Chapter 34: Ma Feng Turns Green with Envy

After the meal, the group did not rush to leave, but instead began to tour the Hao Yuan Villa.

Hao Yuan Villa has three floors above ground and two underground. The two underground floors are designed with a gym, a swimming pool, a home theater, a billiards room, and an e-sports room. The men looked here and there, their eyes almost unable to pull away.

Especially the e-sports room on the first underground floor; looking at the four top-spec ROG+4090 computers inside, plus a PS, a Switch, an Xbox, and even a racing simulator that looked very high-end, Liu Haibo was fine, as he was older after all, but Ma Feng and Xie Ming were only around thirty, and their playful hearts were still there, making them drool as they watched.

Xie Ming in particular, seeing the machines were on, sat down and played a round of Need for Speed on the simulator. The driving feel, which was close to a real car, made him shout and holler—he really had a blast!

Getting off the simulator, Xie Ming said with emotion, "It's really good to be rich!"

Hearing Xie Ming's words, Lin Dazhi said with a chuckle, "It's fine, come over and play whenever you like."

He had a pretty good impression of Xie Ming. Xie Ming worked in car sales, was particularly good at talking, and had no airs. Lin Dazhi had troubled him a few times in the past regarding car maintenance for his family's vehicle, and the latter had always helped out very enthusiastically.

"By the way, Lin, I just heard Weiwei say that she even gave you a Cullinan? Where is it parked?" Xie Ming asked, unable to hold back after getting off the simulator.

He was in car sales; hearing the word "car" made his heart itch.

"It's right in the underground garage, want to go take a look?" Lin Dazhi asked.

"Is it convenient?" Xie Ming asked with some embarrassment.

"What's inconvenient about that? It's just a car." Lin Dazhi had an indifferent expression as he draped an arm over Xie Ming's shoulder and walked toward the second underground floor.

"Just a car, and you say 'just'? If it weren't for Bai Weiwei, could a delivery driver like you afford to drive a Cullinan?" Watching Lin Dazhi and Xie Ming walk down the stairs, a flash of gloom crossed Ma Feng's eyes.

He had looked down on Lin Dazhi before, looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

He was a proper Deputy Section Chief-level leader, while Lin Dazhi was nothing more than a delivery driver.

Even though Lin Dazhi now had a net worth of nearly 100 million, he still looked down on him. The reason was simple: everything Lin Dazhi had was obtained from a woman; what was so impressive about that?

In his view, that Bai Weiwei was simply brain-damaged! With her own excellent conditions, what kind of man couldn't she find? Why did she have to choose this loser, Lin Dazhi?

Wasn't he a hundred times better than Lin Dazhi?

Why didn't this woman give the car, the house, and those 30-plus million to him?

If she gave them to him, he would definitely achieve a great career and make everyone look at him with newfound respect!

And this loser Lin Dazhi, what could he do with that money in his hands? With his shallow vision and pathetic social experience, he would probably be swindled out of those 30 million before long.

Thinking of this, thoughts began to churn in Ma Feng's mind.

The next moment, he also followed the stairs down to the second floor and arrived at the underground garage.

From afar, he heard the conversation between the two men.

"Lin, this car is truly great. It's worthy of being a ten-million-level luxury car. This atmosphere, this configuration, it's perfect!" Xie Ming said, sitting in the driver's seat of the Cullinan with an emotional look on his face.

"Haha, it's not that exaggerated. No matter how expensive it is, it's just a car. By the way, Xie Ming, which shop are you working at now? What car models do you distribute there?" Lin Dazhi asked casually.

"I'm still at the parallel import car dealership. Right now, the shop mainly carries BMW, Mercedes-Benz, and Porsche. We used to have Jaguar, but we don't anymore. The car market is hard to do now; electric vehicles have almost snuffed out fuel vehicles. These traditional fuel cars are getting harder and harder to sell, and many have dropped to 50 or 60 percent of their price. Sigh, it's miserable," Xie Ming said with a sigh.

"Indeed, but I still prefer fuel vehicles. After all, the safety factor is a bit higher, and electric vehicle technology isn't quite mature yet. By the way, does your shop have a Mercedes-Benz G500?" Lin Dazhi asked.

"We do have a G-Wagon. A top-spec one just arrived two days ago. The car is truly beautiful, but the color is too niche—it's bright red, so I reckon it'll be hard to sell," Xie Ming said.

"Red? That's perfect, help me order it," Lin Dazhi said, his wish fulfilled by Xie Ming's words.

"Wait~~~ Lin, you want to order that car? Why? You're already driving this Cullinan," Xie Ming asked in surprise upon hearing Lin Dazhi's words.

"It's for Weiwei to drive. Her little Polo is too small; it's not comfortable to sit in," Lin Dazhi said.

"That works, Lin! If you're taking the car, I'll give you the biggest discount. The quoted price for this in-stock car is 2.8 million. If an average person goes to the shop to haggle, they'd get a discount of at most 100,000. If I use the internal employee discount, I can get it down to 2.55 million for you!" Xie Ming said excitedly upon hearing Lin Dazhi.

"You don't need to give me any special discount, the normal price is fine. I'll transfer the money to you. I reckon that with taxes and license fees and such, the total on-the-road price should be~~~" Lin Dazhi hesitated for a moment, as he truly didn't understand the details of these things.

"Under 2.8 million on the road, absolutely no problem!" Xie Ming on the side said with a tone of certainty.

"Alright, then I'll transfer the money to you first. What's your bank account number?" Lin Dazhi said.

"Ah? Lin, no need to be so rushed. You can just go to my shop tomorrow to pick it up. Don't worry, I'll definitely keep the car for you. I'll make the call now!" Xie Ming said, hurriedly taking out his phone to make arrangements.

After settling things in a few words, Xie Ming hung up the phone, his expression very excited.

He had originally thought he was just attending an ordinary gathering, never expecting to actually sell a car, and the hardest-to-sell red G-Wagon in the shop at that.

If this deal went through, his commission would be at least over 30,000. How sweet.

However, thinking of how Lin Dazhi already had a net worth of nearly 100 million, Xie Ming felt a bit discouraged again.

But then he thought about it and felt relieved.

Lin Dazhi having a net worth of nearly 100 million, what did that have to do with him? The man just had the fate to meet a top-tier woman like Bai Weiwei.

Thinking of his own wife, who was also good to him—especially since she was pregnant with his baby and he would be a father in a few months—Xie Ming felt warm inside again.

That commission of over 30,000 would cover the nanny and the milk powder money.

On the other side, Ma Feng stood at the underground entrance, looking at the noble and mighty Cullinan before him, a flash of undisguised greed crossing his eyes.

At the same time, in the master bedroom on the second floor, several women were also staging a spectacular drama.