Chapter 97: Buying a Car on a Large Scale

  "This is the Maybach 62S, extremely luxurious and elegant, with powerful dynamics. Top-grade leather, top-grade wood trim, handcrafted... According to Mr. Lin's order, everything uses the highest standard, all procedures are handled, you just need 120 million and it's yours." The general manager personally introduced a delicate white Maybach 62S.

  He Ming opened it and took a look, the interior was also exquisite white, everything was high-end goods. Sitting in and feeling it, I felt that the Maybach 62S was different from others, extremely comfortable, with top-level leather seats that fit the human body curve.

  He Ming said directly in the car: "I want it. Go and take a look at Ferrari 458. And also Nanshan Weng's mover."

  The general manager was overjoyed and said: "Abdominal brother, great! I admire you so much!"

  He Ming glanced at the general manager with a big belly, looking at his sparse hair, and was sure he was over fifty years old. Such enthusiastic fans were a bit uncomfortable, why not introduce a Zhou Qingyun-like beautiful leg sexy general manager, shaking her round buttocks in a suit?

  Indeed beautiful women are precious resources.

  Next, He Ming went with Old Lin to see the classic Ferrari 458. Old Lin was a car enthusiast and had been driving for many years. One day, he suddenly got to drive a luxury car casually, which made him feel extremely cool. When booking the luxury car, they followed He Ming's requirement, which was only one: everything must be the most expensive and the best.

  For He Ming, it was just a way to show off his wealth. He couldn't even drive, let alone be a car enthusiast. Moreover, He Ming's body was getting stronger and stronger, and he didn't enjoy sitting in the car enjoying the speed. He liked speeding on his motorcycle, feeling the wind blowing wildly. An even more despicable thought was that at midnight, he would suddenly appear at someone's car window, scare them, and then innocently shout: "Hey buddy, you almost killed me!"

  As they walked towards the sports car section, the enthusiastic sales manager whispered to the general manager, "My order is going to be counted on my head!"

  The general manager, He Ming, rubbed his nose and said in a low, impatient tone: "Pay attention to the influence, don't be so greedy for money. Of course, it's your bill, what do I want with the bill? I'm calculating performance! Calm down, Abdominal Muscle Brother knows, wait a minute, let's make an advertisement, we'll be popular and make a lot of money! Abdominal Muscle Brother even came here to buy a car himself."

  They spoke in hushed tones, far too quiet for Old Lin to hear, but He Ming heard every word clearly. He stroked his chin thoughtfully, wondering if he should start advertising himself. For now, he only liked the ads of Rejoice and Master Kang, because he had come up with ideas for both companies that were truly brilliant. If either company asked him to do an ad, they would definitely have to use his creative ideas - otherwise, He Ming would say: "The door is over there, go as far away as you like. I don't want to see your faces again."

  Here is the translation:

  When they arrived at the Ferrari 458, it was a row of high-end sports cars. The red classic Ferrari 458 that Lao Lin had booked was among them. He Ming was very satisfied and said he would buy it. He absolutely believed in the quality, not to mention these Maybach, Ferrari and other companies that treat quality as their lifeblood. Moreover, because of this world, China's consumer power is too strong, with a population of 207 million, a small part of which is still the nouveau riche class. Therefore, whenever major luxury cars launch new models, they will definitely make the Chinese market their first target for release. So, if there are quality problems, it would be as if they didn't want to survive anymore.

  This is a classic top-of-the-line Ferrari 458, He Ming opened the car door and took a look inside, Lao Lin started the engine and enjoyed the roar for a bit, this process only took one minute, He Ming finalized the 40.8 million yuan deal. The general manager and manager both had joyful expressions, Abdominal Muscle Brother was too pleased.

  Due to the low tariffs in this world of China, and because it follows a free market path, without encouraging national protectionism, luxury car tariffs are very low.

  The Maybach 62S just now is normally priced at only 60 million, the Ferrari 458 is 22 million, but Old Lin followed He Ming's opinion and used the most expensive highest standard for all of them, so the price became very high.

  Just like the green Lamborghini LP700 under He Ming's name, but already became He Fang's favorite, worth 68 million, and is top-of-the-line configuration. Moreover, it was bought directly with a large amount of additional fees, including compensation to those who had reserved the car. If purchased directly in standard trim, it would have only cost 34 million.

  He Ming spent another 12 million + 4.08 million, and the luxury cars that he could only look at on computer pictures in the past are now bought like buying cabbage. And not very excited. The first time I bought a Lamborghini, I was extremely excited, but now I don't feel anything.

  He Ming saw this row of Ferrari 458, among the ten cars, there was a bright red Ferrari 458 with a shiny body. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "This car is so bright? What kind of stuff did it use?"

  The enthusiastic manager knew there was a show and immediately spoke before the general manager, saying: "Chrome-plated abdominal brother!"

  He Ming rubbed his nose and said: "Don't be so passionate when you talk, I thought you were talking about abdominal muscles! How much do I need to pay?"

  "Selling directly! 2.7 million, renovation fee of 500,000."

  "Alright, let's get the formalities done."

  He Ming didn't even look at the interior and bought it, and also finalized a blue Ferrari 458. Why? Because it looks good. This car is just an ordinary price of 22 million yuan, for He Ming in the past, working for decades without eating or drinking can earn that much, now online, thousands of Ferrari 458s come automatically: "What are you doing?"

  He Ming thought he was really stupid at the time, and should have said: "I'm online now... on you." A mouthful of artistic youth, very dignified, with a lingering aftertaste.

  Bought a top-of-the-line Maybach 62S, three Ferraris, and spent $700,000 on an imported BMW for ordinary commuting, such as going to the countryside to pick up leaks. Wanting to show off his extraordinary style and domineering temperament, but fearing that kids playing in the mud would dirty the car, he had no choice but to choose an imported BMW.

  On the way to Nan Xianweng's moving company, because this side is for sports cars and large trucks are on that side, when passing by some luxury cars, several beautiful cars caught He Ming's attention. He walked over to take a look, there were red, blue, black, He Ming took a glance at the red and blue ones and said: "What car, how much money."

  "Abs Brother, Maserati president, the world's top sports car, unparalleled luxury, elegance, and a stunning appearance that turns heads wherever you go..." The enthusiastic sales manager rattled on.

  He Ming lowered his head to look at the old-fashioned gold Rolex from Wei Jieming, after being in close contact with the Death Worm and others, rolling around in the juice, still loyal and dedicatedly serving silently, without losing face for the Rolex watch.

  The sales manager spoke for 23 seconds, and He Ming interrupted him without regard for politeness: "Very good, Mr. Manager, I deeply admire your eloquence. But please tell me how much money it is, and then let's get the formalities over with?"

  "It's all about being cool, abs brother, it's all about being cool. For just 1.5 million per car, 3 million for two cars, and a total of 12,345,600 for six cars——"

  "9 million! I just want red and blue, that's all, thank you. Let the staff handle the formalities."

  He Ming finished speaking and walked directly to the cargo area. The sales manager greeted the staff to handle the procedures while continuing to "bombard" him with praise: "I admire your wise and decisive decision." "Thank you, likewise."

  "Abs Brother, what's your secret to being so strong?" "Eating."

  "When will Abdominal Brother kill monsters next?" "Kill monsters when you see the sky."

  "How did Abdominal Brother feel when facing the monster, was he afraid or excited, and did he pray?"

  He Ming looked at the car sales manager, suddenly half-kneeling down, and said in a flurry of words: "Oh God, my old heaven, Buddha, Allah, Ah San Shang Bodhisattva... Oooooh, ahhhhh... Do you think I'll still be alive after praying like this?"

  The general manager burst out laughing and patted the stunned sales manager on the shoulder, saying: "You're too weak."

  Lao Lin laughed and supported He Ming: "Right, He Shao is right. Seeing demons and ghosts, it's useful to cut them directly. By the time you finish talking nonsense, you'll have been reincarnated."

  Arriving in the truck district, the South Xianweng hauler stands proudly independent, like a lion among wolves. It is a classic large truck, especially wide, one of the widest, and just one centimeter different from the standard width of civilian trucks, showing the designer's blatant disregard for the law, but basically no court wants to bother the designer, because the name of the first generation designer is An Hua.

  Because it is very wide, a lot of space is wasted on super-heavy steel, which means the tires must be very large and good quality, otherwise one day they will burst. Except for He Ming, no one can push it, so its engine is also extremely powerful.

  The Nanshan Weng's pickup truck adopted the rough production of the military, but it was precisely this that filled a certain unspeakable and inexplicable wild magic. The rear compartment of the vehicle is like the Hummer H1, can hold a large amount of goods, or several beds to play together, crack melon seeds and rub sesame sticks.

  However, the Hummer H1 classic only had this generation, quickly becoming a legendary model. Perhaps it was because the US government considered that there were too many robbers using this car to rob banks, and ordinary police cars were afraid of being crushed when chasing after them.

  The government was soon even more stunned and thoroughly desperate. The Hummer H1 had stopped production, but the Dongfeng Mengshi had appeared again, it was so huge and barbaric that ordinary police cars were placed on one side, just like a 2.5-meter giant looking down on a 0.25-meter dwarf. Moreover, the Dongfeng Mengshi would never stop production, it was a noble product of China's state-owned enterprises, regardless of the market.

  "One million, I'll take it."

  He Ming is very familiar with the price of Nan Xian Weng's moving trucks, all of which are 10 million, and there is no top-of-the-line configuration. Nevertheless, on the 1.05 billion square kilometers of land in China, this type of large truck can be seen everywhere. It is so brutal and powerful that some backward prisons love to use it to transport prisoners, and many people even live and sleep directly in the truck. If you see such a super-large truck occupying three parking spaces in front of some companies, it must be because the company employees cannot afford to buy a house and have turned the moving truck into a home.

  So the southern immortal porter achieved the ultimate state of a car, doing cargo, okay, doing RVs, okay, doing sports cars, okay, doing ordinary cars, okay, doing trains, okay, doing trucks...

  Foreigners especially super love this style, it has been the most popular foreign car for decades. However, unfortunately, the price of Rolls-Royce in foreign countries is extremely high, starting at $500,000, equivalent to more than two Ferrari 458s.

  Because Nan Xianweng's movers don't make a single penny domestically. They can only make money abroad, and ripping off foreigners is just satisfying.

  In the end, Nanshan Group is a state-owned enterprise, starting from people's livelihood, not for money, which is also the advantage of socialism.

  He Ming finalized the purchase of this car, ending today's car-buying task. The staff were busy handling the paperwork, and all He Ming needed to do was swipe his card to pay the total amount of 1.2 billion + 408 million + 270 million + 220 million + 70 million + 300 million + 100 million = 2.568 billion. Without deducting any change, but instead adding the license plate and tax, He Ming needed to pay a total of 3.15 billion.

  "Thank you so much! I really appreciate it!"

  General Manager, Sales Manager led dozens of staff in front of a row of luxury cars to bow to He Ming, He Ming knew what he wanted to do, another group photo, can be made into an advertisement, look, abdominal muscle brother bought so many cars, and took a group photo!

  It's really smart, and it's also very helpful for one's own reputation. My abdominal muscles have become god-level too. He Ming thought happily, took a photo together, the general manager dispatched special staff to help He Ming drive, everyone vied to express their opinions, enthusiastically serving Abdominal Muscle Brother.

  He Ming thought for a moment, discussed it with others, and drove the most expensive standard Laferrari 458, the chrome-plated modified Ferrari 458, and two Maseratis to his old home in Malanshan City.

  Although Malanshan City has poor transportation and it takes three or four hours from Songjiang, the general manager enthusiastically agreed.

  And the remaining Laferrari 458, an imported BMW, and a Nanshan Weng's moving truck were all parked at his Chun Zhiyuan Hotel.

  He Ming finally sat in the Maybach 62S driven by Lao Lin, waved goodbye and left. The general manager and sales manager were reluctant to wave goodbye.

  As usual, He Ming sat in the car and took out a Ming Dynasty sandalwood comb to start combing his hair. It wasn't that he loved beauty, but rather the saliva from the sales manager's mouth had splashed onto his hair earlier.

  After cleaning up a bit, He Ming glanced at the time and had only used an hour before casually saying: "Right, Old Lin, how's that tens of millions level house I asked you to find?"

  "The boss has found one, in the suburbs, it's a villa, including the land, for 88 million..." Old Lin said hesitantly, after all, he had never seen a boss buy an employee a house worth tens of millions, it was truly unthinkable.

  He Ming nodded and said, "Alright, let's go pick up your sister-in-law first, bring Xiao Cong and Xiao Lian along, and have a big shopping spree. It would be best to find someone with a van to transport the goods, then we'll go buy a house. After buying the house, you and I will head back home together."

  Lao Lin thought of the crazy shopping spree a week ago, knowing that opposition was futile. Wait until the kids go crazy and suddenly want to buy a house, it's truly unimaginable, life is really wonderful.

  The plan was also good, but it wasn't realistic. On the way, He Ming suddenly received a call and changed his plans. It was Liu Huo who called.

  He Ming glanced at the time and smiled as he dialed the phone: "So soon? It's only been over an hour and you've already arrived in Songjiang."

  "Come to the airport immediately, I'm waiting for you! The store we went to yesterday was jinxed! It's really freaking jinxed!"

  Liu Huo pretended to be a rough-talking man on the phone, but He Ming could hear his anxiety and helplessness.

  He Ming knew what he meant, the secret cellar of Beer City where they went yesterday had a murder case, He Ming was not in a hurry but smiled, having a murder case means another weird thing, means making more money.

  "Alright, I'll rush to the airport right away." He Ming suppressed his smile and hung up the phone before bursting out laughing. The comrades had sacrificed themselves, it was a moment of silence earlier, "Old Lin is going to the airport. It's almost eleven now, I'll be back in four hours at most, continue with the original plan to sweep goods and buy a house, but hurry up a bit, you arrange it, get the driver ready, sweep goods until five o'clock. No matter what, I must return home before eight o'clock!"

  He Ming knew that the phone call just now, Er Jie said that almost all of her relatives had arrived at their home, not a single one was missing. They were having a grand feast, extremely lively, and must have him return today!