The car shone brilliantly under the lights in the 4S store, as if it had been given a special coating.
After buying two cars, Yu Ting would only have two or three million left. Buying a Ferrari was unrealistic, so he gave up the idea.
"Let's go with these two then. I'll provide you with the address later. Have someone deliver the cars there." Yu Ting nodded, thinking the cars were not bad, though he couldn't pinpoint exactly what made them appealing.
He wasn't able to articulate it.
After all, he was an outsider.
"Alright, alright." The manager agreed readily to Yu Ting's unique request, taking his card and swiping it on the POS machine.
Casually, he swiped away sixty-seven million in one stroke.
Zuo Fugui, not far away, had bloodshot eyes.
Damn it.
His precious car.
