[Chapter 56]
Smack!
Before the middle-aged man could even finish his sentence, Gerald immediately placed his black gold card on the table.
Upon picking it up, the manager took a closer look at the black gold card, and the expression on his face changed immediately.
He obviously knew about the black gold card.
Only a few people in this world could afford to own this card.
"There is basically a balance of approximately three million dollars in this black gold card. Isn't that more than enough for me to buy the Reventon?" Gerald asked casually.
"Yes, that is naturally more than enough money!"
However, even though he was replying to Gerald's question, the middle-aged manager was still a little skeptical at this time.
No matter how he looked at it, the person standing in front of him did not look like the holder of this black gold card at all.
Could he have picked up this card?
Immediately after that, the middle-aged man flashed an apologetic smile at Gerald.
Then, he immediately turned on a device before swiping the black gold card on it.
In an instant, a string of messages appeared on his computer.
"What is your name, sir?"
The middle-aged manager asked pleasantly and respectfully.
"Gerald Crawford."
"Mr. Crawford, I am so sorry for being too presumptuous earlier. Please forgive me for my behavior."
As soon as he spoke, the middle-aged manager walked around the table toward Gerald before bowing slightly in front of him.
"My name is Wilson, and I will serve you wholeheartedly, Mr. Crawford!"
Wilson was already breaking out in cold sweat after confirming the owner of the black gold card and Gerald's identity.
The young man standing in front of him was indeed the owner of the gold black card even though he was dressed so casually.
He must come from a very wealthy and powerful family.
This was just a car that was worth about two and a half million dollars. Wilson knew that as the holder of the black gold card, Gerald would definitely be able to afford to buy a car that was worth fifteen million dollars if he wanted to.
D*mn it! Which one of the salesgirls actually had such bad foresight to have offended such a powerful man?!
"I would like to settle all the documents and procedures immediately because I intend to take that Reventon home today. Thank you for the trouble, Manager Wilson."
Gerald spoke to Wilson politely because he saw that the manager's attitude was pretty good.
Then, Gerald turned around and walked out of his office.
"Yes, definitely, Mr. Crawford!"
Wilson wiped the sweat off from his forehead before he took the black gold card in his hand and contacted the financial manager.
When Gerald came out of the manager's office, Vanessa was still showing the young couple the Reventon.
Even though she knew that the young couple would not be able to afford to buy the car, as a potential customer, Vanessa naturally had to serve them to the best of her ability.
She even took the time to explain all the specific details of the car to them.
"Wow, husband! This car is really so cool and amazing! It's no wonder why this car is worth two million and six hundred thousand dollars. Husband, when can we afford to buy this car?" The woman asked as she sat inside the Reventon, clearly already in love with this sports car.
The external appearance of the car was already so cool, but the interior of the car was even more impressive. It was fully automated, intelligent and it had all the top luxury configurations set in it.
The woman could not help but exclaim in joy!
"Well, you will have to wait for me to inherit all of my family's property from my father…" the young man replied with a wry smile on his face.
"I don't care, husband. Anyway, I want to own this sports car one day! Eh? Husband, look! That pauper is here to look at the sports car again!"
The woman started complaining in a coquettish and spoiled manner.
When she turned around, she noticed that Gerald, who had left earlier, had already returned.
Moreover, he was even checking out the headlights of the car right now.
At this time, Vanessa and the young man also saw Gerald standing near the Reventon.
Vanessa became very anxious at this time. "Hey! What are you doing here again? Didn't I ask you to leave? Did you think that I would be afraid of you just because you reported me to my manager?"
"Exactly! Some people are just too vain for their own good. They do not even know their own place…" The young man said as he raised his watch once again.
Gerald looked at Vanessa coldly as he said, "Miss, your job scope does not only encompass the sales industry, but you are also in the service industry. If you find out one day that the person you were trying to drive out was in actual fact one your biggest customer, wouldn't you feel ashamed of yourself?"
"Hahaha! You are such a funny and ridiculous person. Based on your ability? Very well, then. I will wait for that day to come. Now, can you leave this shop this instant?"
Vanessa stared at Gerald as though he was a mentally retarded person. The contempt and disgust in her eyes were self-evident.
Gerald nodded helplessly before he said, "You do not need to wait for that day to come. You can already feel ashamed of yourself now."
"Mr. Crawford, I have already called all the relevant financial personnel who will complete all the form and documentation procedures for you. I promise that you will definitely be able to pick your car up today!"
Just then, Manager Wilson led a group of people with him, and they were carrying all sorts of large and small instruments as they hurried toward Gerald.
Vanessa's eyes widened in shock, and the young couple who were standing at the side also had an incredulous look on their faces as they witnessed the scene in front of them…