Chapter 18 Slap Yourself in the Face
Chapter 18 Slap Yourself in the Face
Chapter 18 Slap Yourself in the Face
Let’s talk about this supercar first, with its round streamlines, perfect arc, introverted and insolent ink blue paint, Maserati’s iconic fierce front face, coupled with the high-end trident, it is simply a sharp weapon!
It's a pity that Jiangdong doesn't know much about supercars, and he doesn't know more parameters and configurations for the time being.
There was also the middle-aged man in a suit and ties who came out of the supercar. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes and a face with a Chinese character. He was quite powerful. I saw him walking quickly into the exhibition hall and started to look around, as if he was looking for someone. .
Soon, the middle-aged man noticed a group of people gathered around the corner, and took steps towards it.
"What are you doing?" The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Director Wu, "Old Wu, if you don't go to the workshop to work during working hours, why do you come to the showroom? I wonder if a distinguished customer will come to our store to pick up a car soon? ? You guys got together, what's going on? Can you afford to take responsibility for leaving a bad impression on your distinguished guests?"
The middle-aged man came up and gave Director Wu a slap in the face, but that Director Wu, who was still arrogant before, didn't even dare to fart, and just smiled obsequiously at the man in the suit.
"Mr. Wang, we didn't get together in the exhibition hall on purpose, but because Zhou Hai stole my money and we got stuck here." Director Wu explained to Mr. Wang, the man in a suit, with a low eyebrow, and pointed at him casually. Leaving Jiang Dong, he gritted his teeth and said: "And him, Zhou Hai's accomplice, my money must have been stolen by the two of them together! I'm planning to call the police!"
"Call the police?" The man in the suit frowned. "The guest is coming to pick up the car right away. Are you calling the police now? Do you have the brains? We'll deal with this matter later, wait until the guest picks up the Maserati!"
"Who the hell is he so rich?" Director Wu immediately followed Mr. Wang's words and chattered up, "This is the Maserati GTMC Centennial Edition! It's also a limited edition ink blue! A thug in a suit with a displacement of 4.7!"
Director Wu's words fell to the ground, and the group of auto workers who had besieged Zhou Hai before also cast envious eyes at the exaggerated and flamboyant top supercar outside the exhibition hall, and heatedly discussed it.
"Yes! This car is one of our treasures. It is a top supercar specially produced by Maserati to commemorate the 100th anniversary of its founding. Especially this ink blue color is a limited edition!"
"The price of a bare car is 298 million, and it will cost at least 350 million when it is implemented!"
"I don't know which god brought up such a god car?"
"In a small place like our Wucheng, people who can afford this kind of car must be the top richest people, right?"
"That's for sure! If you don't have a car worth tens of millions, who would dare to buy a 350 million car?"
This group of car repairers didn't know much about cars at 01:30. They told the ins and outs of this top supercar like a few treasures.
This allowed Jiang Dong to have a certain degree of understanding of this supercar that belongs to him. In general, this Maserati GTMC Centennial Edition is just two words, bull beep!
When everyone was discussing, Jiang Dong suddenly cast his eyes on Mr. Wang, and asked casually: "Wang Tao?"
These two simple words immediately attracted everyone's attention to Jiang Dong, especially the man in the suit, Director Wu and Zhou Hai...
(End of this chapter)
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