chapter 62

Originally, David planned to leave the issue be since it was just a small scratch, and repair fees were not a concern to him. However, he did not expect to meet such an arrogant person.

‘Fine, then. I’m not going to waste energy arguing with someone like this, I’ll just call the police!

The woman’s loud voice attracted many passers-by.

It was currently the labor day public holiday, so there were many cars on the road. When they saw a car collide with the rear end of a Bugatti Veyron, many people moved over to the service area to observe.

“What the hell, that’s a Bugatti Veyron! That car costs at least thirty million! Even repainting must cost a few hundred thousand!”

“So expensive? Since it’s a rear-end collision, the BMW will have to take full responsibility! Even if they sold their BMW, they might not even have enough to pay for the repairs!”

“Sigh. I can’t afford to pay the repairs for such an expensive car. I’m going to steer clear of cars like this in the future.”

“Hey, hey, hey! What are you guys saying? Do none of you have better things to do?”

Once David heard her, he understood that this woman was just here to argue for the sake of arguing.

Soon after, the traffic police arrived at the scene.

and the cameras in the service area, they agreed that the BMW should have to take

this point, the BMW driver

price of sixty million, though the market price is around eighty million now. There’s a small scratch in the rear, so I’m guessing that

gossip sucked in a cold breath when they

‘Eighty million?

simple scratch would cost at least

had refreshed the crowd’s

the world

least a million? That’s impossible!

up on your phone and see if

on her phone

have money for you! All I can give you is

started acting

had never seen someone this

you don’t have any money, I will have to apply for a distraint warrant. By then, your house and car will be auctioned

The woman was too shocked to speak, and her complexion paled in fear. The crowd around, however, were

Mister! Can you please not take my mom away? Please! I’ll apologize on behalf of my mom. I’ll pay you back once I grow up

found that a little girl around five years old had hugged his pant leg without his

your mom?” David pointed at