But now that it's vacation time, these guys haven't booked their tickets, so what more could he say?
"I'm off. I'll bring you some good food next time," Ye Chen said as he bid them farewell.
"Take care, Brother Chen," Zhao Peng responded.
"Mm!"
Leaving the basement, Ye Chen headed to a nearby parking lot, took out his keys, and pressed a button.
Today, Ye Chen didn't drive his sports car but a Mercedes G900. The villa yard in Fengsheng Garden now had more than a dozen cars, and even the cheapest one cost over six million yuan. This Mercedes G900 wasn't the best or the worst among them, but it had plenty of space.
Ye Chen opened the door, tossed a backpack onto the front passenger seat, and glanced at the back, which was filled with stuff.
These were all gifts Ye Chen had bought for his parents, which was why he drove this car today. Of course, he didn't plan to drive this car all the way back home. That would scare his parents! He only intended to drive it to Tongzhou, then figure out a way to transport the items home.
His parents were simple, honest farmers. Honest people stick to their principles, and no matter how Ye Chen explained, they probably wouldn't believe him. This was why Ye Chen hadn't told his parents the truth; he didn't want to scare them.
Two hours later, at the Tongzhou Beiyuan Bus Terminal, Ye Chen unloaded everything from the car and parked it in the nearby lot.
It was just a few steps away, so Ye Chen didn't worry about anyone taking the stuff. Moreover, this was the bus terminal.
In about ten minutes, Fatty arrived. After Ye Chen called him, Fatty drove over.
Fatty parked next to Ye Chen, got out of the car, and upon seeing the pile of items, said, "Xiao Chen, did you rob a supermarket?"
"Stop the nonsense and help load the car."
"Oh, okay."
Fatty's Nissan couldn't compare to the Mercedes G900. The Mercedes had a lot of space, but the Nissan was packed to the brim with items. The back seat, trunk, and even the front passenger seat where Ye Chen sat were stuffed with bags.
Starting the car, Fatty glanced at Ye Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, you should really get a car."
Hearing this, Ye Chen stared at him for a moment and said, "I'm broke, can't afford one."
"Uh!" Fatty was taken aback and shook his head. "A car isn't that expensive. If it's just for commuting, it costs only a few thousand yuan. The license plate is the tricky part."
"Let's go to the car dealership."
"Huh?" Fatty looked at Ye Chen in surprise, not understanding his intention.
Originally, Ye Chen hadn't planned to buy a car because he already had enough, to the point it was a headache.
But as Fatty said, he needed a commuting tool. He couldn't always drive to Tongzhou and then take a bus home.
As for the license plate, that wasn't an issue for Ye Chen. He could swap license plates between his cars.
"Let's go! Why are you standing there?"
"Oh, okay."
There was a large car sales market at Baliqiao, not far from Beiyuan. It took less than ten minutes to get there.
Fatty parked the car, and the two got out.
"Xiao Chen, what kind of car are you planning to buy?"
"Just something cheap."
"Uh!" Fatty rolled his eyes. Cheap should have a name!
"Are you here to look at cars?" A young woman approached them as they walked in.
"Yes, to look at cars," Fatty nodded.
"What kind of car are you interested in? Do you have a specific model or price range in mind?"
Before Fatty could respond, Ye Chen said, "A cheap car, the cheaper the better."
"Huh!" The young woman looked at Ye Chen.
"What, don't you have any?"
"Yes, we do! The cheapest cars are some domestic brands like Baojun, Beidou Xing, Suzuki, and Chery."
"Let's see the Chery."
"Sure, please follow me."
Ye Chen wanted a cheap car with ample space to take his parents out occasionally. He ended up choosing a Chery Tiggo 5X. The lowest configuration was only over fifty thousand yuan, and the highest configuration was less than ninety thousand yuan.
Ye Chen chose the best one available, ready to drive away immediately. The insurance was handled on the spot but would take 24 hours to take effect.
These details didn't concern Ye Chen. His main worry was how to explain to his parents about spending eighty to ninety thousand yuan on a car.
This was his biggest headache, but having already bought it, he had to go through with it.
"Let's go," Ye Chen said, patting Fatty.
"Mm! But Xiao Chen, you're something! Didn't Chen Mom say you gave all your money to Ye Dad? How did you afford this car?"
"A few days ago, I went out with my colleagues, and while buying water at a supermarket, my colleague wanted to try scratch-off lottery tickets. I bought one too and won two hundred thousand."
"Pfft!"
Fatty was drinking the water the salesperson had given him. Hearing Ye Chen's words, he spat it all out.