bacchusnovels Chapter 284 This is my car
Chapter 284 This is my car
Zhang Ming walked ahead and led the way with great joy.
Li Mengli and Zhao Jiajia followed behind him.
The three of them walked out of the SKP mall together.
We arrived at the open-air parking lot outside the mall.
Zhang Ming stopped in front of a black car.
This car is very big and looks very impressive.
The flying goddess emblem on the front of the car gleamed in the sunlight.
Zhang Ming stood next to the car, reached out, and patted the hood of the car with great pride.
He looked at Zhao Jiajia and Li Mengli and said loudly:
"Ladies, this is my car."
"This is a Rolls-Royce Phantom, and these cars are extremely difficult to buy. Even if you have the money, you might not be able to take delivery of it immediately."
"This car cost me a full eight million!"
As Zhang Ming spoke, he opened the car door.
He continued to proudly demonstrate the car's luxurious features to them:
"Look at this interior, it's all made of top-quality genuine leather, hand-stitched."
"And the starry sky ceiling above is especially beautiful when it's turned on at night."
"This car is very spacious; four people can sit in it without feeling cramped at all. The comfort inside is something that ordinary cars simply can't match."
"Come on, ladies, hop in and experience it!"
Zhang Ming made a very gentlemanly gesture of invitation, his eyes fixed on Zhao Jiajia.
Zhao Jiajia saw the Rolls-Royce worth eight million.
A hint of envy flashed in her eyes.
Her family is very wealthy; her father drives a luxury car worth millions.
However, she had never ridden in a Rolls-Royce of this caliber before.
She really wanted to go up and sit down, to experience it for herself.
However, Zhao Jiajia did not get on the car immediately.
She turned her head and glanced at Li Mengli standing next to her.
Li Mengli stood there, her expression very calm.
She didn't even glance at the eight-million-dollar Rolls-Royce.
After all, her father Li Ze's underground parking garage has countless cars of this caliber.
She can casually pick and drive limited edition supercars worth tens or hundreds of millions of dollars, so an eight-million-dollar car is nothing to her.
Li Mengli looked at Zhang Ming and said very politely but in a very calm tone:
"Young Master Zhang, I'm so sorry."
"My car is still parked in the mall's underground parking garage."
"If I take your car to the hotel, I'll have to take a taxi back to get the car after I finish eating, which is too much trouble."
"So I'll drive there myself. Just send me the hotel address later, and I'll use the navigation to find you there."
Zhang Ming heard Li Mengli say that she wanted to drive herself.
The smug smile on his face froze slightly.
He glanced at Li Mengli, feeling somewhat displeased.
He thought this girl was really immature.
He picked her up in an eight-million-dollar Rolls-Royce; how prestigious was that?
She actually wanted to drive that beat-up car herself.
However, Zhang Ming didn't take Li Mengli too seriously.
Anyway, his target today is Zhao Jiajia.
As long as Zhao Jiajia can get in his car and sit alone with him in the car to chat, that's enough for him.
Zhang Ming turned his head, looked at Zhao Jiajia, and his smile became bright again.
He said to Zhao Jiajia very warmly:
"It's alright. Since she wants to drive herself, let her drive herself."
"Jiajia, come ride in this car with me. It's very comfortable inside, and I can even tell you about the specialties of our five-star hotel."
As Zhang Ming spoke, he walked to the back door and opened it for Zhao Jiajia.
Zhao Jiajia looked at the opened car door, then at Li Mengli.
She hesitated for a moment.
Although she really wanted to ride in that Rolls-Royce.
However, she was shopping with Li Mengli after all.
Moreover, after the incident of buying the bracelet, she gradually calmed down.
She felt that what Li Mengli had reminded her of earlier in the store made sense.
Zhang Ming gave her 100,000 yuan worth of gifts right away, and now he's so enthusiastic about taking her to a hotel for dinner.
This kind of unsolicited kindness does indeed make people feel somewhat uneasy.
If she gets into this car alone now and goes with Zhang Ming.
If something happens in the car, or if Zhang Ming makes any unreasonable demands, she really doesn't know how to handle it on her own.
With this in mind, Zhao Jiajia made a decision.
She gave Zhang Ming a very apologetic smile, shook her head, and said:
"Young Master Zhang, I'm so sorry."
"I came out with Mengli today. We came in the same car."
"If I were to abandon her now and leave in your car, that would be incredibly disloyal."
"So I'll go with her and ride in her car. We can chat in the car."
Zhang Ming was surprised to hear that Zhao Jiajia had also rejected him.
He was completely stunned.
He stared at Zhao Jiajia with his mouth agape, somewhat incredulous.
He never imagined that his eight-million-dollar Rolls-Royce would be rejected by two girls in a row.
This was something that had never happened before in his experience of picking up girls!
In the past, whenever he drove this car out, every girl would scramble to get in.
What's going on with these two girls today?
Zhang Ming felt extremely embarrassed.
He pointed to his car and said loudly and anxiously:
"No, Jiajia. Are you finding this car uncomfortable?"
"This is an eight-million-dollar Rolls-Royce! It's so smooth and prestigious to drive in it."
"What kind of car does she drive? Is it as comfortable as mine?"
"Why are you going to squeeze onto that beat-up bus with her? Just take mine!"
Li Mengli heard Zhang Ming say that her car was a beat-up car.
She couldn't help but laugh.
She didn't argue with Zhang Ming.
She simply waved to Zhao Jiajia and said:
"Jiajia, let's go. Let's go to the underground parking garage to get the car. Don't keep him waiting too long."
Zhao Jiajia nodded and followed Li Mengli as they turned and walked into the mall.
Before leaving, Zhao Jiajia waved to Zhang Ming:
"Young Master Zhang, please send me the address. See you at the hotel in a bit."
Zhang Ming stood next to the Rolls-Royce, watching the two women walk back into the mall.
His face turned very pale.
He kicked the car tire hard, cursing under his breath:
"How ungrateful!"
"Why would someone with an eight-million-dollar luxury car choose to squeeze into a piece of junk instead!"
"I'd like to see what kind of junk you're driving!"
Zhang Ming angrily opened the car door and got in.
He told the driver to start the car, but he didn't let the driver drive it away.
He was waiting there.
He wanted to watch Li Mengli drive her beat-up car out of the underground parking garage from the roadside.
He wanted to make a good laugh at them as they passed by.
Let them know what real wealth is.
Zhang Ming sat in the car and waited for about five minutes.
Just as he was getting a little impatient.
Suddenly, a very deep and powerful engine roar came from the exit of the underground parking garage of the shopping mall.
"Boom—Boom—"
The voice was very loud and very arrogant.
You can tell just by listening to it that this is definitely not the sound of an ordinary car.
Upon hearing this sound, Zhang Ming, who was sitting in the Rolls-Royce, immediately sat up straight.
He was also a car enthusiast, and as soon as he heard the engine sound, he knew it must be a top-of-the-line supercar.
He quickly rolled down the car window and stuck his head out, wanting to see which wealthy person was driving out in what kind of sports car.
The exit of the garage.
A silver-gray sports car slowly drove up.
This car has a very, very low chassis and very smooth, exaggerated body lines.
Under the sunlight, the silver-gray paint shimmered with a very high-end and textured luster.
The moment the car drove out, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone around.
Pedestrians on the roadside all stopped and took out their phones to take pictures of the car.
Zhang Ming looked at the sports car that had driven out.
His eyes widened instantly.
His mouth was wide open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.
"This...this is..."
Zhang Ming's voice was trembling as he spoke.
Of course he recognizes this car!
This is an Aston Martin One-77!
A top-tier supercar with only 77 units produced worldwide!
Even his father, a billionaire tycoon, might not be able to afford this car, and even if he had the money, he might not be able to buy it!
Because the current collectible value of this car has long exceeded 100 million!
A supercar worth 100 million!
Zhang Ming sat in his eight-million-dollar Rolls-Royce, watching the Aston Martin slowly drive up.
He suddenly felt that his Rolls-Royce was like a toy car, completely unpresentable.
Just as Zhang Ming was utterly shocked.
The silver-gray Aston Martin slowly drove past his Rolls-Royce.
The car window was rolled down halfway.
Zhang Mingqing clearly saw the person sitting in the driver's seat.
It was Li Mengli.
And sitting in the passenger seat was Zhao Jiajia.
As Li Mengli drove by, she turned her head and glanced at Zhang Ming sitting in the Rolls-Royce.
She didn't say anything, but just gave him a very casual smile.
There was no mockery or boasting in that smile.
It was a very, very calm smile.
But this smile, when it fell into Zhang Ming's eyes, was even more painful than being slapped in the face.
The Aston Martin's engine roared once again.
The car accelerated and drove off.
Zhang Ming sat inside the Rolls-Royce, watching the sports car drive away.
He was completely dumbfounded.
He had just been loudly mocking someone for driving a beat-up car.
He even thinks that people who don't ride in his Rolls-Royce are ungrateful.
What turned out to be a limited edition supercar worth 100 million!
Who the hell is so ungrateful?!
Zhang Ming's face flushed bright red instantly, feeling a burning pain.
He finally understood why the girl named Li Mengli in the jewelry store had that monkey-watching expression on her face when she saw him take out his bank card to buy the 100,000 yuan bracelet.
A car worth 8 million yuan, costing 100,000 yuan.
In their eyes, it's really not even worth a fart!
Zhang Ming slumped in the car seat, unable to utter a word for a long time.