bacchusnovels Chapter 286 A Custom-Made Sports Car Worth Two Hundred Million
Chapter 286 A Custom-Made Sports Car Worth Two Hundred Million
Zhang Ming sat inside the eight-million-dollar Rolls-Royce Phantom, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
He had his driver take him directly back to the large villa he had bought in the suburbs of Seoul.
He didn't say a word the whole way.
After returning to the villa, he plopped down on the very large leather sofa in the living room.
He tugged at his tie, feeling increasingly ashamed of what had happened at the mall entrance that day.
He had never suffered such humiliation in front of a woman before.
Especially when that girl named Li Mengli drove past him in that Aston Martin worth 100 million yuan.
The way she looked at him, the smile she gave him.
It was like rubbing his face in the dirt.
"Oh shit!"
Zhang Ming slammed his hand on the sofa armrest and shouted a curse:
"It's just a sports car worth a hundred million! What's so special about it!"
"My family's assets are worth over 10 billion yuan, surely we can afford a beat-up car?"
Zhang Ming felt extremely resentful.
He felt that Li Mengli's attitude towards him was not because he was a bad person.
It's all because the Rolls-Royce he drove today only costs eight million, which is less than her sports car that costs one hundred million.
In Zhang Ming's mind, all women are the same.
As long as you are richer than her, as long as your car is more expensive than hers, she will think you are amazing.
She will find herself irresistibly drawn to your money.
Therefore, Zhang Ming felt that if he wanted to win over Li Mengli, this arrogant girl, he wanted to suppress her momentum.
The method is very simple.
That means buying a car that's more expensive and more powerful than her Aston Martin!
"One hundred million, huh? Then I'll buy a two hundred million one!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Ming immediately took out his phone.
He scrolled through his contacts and dialed a number.
The person on the other end of the phone was a man named Lao Liu who specialized in buying and selling top-tier luxury cars.
"Hey, Lao Liu."
Zhang Ming's tone was very loud and urgent:
"You need to contact those car manufacturers abroad right now, whether it's Bugatti, Pagani, or Koenigsegg."
"I want a custom-made sports car. The price should be around 200 million. The configuration must be the best, and the color must be the most eye-catching."
"No matter what method you use, or how much money you offer, I want to get this car as quickly as possible!"
When Lao Liu on the other end of the phone heard this request, he was completely stunned.
He stammered and asked:
"Young Master Zhang... A custom-made sports car worth two hundred million? This is no joke. Not only do you have to make a reservation in advance, but the production cycle for this kind of car is also very long, at least six months or even a year before you can get the car."
Hearing that it would take so long, Zhang Ming said impatiently in a loud voice:
"I don't care how long it takes! I need it now! You better figure something out!"
"If anyone has an existing quota, or a car that's almost finished being built, just throw money at it and buy it from me!"
"Money is no problem! As long as I can drive this car as soon as possible!"
Old Liu could tell that Zhang Ming was really anxious, so he didn't dare to say anything more.
He quickly agreed:
"Alright, alright, Young Master Zhang. I'll go and contact them for you right away. I promise I'll do everything I can to get my hands on them!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ming threw his phone on the table.
A smug, cold smile appeared on his face.
He imagined what it would be like when he drove that sports car worth two hundred million yuan and stopped in front of Li Mengli again.
He wanted to see if Li Mengli could still maintain that arrogant demeanor she had today.
Over the next few days.
Zhang Ming went to great lengths to secure this car.
He called Lao Liu every day to urge him to make progress, and he also personally went to several places to meet with people who had car sources.
Just as he was running around trying to find a car, he was using his connections to get help from others.
He went to a very high-end luxury car club in Wuhan.
The people in this club are all among the richest second-generation heirs in Han City.
When they have free time, they like to drive their sports cars together to drink and chat.
Zhang Ming met someone at this club.
A young man named Lu Wenzhou.
This Lu Wenzhou is very handsome and tall. The clothes he is wearing are obviously high-end handmade items.
Most importantly, his family is very wealthy.
Very rich.
They are much richer than Zhang Ming's family.
Lu Wenzhou's family is in the oil business.
That's a true energy giant; their assets are at least in the hundreds of billions.
Compared to Lu Wenzhou, Zhang Ming's family's medical aesthetics company, worth over 10 billion yuan, is really just a small fry.
Therefore, after Zhang Ming learned Lu Wenzhou's identity...
His attitude immediately became very respectful and ingratiating.
Holding his wine glass, he walked up to Lu Wenzhou and greeted him with a smile:
"Young Master Lu, hello. I'm Zhang Ming from Lavande Group. I've heard so much about you."
Lu Wenzhou sat on the sofa, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand.
He glanced at Zhang Ming and nodded slightly:
"Hello there."
After exchanging a few casual words, the two of them...
Zhang Ming felt this was a good opportunity to get closer to Lu Wenzhou.
He deliberately sighed, feigning some annoyance, and said:
"Ugh, this is so frustrating lately. I want to order a sports car, but I can't find a suitable quota anywhere."
When Lu Wenzhou heard the word "sports car," he became slightly interested.
He took a sip of his drink and casually asked:
"Oh? What kind of car do you want to buy? Can't find a quota?"
Zhang Ming quickly leaned forward and said in an exaggerated tone:
"I want to get a custom-made car worth around 200 million yuan. Bugatti or Pagani are both fine. The main thing is to get one that's really flashy."
Lu Wenzhou heard the number "two hundred million".
He put down his wine glass and glanced at Zhang Ming with some surprise.
"A car worth two hundred million? Why would you buy such an expensive car?"
Zhang Ming smiled. He felt that he still had to act like a worldly person in front of this rich second-generation heir.
He answered very easily:
"Hey, what else could it be? It's all for a woman."
"I met a pretty girl the other day. She comes from a well-off family and drives an Aston Martin worth 100 million yuan."
"She was quite arrogant in front of me. I felt uncomfortable about it."
"So I thought I'd get a car worth 200 million and drive it right in front of her. I'd suppress her arrogance and let her know what it means to be outmatched."
"Women, when they see someone richer than them, will inevitably succumb to temptation. Young Master Lu, don't you agree?"
After listening to what Zhang Ming said, Lu Wenzhou...
A smile of great interest appeared on his face.
He was used to staying in Beijing, where his rich second-generation friends all bought luxury cars and chased girls.
However, in order to suppress a girl, he spent 200 million yuan to have a car custom-made for her.
This was the first time he had ever heard of such a thing.
Lu Wenzhou found this matter very interesting.
He looked at Zhang Ming and said with a smile:
"Wow, Zhang Ming. Spending two hundred million on a woman, that's quite a lot."
"I'm quite interested in this. I'd like to see just how beautiful a girl is to make you go to such lengths."
"Furthermore, I also want to see what that 200 million yuan custom-made sports car looks like."
Lu Wenzhou picked up his wine glass and clinked it against Zhang Ming's:
"When your car arrives, can you take me with you to see what's going on?"
Zhang Ming heard Lu Wenzhou offer to go with him.
He was overjoyed.
This is a second-generation rich kid with assets worth hundreds of billions!
If we can take this opportunity to get in touch with him, his family's business will definitely benefit a lot in the future.
Zhang Ming immediately nodded vigorously, loudly patting his chest to assure him:
"No problem, Young Master Lu!"
"Leave this to me!"
"As soon as the car arrives, I'll let you know! We'll drive over together and give that arrogant girl a good shock!"
Lu Wenzhou smiled and nodded:
"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news."