Zhuang Keluo, the infatuated girl, stared intently at the man on the screen, her eyes brimming with adoration. The scene from yesterday flashed through her mind.
This was the man who, in the extremely critical moment, just as the bombs were about to explode, suddenly grabbed her and jumped out with her in his arms. Although he didn't press her tightly beneath him to avoid being hit by shrapnel, he buried his head in her chest—it felt quite nice.
Thinking about it, Zhuang Keluo felt a warm glow, yet also a rather complicated feeling.
How complicated?
It was a mixture of boundless admiration for a hero, a sense of security, and a maternal affection. She suddenly wanted to hold the head of that man named Lu Chen in her arms, his face pressed against her chest.
"Mmm, so good..."
Without realizing it, Zhuang Keluo placed her hands on her chest.
"Miss, Miss... what's wrong?" Hu Hanwu asked in surprise. However, as someone with experience, he could tell from Zhuang Keluo's delicate pink face and dazed eyes that this young lady was clearly infatuated.
Turning his head to look at the man on the screen, he was tall and handsome, but compared to the cool, sophisticated type, he was still somewhat lacking.
With a young lady's looks, figure, and status, what kind of sophisticated man couldn't she have?
Therefore, Hu Hanwu was quite puzzled.
He certainly couldn't understand how a girl would be so moved by a man who risked his life to shield her from a bomb, using his own body to jump out with her in his arms.
Especially for a girl like Zhuang Keluo, who had loved to travel since childhood and dreamed of meeting her own hero.
Zhuang Keluo, lost in her own world staring at the tall, handsome figure on the screen, finally snapped out of her reverie when Hu Hanwu called out to her.
Even with her thick skin, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She coughed lightly twice, glanced at the environment on the screen, and exclaimed in surprise, "Why are all these cheap cars? They're not high-end at all!"
Hu Hanwu looked embarrassed. "Actually, they're not exactly cheap cars. They're just some lower-end domestic cars. It's part of our showroom; we display more than ten kinds of domestic cars, ranging in price from 70,000 to 150,000 yuan."
"I see, I see! Stop rambling!" Zhuang Keluo turned her head and rolled her eyes at Hu Hanwu.
Hu Hanwu chuckled dryly.
"Sigh, my man drives these kinds of low-end cars? How can this be?" Zhuang Keluo sighed, looking at the man named Lu Chen on the screen, muttering to herself.
Hu Hanwu said, "Well, actually, domestic cars these days are pretty good. Take this newly launched Roewe W5 SUV, for example, it's priced around 150,000 yuan, and its performance is decent in all aspects. Seven have already been sold this month."
"Garbage!" Zhuang Keluo asserted, "I've never driven a car worth less than a million."
Hu Hanwu smiled bitterly to himself. *Miss, that's you. You're a rich heiress.* Most ordinary people are happy and content to drive a car worth 70,000 or 80,000 yuan.
However, he certainly didn't dare say it aloud, and could only nod repeatedly in agreement.
Zhuang Keluo suddenly asked, "I remember my grandfather saying something about the cars in this auto mall, didn't he?"
Hu Hanwu frowned slightly, then quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, that's right. Grandpa said that if Miss likes any of the cars here, she can drive it away. If she doesn't like it anymore, she can drive it back. At most, she can sell it as a used car."
As he spoke, he understood, and he looked at the man on the monitor screen with a hint of jealousy. "Isn't it obvious? The young lady disapproves of his cheap car and wants to buy him a nice one."
Judging by the way the young lady seems so excited about it, it might be a car worth millions.
Sure enough, Zhuang Keluo spoke up: "Old Hu, show me all the catalogs of cars over five million. I want to pick a few."
"Pick a few?" Hu Hanwu's jaw nearly dropped. This was too extravagant! Just to seduce a man, did she have to go to such lengths?
"Did you hear me? Hurry up!" Zhuang Keluo shouted.
Hu Hanwu nodded quickly and turned to shout, "Xiao Mei, go get the catalogs of cars over five million! Now! Quickly! Hurry!"
A graceful young woman quickly stood up and ran to find the catalogs.
Meanwhile, Zhuang Keluo, her eyes glued to Lu Chen on the monitor, suddenly darkened her expression. She snapped, "Old Hu, what's wrong with that saleswoman? How is she doing her job? My husband called her, and she just walked away? Is she looking down on people?"
Hu Hanwu glanced at the screen, his face instantly darkening.
On the other side of the screen, in the showroom, Lu Chen stood in front of the Roewe W5 SUV, tapping here and there. After looking at it for so long, he was quite satisfied with the Roewe W5. Of course, the Great Wall Haval H6 was also a good option. Both were similarly priced, and their styling and performance were decent.
Liu Li had given him 200,000 yuan for a car; that would be enough for either of these, plus insurance and license plates. However, Lu Chen was now wondering if he should buy such a nice car. He had looked at a few SUVs around 70,000 or 80,000 yuan that seemed quite good. Now was a time when money was tight; would buying a small car costing over 100,000 yuan be a waste?
Actually, back in Jiaying City, when Lu Chen was still a wealthy young master, he drove a car worth at least a million, just like Zhuang Keluo. But now, he had no choice but to consider buying a car worth only 70,000 or 80,000 to save money.
Thinking about this, Lu Chen felt a pang of bitterness. Sigh, life is unpredictable!
However, he was quite good at motivating himself. So what if he had a car worth millions? So what if he lived the life of a young master? None of it was earned by himself. Did he have to marry a shrew for all that?
Absolutely not!
I must establish myself in Yunzhou City, develop slowly, and when I become a powerful figure, I'll return with twenty different models of multi-million dollar luxury cars, transported by plane, following me wherever I want. I can have whichever one the plane drops off!
And then, you want me to marry that woman Wan Qian? Fine, I'll marry her! I'll marry her to torment her. "Damn it, making her my mistress, bringing me water to wash my feet every night and stuff like that."
Thinking this, Lu Chen chuckled to himself. He decided against buying the SUV, which cost over ten thousand yuan, but a test drive wouldn't hurt. So, he called out to a saleswoman, "Miss, come open the car door, I'd like to test drive this car!"
However, the saleswoman, though somewhat attractive, lacked manners. She gave him a disdainful look and rudely said, "Sorry, that car isn't for test drives!"
"Why not? Everyone else can test drive!" Lu Chen looked around, feeling frustrated. In this huge showroom, quite a few people were indeed test driving cars. The sound of car engines could be heard everywhere.
The sales assistant scoffed, "Sir, others can test drive, but you don't need to, do you?" Just then, another voice called out from elsewhere, "Sales assistant, come quickly, let us test drive this car!"
It was a middle-aged woman adorned with jewelry calling out, accompanied by a young man in his early twenties, also decked out in designer brands, but with a pale, bluish complexion and dark circles under his eyes.
They looked like a mother and son.
Beside them was a Great Wall Haval H8, priced at 228,800 yuan.
The sales assistant responded eagerly and quickly ran over.
This scene was witnessed by Zhuang Keluo in the monitoring room.
Lu Chen was now annoyed. Damn it, had the legendary "judging others by their appearance" kicked in?
He looked down at his clothes; the total cost of his clothes, pants, and shoes shouldn't have exceeded two hundred yuan. So, the sales assistant realized I didn't look like car buyers and said I didn't need to test drive?
Lu Chen became increasingly convinced that this wouldn't do. In today's service-oriented market, how could these sales assistants survive? They had to be taught a lesson!
He snorted, walked over, and said coldly, "Salesperson, what kind of service is this? I called you first, why are you here? We're all test driving, why don't I get to? Explain yourself!"
The salesperson glanced at him disdainfully, then spoke bluntly, "Sir, do you look like someone buying a car? Looking around like you're just strolling down the street. I've seen plenty of people like you who don't do anything productive and just come here to join the fun. You may waste time, but I don't!"
As she spoke, she opened the car door with the electronic key and said ingratiatingly to the middle-aged woman, "Beautiful lady, come on in and test drive! This car just arrived recently, it's a top-of-the-line domestic SUV, its performance rivals Toyota and Honda. You won't regret it, and it's a way to support domestic products and show your patriotism!"
Her words were incredibly sweet to different people.
Lu Chen was furious: "Someone like you, I reckon no matter how patriotic you are, it's useless. You're dragging down the overall quality of the nation."
Before the saleswoman could speak, the middle-aged woman interrupted: "Tsk tsk, acting like you're so cultured, arguing with a young girl like this, what's the point? Besides, the young girl's right, someone like you is obviously just here to watch the show. Can you even afford a car? Forget about those costing tens or hundreds of thousands, you probably can't even afford the ones costing tens of thousands!"
As she spoke, her eyes held even more contempt than the saleswoman's.
"Exactly!" The sales assistant was delighted that someone was speaking up for her. "These poor bastards really shouldn't be allowed in. I was just thinking of suggesting to my manager that anyone coming into the showroom to look at cars should first show proof of their bank statements, so we don't waste our time. It's not easy being in this line of work! We exhaust ourselves trying to persuade people to come and chat, and then...!"
Then she quickly added, "Of course! Someone as elegant as you, Miss, is obviously wealthy; no proof is needed!"
These words made the middle-aged woman extremely happy.
Oh dear! Lu Chen was furious.
She glanced at Lu Chen again, her puffy eyes suddenly lighting up: "Hey young man, you're pretty sturdy! How about this, be my friend, serve me well, and I'll buy you a car?"
Immediately afterward, the young man beside her stomped his foot and said in a coquettish voice, "Sister, how can you do this? How can you flirt with another man in front of me? I won't allow it, I'll be jealous!"
As he spoke, he grabbed the middle-aged woman's arm and twisted it back and forth.
Holy crap! Lu Chen almost threw up. It wasn't a mother and son, it was an older woman and a gigolo!