"This one."
Li Lingling pointed to the car.
The manager looked at Li Lingling in surprise, guessing that Zhu Gaohui liked this woman so much
In the past, Zhu Gaohui often came, and the women he brought were different, but the cars he bought were all 200,000 yuan.
"Manager, this lady first..." The salesman whispered to the manager.
The manager glanced at Chuzheng, a little girl, not a familiar face, he didn't pay much attention: "Take her to see other cars."
The salesman opened his lower lip, but the manager didn't listen to her.
The manager smiled and said, "Mr. Zhu has a good eye. This car sells for 1.53 million overseas..."
Before the manager could finish speaking, Li Lingling's voice changed in shock: "How much?"
Zhu Gaohui also changed his face obviously, and then he looked at the brand of the car, it turned out to be a Mercedes-Benz.
Just now, his attention was on Chuzheng, and he didn't look at the car carefully at all.
"One and a half million five hundred thousand..."
Manager repeats.
Li Lingling still has self-knowledge, Zhu Gaohui can buy her a car for 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, but more than one million yuan, that is impossible.
The manager probably found something, and didn't say anything for a while, just looked at Zhu Gaohui.
Chuzheng stood behind and looked at them calmly, as if he was saying: Buy it!
Zhu Gaohui: "..."
Being looked at by a little girl like this, Zhu Gaohui's mood was inexplicably complicated.
This amount of money is nothing. Buying it for himself won't even blink, but buying it for Li Lingling, Zhu Gaohui felt it was not worth it in his heart.
However, Chuzheng looked at him like that, as if the other party looked down on him if he didn't buy it, Zhu Gaohui's masculinity was aroused: "Buy it!"
Li Lingling was still nervous at first, but when she heard such a sound suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Zhu Gaohui with affection.
One and a half million cars!
She hadn't thought about it before...
Zhu Gaohui was watching Chuzheng.
Li Lingling was dissatisfied and pulled Zhu Gaohui to the side, and Zhu Gaohui had to look away.
Chuzheng pulled down the salesman just now and pointed to the car on the other side: "That car, full price, hurry up."
The salesman was stunned: "That car sells for three million."
"Yeah." Chuzheng nodded coldly.
The salesman immediately dragged the manager down: "Manager, this lady wants that car."
The manager was talking to Zhu Gaohui, but he didn't read the salesman's words, "Just take her to go through the formalities."
Seller:"… "
Three million cars are generally received by the manager in person.
She had never sold such an expensive car, but the manager said so, so the salesman had to take Chuzheng to go through the formalities.
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The manager personally sent Zhu Gaohui out, and as soon as he walked outside, a car drove directly past.
Li Lingling saw Chuzheng in the driver's seat, and the car turned away immediately. Li Lingling didn't see what kind of car it was.
But she felt in her heart that it was definitely not a luxury car.
The manager pulled the salesman next to him: "What happened to the car?"
Salesperson: "Sell... Sold, Xiao Xia sold... "
"Where's Xiao Xia?"
Xiao Xia was called over.
"manager?"
"You sold that car?"
"...Yes, yes." Xiao Xia nodded.
"Why didn't you call me?"
Xiao Xia said weakly: "I told you, you let me sell it myself."
The manager suddenly remembered that he had spoken to Zhu Gaohui before, and Xiao Xia had said a few words to him.
The manager couldn't get up, down, or send in one breath. After all, they did tell him.
The employee next to him muttered, "Why is the manager so angry?"
"That car is 3 million yuan. Xiao Xia sold it himself, and the manager can't get a commission. Can he not be angry?"
"three million?"
"I saw that little girl just now. She was in her mid-twenties and bought a three-million-dollar car?"
"Second generation rich."
The whispers of the employees fell in Li Lingling's ears, and the smile on her face slowly stiffened.
three million
Where did she get so much money from
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Chuzheng drove away, a road was blocked for some reason, and the navigation was red, red, yellow and yellow.
Chuzheng had to change paths.
When passing the traffic light, Chuzheng slowed down the speed of the car, who knew that an old man on the side of the road actually walked staggeringly towards her car.
Then…
A biker in front of her got hit!
The bicycle suddenly rushed up from behind, and it seemed to be in a hurry. The old man was probably targeting her, but he didn't expect to collide with the bicycle.
The old man and the bicycle owner fell to the ground at the same time.
"Ouch..."
The old man was lying on the ground groaning with a look of pain on his face. It was estimated that there was a problem with the fall. After all, the speed of the bicycle just now was very fast.
The owner of the bicycle is a teenager, dressed in a white sweater, black slacks, and very ordinary clothes.
His hair was dyed with a few strands of blue, and his face was blue and purple. He didn't know who had beaten him before, but he could still see that his face was handsome.
The teenager got up from the ground and went to help the old man: "Are you all right?"
The old man waved the young man away: "Oh, are you trying to kill me? My waist..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." The boy apologized in a low voice.
"What's not intentional, lose money!!" The old man's voice was full of anger, and it didn't seem like he ran into a problem at all.
The young man pursed his lower lip and touched his body. There was a one hundred yuan, and the rest were scattered five yuan and ten yuan: "That's all I have..."
The old man wailed and scolded: "You sent beggars, you hit me like this, this money is not enough for my hospital examination!"
Chuzheng pushed open the car door and went out.
There are no pedestrians on this road. Chuzheng swept around and found no surveillance, but there were some passing cars. At this time, some people stopped to watch the fun.
The old man pulled the young man, and it cost 30,000 yuan to open his mouth.
Chuzheng was originally watching the fun, but the king suddenly appeared to remind her to do good things.
"… "
It's so pitiful for the poor, helpless little one.
Chuzheng bypassed the group of people, went to the opposite bank to withdraw some money, and asked the bank for a black plastic bag to bring back.
There were more people watching, and there were a few people in the crowd who were helping the old man to speak, and there was a lot of people who would not let him go if he didn't lose money today.
Chuzheng walked over with a plastic bag.
The young man was dragged, his clothes were wrinkled, and the voices around him kept flocking to him.
Chuzheng pulled the boy's sweater hat and pulled him back.
The few 'just' people thought that the boy wanted to run, and subconsciously wanted to arrest him, Chuzheng hit him with a plastic bag containing money, and withdrew his hands at the same time.
"What are you doing!"
Chuzheng looked at the old man lying on the ground and asked casually, "Want money?"
"Whatever wants money, this is what he should pay!" Someone scolded: "He hit people first, let's see how they hit them."
The young man was suddenly pulled away just now, but he regained his senses at this time, and stepped forward and tugged at Chuzheng's sleeve: "That...it's my fault..."