She did it on purpose!
Dio had a headache. After Natasha got to know his bottom line more and more, her attitude towards him seemed to become more and more casual. You know, he had scared her so much that she broke into cold sweats several times in the past, but now a "warning" could only make her restrain herself. It seemed that he should find a way to make her suffer.
"Don't you like anything? Why don't you go look somewhere else? Over there is a Porsche, and behind that is a Ford. You'll always find something you like."
After 'Nancy' left, Jessica asked with a smile as if nothing had happened.
Seeing that she didn't seem to care about Nancy's misleading hints, Dio was a little surprised. He didn't want to explain anything. The two of them were not in a real relationship, but after thinking about it, he said, "She is just like this. She likes to talk nonsense. I promised her to try my best to save one person. I plan to go and check the situation tonight."
"I know."
"You know?" Dio was even more surprised. Natasha had just agreed with him to go and 'visit' Tony Stark with the SHIELD people in the evening. Because of the favors they had done before, he reluctantly agreed to go and take a look. Whether he could be cured and how to cure him was still unknown. How could she know
Then he realized that he was overthinking and the two people were talking about completely different things.
"My intuition tells me that the woman just now did it on purpose. If something really happened between you two, neither of you would have behaved like that. Of course, it is also possible that I guessed wrong. You both have won Oscars and your acting skills are impeccable." Jessica laughed as she spoke.
Sometimes women's intuition is really scary. Dio didn't expect that the reason Jessica gave him was so simple. He thought she didn't care at all.
"Let's go, since you have something else to do tonight, let's hurry up."
Dior had no objection, so the two of them went straight to the Porsche dealership.
As soon as he got off the car, he was attracted by the silver-gray little treasure on the exhibition stand.
"Hey, wanna check it out? It's a hybrid model, with a 4.6-liter V8 and a rechargeable lithium-ion battery that powers three electric motors for a total of 887 horsepower, and it accelerates from zero to 60 mph in just 2.2 seconds..."
"Only 918 units of this Porsche 918 were produced worldwide, and only 250 were sold in the United States. This is also the last one our store will sell. Its price is... $929,999!"
Dior and Jessica stood in the crowd, listening to the exclamations coming from all around them and the salesperson on the stage's eloquent praises.
I have to say, putting aside the gimmicks the other party mentioned, this Porsche 918 is indeed eye-catching. The smooth lines almost make people mistakenly think that there is a silver cheetah lying there.
However, the high price of nearly one million US dollars discouraged people in the audience. A platinum version of the Cayenne with all the configurations costs only more than 70,000 US dollars.
If you have a million dollars to buy a car, why not buy a customized sports car instead of the fastest mass-produced one
More people shook their heads and left to look at other models, but Dior walked over with great interest.
"You want to buy this car?"
"I believe in rapport, so if the price is right."
Dior really liked this car, so he took the initiative to find the slightly depressed salesperson on the stage and expressed his interest.
"Please come in, I'll go get you two cups of coffee and we can talk slowly."
After learning about it in detail, Dio has almost decided that this is it, but he has a few requirements.
"I want to apply for a 60-month installment loan. Is that okay?"
"Of course, with your credit score, you don't need to pay a single cent down payment and can directly apply for installment payment." After checking Dior's credit score, the salesperson readily agreed.
Jessica was a little surprised. She knew that Dior had made at least several million dollars. Even if he took out one million to buy a car, he could afford it. Why did he have to go through the trouble of applying for installments and paying interest? It was not cost-effective at all.
So she immediately leaned over to his ear and whispered, "If you don't have your card, you can use mine first."
However, she had no idea what kind of tricks Dio was thinking. Besides, this amount of interest was not very high for him. It was always good to keep some extra money in hand. In case of any emergency, he would still have the capital to take a gamble.
So he didn't explain much and politely declined the other party's kindness.
"Also, regarding vehicle insurance, I would like to purchase a separate policy..."
When Dior drove away the silver-gray Porsche 918, the insurance agent and salesperson who came to provide door-to-door service were still confused. They had seen insurance policies that covered catastrophic risks, but this was the first time they had seen someone so meticulous as to include such absurd clauses as alien invasion in the contract!
For this reason, the insurance salesman personally asked his superior for permission, and then collected an extra sum of money and added it to the amount.
After buying the car, the "mentally abnormal" Dior, accompanied by Jessica, rented a villa of just over 400 square meters not far from Chinatown. In fact, the price was not expensive even if he bought it. With Dio's current financial resources, he could afford it. However, when he thought that this place might become a ruin in 12 years, he immediately lost the desire to buy it. It was still more cost-effective to rent a house.
A two-year contract was signed in one go and the payment was made in cash, which immediately shut up the landlord who wanted to just sell the property and not rent it out.
Sign, pay, get the key... ... Finally I don’t have to stay in that small room in the restaurant anymore, and I can also take a good shower.
Dio was very satisfied with his current living conditions. There was no need to bring the things left in the restaurant with him, so the two of them went directly to the supermarket and bought some ingredients, sauces, daily necessities and cleaning tools. They simply cleaned the dust on their own without calling the cleaning staff.
After everything was done, Dior took out the ingredients and prepared to reward Jessica to thank her for being busy with him for the whole day.
Then Jessica, wearing a black vest that showed off her perfect figure, leaned against the kitchen door frame and asked with a lingering look in her eyes, "You just want to thank me with a dinner?"
Dio dropped the kitchen knife in his hand, walked over quickly, picked her up by the waist, and strode towards the bedroom.
It is common knowledge between men and women on dates to sing before having a meal. After a while, the singing voice comparable to that of a soprano resounded throughout the room.
As for the business of the evening? Hey, now is the time to do business!
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