Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 138: Even More Awesome than Chen Zixu

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: Even More Awesome than Chen Zixu

"Oh boy, look at that convincing act," sneered the mistress, her lips curling up to her ears.

Song Xiaodong snorted and said, "Cheap women like you are really clueless. Su Ni, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and draft the contract."

At this point, Song Xiaoru wanted to persuade Song Xiaodong, but she found herself at a loss for words. Not buying the car would mean Song Xiaodong would lose face, as if he were a dog peeing on the street—how shameful that would be.

But the idea of directly buying such an expensive car made Song Xiaoru’s flesh ache—the car cost over five million, and that was without counting other taxes and fees. Could easily exceed six million. Even if Song Xiaodong said he had twenty million, this purchase alone would take up more than a quarter of it. She couldn’t bear it.

Moreover, the most she normally spent was around a thousand yuan or less. Now suddenly to talk about millions was just too much of a mental shock for her to handle.

Su Ni’s eyes widened as she stammered to Song Xiaodong, "Sir, you... you might want to think this over. This is... this is over five million we’re talking about."

Song Xiaodong waved his hand dismissively and said imperiously, "I don’t care, I’m set on buying this car."

Su Ni said, "Then... then let’s look at another car, this car..."

The mistress gloated, "No, don’t! This is the one. Why change cars?"

Song Xiaodong glared at her and snapped, "Just do the contract when you’re told to, and quit your babbling."

Su Ni’s lips pouted slightly. She meant well, but ended up being yelled at by Song Xiaodong, which made her feel rather aggrieved.

The manager then waved his hand and instructed, "Go make the contract, what are you waiting for?" He could tell when someone was serious, and if a person was willing to argue this much at this point, they weren’t just posturing. It seemed the car sale was a sure thing that day.

Selling a luxury car worth five million wasn’t easy—one a month was already good. For the dealership, it was a major deal, and he couldn’t help but feel excited about it.

Su Ni finally went to draft the contract. The manager spoke respectfully, "Sir, madam, please come this way and rest for a moment."

"Hey, hey, what’s wrong with this manager? Just like that, you’re being fooled?" the mistress blurted out, her eyes drilling into him.

The manager frowned slightly and said, "Madam, everyone who comes here is a customer. If you need anything, our sales staff will help you."

The mistress grew more annoyed and said, "Hey, hey, are you in cahoots with him or what?"

"Madam, we’re just doing business here. What do you mean by ’cahoots’? The customer has to pay to buy the car, and once the money is in our company’s account, we have to pay taxes on it. The tax we pay on a five-million-dollar car is no small sum."

The manager spoke logically and made sense, leaving the mistress speechless, yet she still retorted with a curled lip, "Who knows what tricks you might be pulling."

The manager really disliked this mistress, but being in business, he couldn’t offend customers. He replied with a smile, "I apologize, but I have no quarrel with you, madam. Why would I offend a customer like you?"

The mistress huffed, "I don’t believe it. He couldn’t possibly buy a car for real. No, I have to keep an eye on him. He isn’t pulling one over on me this time—not a chance."

Just then, someone called out from behind with excitement, "Big brother, what a coincidence, you’re here too."

Song Xiaodong turned his head and saw that it was none other than Chen Zixu. Especially when he saw the enthusiastic look on the guy’s face, he couldn’t help but find it somewhat amusing and said, "It’s quite a coincidence, don’t tell me this dealership belongs to your family, does it?"

"No, no, but it’s owned by a friend of mine. Big brother, are you here to buy a car?" Chen Zixu ingratiatingly moved closer. Although Song Xiaodong had already said he would take care of his treatment later, it still hadn’t been done. For the sake of the happiness of the rest of his life, and also because he was truly a bit afraid of Song Xiaodong, his attitude was just indescribably good.

"Yeah," Song Xiaodong nodded.

It was just a simple greeting, but the manager and the melon-seed-faced saleswoman’s expressions changed instantly. Chen Zixu liked cars and often came to this dealership to check out any new ones.

So, with the exception of Su Ni, the new saleswoman, the rest of the staff knew exactly what kind of person Chen Zixu was.

And Chen Zixu, who usually acted so high and mighty, was actually calling Song Xiaodong "big brother," and from the looks of it, he was obviously trying to ingratiate himself. Didn’t that mean that Song Xiaodong was even more formidable than Chen Zixu?

At that moment, Chen Zixu slapped his chest and said, "Then, whatever car you want to buy, I’ll give it to you as a gift. No need for you to spend money."

"You’re giving it to me?" Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but smile, "I want to buy this Ferrari 599."

"Ah, this one... um... I don’t have that much money." Chen Zixu suddenly felt embarrassed. Although he came from a very wealthy family, his allowance wasn’t that extravagant. Even though he managed a company, he couldn’t just misuse the company’s money; if his dad found out, he’d skin him alive.

At this, the manager and the saleswoman with the melon-seed face were utterly dumbfounded, especially the saleswoman, who now realized she had completely missed out on a great opportunity to earn a commission and even offended Song Xiaodong. If he decided to target her later, she would be in big trouble.

Seeing Chen Zixu frankly admitting he didn’t have the money, Song Xiaodong felt somewhat less animosity toward him and said, "You don’t have to give it to me; I’ll buy it myself."

"This... how could I let that happen? Alright, I’m well acquainted with the owner here, so I’ll get you a discount, and then I’ll pay for half of it myself, the rest, cough cough... Big brother, you can pay," offered Chen Zixu.

Song Xiaodong waved his hand, "No need for such trouble, just help me get a discount."

Chen Zixu insisted, "No way, no way, I would feel so embarrassed. If you don’t let me pay half, I won’t be able to lift my head in front of my friends. It’s settled then."

"Oh my, here we go again with the drama, it’s so amusing," quipped the Mistress, who still hadn’t realized the seriousness of the situation.

Chen Zixu frowned, "Big brother, who is this..."

Song Xiaodong said, "I don’t know her, but this woman was just betting with me, saying I couldn’t afford this car. She claimed that if I could, she’d bark like a dog and even mimic a dog peeing."

Chen Zixu glared and cursed, "Fuck, where did this dumb bitch come from?"

The Mistress jumped up and shouted, "Who are you cursing? Are you sick or something?"

Chen Zixu pointed at the Mistress’s nose and scolded, "Scolding you, what about it? You stinking woman, you made a bet with my big brother, didn’t you? Later, don’t forget to bark like a dog and ’do your business’ too. If you miss a single detail, I won’t let you off!"