"Meier sis, you wouldn't let me buy the 199 one. So why do you think the 399 one is a good deal?"
Chen Cheng asked Xiao Meier after walking out of IKEA.
"399, and it comes with a bedside table, such a bargain!" Xiao Meier said calculatingly, "I've seen that table; it's a bit small but pretty handy!"
Chen Cheng smiled helplessly as he opened up his game panel again, with mixed feelings about the data shown.
[Current Funds: 104,816.65 Yuan]
[Expenditure: 3590.6/1,000,000]
[Current Interest Rate: 5%]
[Items: None]
Chen Cheng had spent the past few days with Xiao Meier, not spending much money. The biggest expense was the 3000 Yuan used to unlock an item.
He looked at the expenditure column and thought, "Since unlocking an item counts as expenditure, does repaying money count too?"
Thinking of this, Chen Cheng decided to pay back the 3000 Yuan he owed to Feng Biao first.
"Meier sis, when did the staff say they would deliver?" Chen Cheng started the car.
Xiao Meier buckled up her seatbelt and said, "Tomorrow morning."
"Alright, I'll drop you off at the shop first and then look for Shu Biao."
"Have him come over tonight, and bring Yingzi along," Xiao Meier didn't ask further but invited, "I'll make a couple of dishes."
Chen Cheng said half-jokingly, "Then you better make more. That guy eats a lot."
"Got it~ Let's go!"
...
After dropping Xiao Meier off at the noodle shop, Chen Cheng drove to the Tusheng Car Company, where Feng Biao was.
On the way, he withdrew 3000 Yuan in cash and also bought a pack of cigarettes.
After parking the car at the car company's parking lot, he walked in with the money and the cigarette tucked away.
"Welcome to Tusheng Car Company, sir!"
Chen Cheng, having not visited for a while, was stunned as he walked in and saw everyone bowing neatly at 90 degrees.
One of them approached him, "Sir, are you here to rent a car, buy a car, or for maintenance?"
Chen Cheng saw this new receptionist and asked with a smile, "Is Mr. Biao in?"
"Yes, please follow me."
Chen Cheng followed her, and her tight A-line skirt swayed in perfect circles as she walked, indeed looking quite professional.
Knock, knock, knock.
The receptionist helped Chen Cheng knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Brother Biao, this gentleman is here to see you."
Feng Biao, sitting in the boss chair, finally looked up and glanced over, "You're here."
Chen Cheng nodded in thanks and then stepped towards Feng Biao, "Damn, you're quite full of yourself these days!"
Feng Biao was still typing on the keyboard, "Wait a moment! I'm almost done. There's water over there, help yourself."
Chen Cheng placed the cigarettes and the envelope on the table, then turned to fetch a Coke from the small fridge.
Although Feng Biao wasn't the owner of Tusheng Car Company, his years of diligent and clean work had earned the trust of the real owner—Xu Yunlei, allowing him to manage the place.
As for Xu Yunlei, who hardly visited the car company every six months, gave Feng Biao great trust and prestige.
After clacking away at the keyboard for a while, Feng Biao finally stopped, leaned back in the boss chair stretching, and then looked at the cigarettes and envelope on the table.
"Yo, what's this about?" Feng Biao feigned ignorance, raising an eyebrow.
Chen Cheng twisted open the Coke and gulped down a big sip.
"Is there any other meaning? I'm just returning the three thousand yuan I owe you. Take the cigarettes, consider it as interest."
Feng Biao picked up the envelope, didn't even count it, and just stuffed it into a drawer, then burst out laughing, "At least you've got a conscience, kid."
He walked towards Chen Cheng and asked, "Did you come all this way just for this?"
Chen Cheng looked at the panel in his mind.
In the current expense column, besides the added 380 yuan for cigarettes, the 3000 yuan given to Feng Biao was not included.
[Current Funds: 101,436.65 yuan]
[Expenditure: 3,970.6/1,000,000]
So, repayment doesn't count as an expense.
Chen Cheng was starting to grasp the rules of this game.
Smiling, he said: "Mainly, I missed you."
"Get lost, you're giving me goosebumps," Feng Biao retorted with a laugh.
Taking over the conversation, Chen Cheng said, "What if I had transferred you the money directly and Yingzi found it while checking your phone? What would you do then?"
"True that! Almost got caught that night~"
Feng Biao beckoned Chen Cheng to sit down, and asked with concern, "Could you really repay so quickly? Did Sister Meier actually lend you the money?"
Chen Cheng did not deny it and nodded.
"I've been saying you've had a weak stomach since you were a kid! You've really got a knack for living off women!" Feng Biao said enviously.
Continuing, he said: "She's so thrifty and careful, yet she handed you 100,000 in one go! I want to see how you plan to pay her back!"
"With my body, of course."
"Pff, keep dreaming," scoffed Feng Biao as he lit a cigarette.
Chen Cheng put down his Coke, and said: "With my qualities, aren't I worth 100,000?"
"I think you're far from it. I don't know if Sister Meier needs glasses, fancying a guy like you!"
Waving his hands, Chen Cheng said, "Let's not talk about these things. I see a lot of new faces at the dealership! And why does it feel like a foot massage parlor now?"
Feng Biao confidently replied: "It's about enhancing customer experience! And let me tell you, ever since we switched to these mini-skirts and stockings, business has really picked up!"
He lay down on the sofa, "Tomorrow, I'll try my luck at the Porsche dealership again, the girls there are really something!"
Chen Cheng knew that Feng Biao could only take advantage of talking big.
No matter how lively he talked, in front of Yingzi, he was like a little kitty, not daring to misbehave.
"You've got a sharp mind! No wonder Lao Xu is willing to hand the dealership over to you!"
Feng Biao was pleased with himself, "I don't have any other skills, just rely on Lao Xu for a living. If I don't do well, how can I face him?"
"That makes sense." Chen Cheng leaned forward and asked, "When I came in just now, I saw a new Maybach S500 in the hall! How much did you get it for?"
"Why? Interested in buying?"
Chen Cheng chuckled, "Look at my current situation, I can't afford it!"
"Keep it for me for a while," he added quickly.
Feng Biao thought Chen Cheng was bluffing again, laughed, and said: "Sure, I'll keep it for you. Want to take it for a spin now?"
"We can do that?" Chen Cheng was surprised.
"Yes! I told you, it's all about the customer experience. If you don't try, how will you buy it later?" Feng Biao generously suggested, "Park your old Camry here, I'll have someone clean it. Let's you and me go for a ride!"
Chen Cheng immediately pulled out his car keys, "Mr. Biao, that's generous!"
"Oh, cut it out!" Feng Biao waved his hand, "Let's go!"
The two walked out of the office.
Feng Biao snapped his fingers twice, and someone brought over the Maybach keys.
"Mr. Chen, give this car a try," he handed the keys to Chen Cheng.
He then handed over the Camry's keys, "Someone wash Brother Chen's car! Inside and out, make it thorough!"