"Brother Zhang, that car costs 72 million, are you kidding me?"

"What's there to joke about with just a car!" Zhang Menglong said with the air of a man to whom money was no object, "I just like making friends, and this little amount of money is well spent if it makes everyone happy, right? Anyway, I've bought so many cars I can't possibly drive them all myself."

"By the way, do you know any professional vehicle lubricators?"

"Vehicle lubricators? What job is that?" Qin Feng and Wang Ling looked at each other in confusion, as this was the first time they had heard of such a profession.

"It's someone who specializes in driving," explained Zhang Menglong, "I'm afraid if I buy too many cars and just leave them in the parking garage without driving them for a year or half, they'll all gather dust. Someone has to regularly take them out for a spin to lubricate the machinery, right?"

Zhang Menglong's explanation almost drove Qin Feng and Wang Ling crazy. How many cars did he possibly have? But then again, it made sense; someone who could casually buy 14 cars probably had far more at home.

"I want to be a vehicle lubricator too!" a few of the male sales associates whispered to each other, "Even if there's no salary, driving sports cars every day to pick up girls sounds unbeatable!"

"Forget it, with cars like those, would you even dare to drive them? Scratch it by accident, and you'll be selling your house to pay for the damages!"

"As if I have a house to sell..."

"By the way, Qin Feng, I heard you really like Aston Martin cars—that Valkyrie is my gift to you. I can't play favorites now, can I?"

Qin Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this. Although the Valkyrie wasn't as valuable as the Poison, it was still a limited edition worth tens of millions!

"Hahaha, since Brother Zhang is so generous, we'll shamelessly accept," Qin Feng said, "If you ever come to Mingzhu City, we'll make sure to show you a good time riding the open road!"

Qin Feng and Wang Ling didn't stand on ceremony; after all, Zhang Menglong was clearly someone who wasn't short of cash. If they refused, it might actually offend him.

As for the social media influencers nearby, witnessing this scene almost made their jaws - even the surgically-enhanced ones - drop. They thought they were living the high life mingling in Wang Ling and Qin Feng's circle, but today's events had surpassed their wildest dreams.

Meeting someone for the first time who casually gives away cars worth millions was an emotional shock that couldn't be imagined unless experienced firsthand.

"Boss Su, I'll leave the car arrangements to you."

"Don't worry, it'll be taken care of perfectly!" The money was all in place; this was just a matter of procedure.

"Let's go, dinner is on me today!" Wang Ling said, overjoyed at getting a car without spending a cent, "Meeting Brother Zhang today has been such a happy occurrence, nobody dare compete with me for the bill!"

"No one is competing with you, Principal Wang!" Su Yu said with a smile, "However, we might need to wait a bit longer; Mr. Saige, the Asia Regional Manager of Koenigsegg, is coming over soon."

"What? The car's being moved away?" Wang Ling looked reluctant to let go, knowing that Su Yu had a Koenigsegg CCVR, which he always admired for a long time every visit.

"That's something you'd have to ask Brother Zhang," said Su Yu, turning her gaze to Zhang Menglong.

"You didn't buy this car too, did you? Wasn't it said that this car was here just temporarily and not for sale?" Wang Ling asked in surprise.

"Cars are made to be sold, where does this notion of not for sale come from?" Zhang Menglong said with a laugh, "The conditions might be a bit harsh, but nothing that can't be dealt with!"

"Boss, Mr. Saige is here!" Just then, a sales associate came in, accompanied by a middle-aged Caucasian man, into the underground showroom.

"That was quick!" He had just been told it would take an hour, and not even half an hour had passed when Mr. Saige arrived.

"Mr. Saige, long time no see!" Su Yu greeted him immediately, even using the few Swedish phrases she knew.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Su," Saige responded politely, then his eyes began sweeping over everyone present.

"May I ask which one of you is Mr. Zhang Menglong?" an interpreter accompanying Saige inquired.

"Oh, that's me," Zhang Menglong stepped forward.

To everyone's surprise, Saige, who had appeared exceedingly arrogant and condescending just a moment earlier, now adopted an extremely humble attitude in front of Zhang Menglong, bowing deeply, "I'm sorry for making you wait, Mr. Zhang."

Witnessing this scene, not only Su Yu but also Qin Feng and Wang Ling were astonished. They had been present during the entire process of delivering the Koenigsegg CCXR to their location. Even when they tried to invite the Asian director for dinner that evening, they were turned down— the man simply didn't acknowledge them!

But such a person was now revealing a completely different side in front of Zhang Menglong, which made them even more curious about his identity.

All these scions of wealth had their own circle. Without knowing everyone, they were certainly familiar with the top-level tycoons. Yet, they had only met Zhang Menglong today. Could he have always been this low-key?

"It's alright, I've only waited for less than half an hour," Zhang Menglong said with a smile, "I want to buy this car, but I heard one needs to own at least seven Koenigsegg series vehicles, correct?"

"That's the case for others, but our chairman said if you, Mr. Zhang, want this car, you can take it away any time. Here is the key to the car!" Saige handed over a luxuriously packaged key box to Zhang Menglong with utmost respect.

"My God, who is he?" The trio of Wang Ling exchanged glances, all seeing the shock in each other's eyes, especially Su Yu. He hadn't expected Zhang Menglong to actually stir the chairman of Koenigsegg.

"No, no, no, have you not understood me? I don't want to break your rules. Just arrange for me to acquire the full series first, and I will pay just the same!"

"Are you out of your mind?!" The three on the side were all itching to curse. Gathering the entire series would cost at least several billion, not to mention this CCXR worth over two billion. They're offering it to you for free, and you think you have too much money? If it's too much, give some to us, we'll help you spend it!"

"Mr. Zhang, our chairman has already instructed that all these cars are limited editions, and they already have owners. It's not very realistic to recall them. However, our factory has suspended all other orders to produce a new vehicle of each model for you. So you are now our supermember and have the purchasing rights for this vehicle!"

"What? Koenigsegg's factory actually suspended all other orders just for him?"

"Holy crap, does he own the damn factory?"

If simply convincing the owner of Koenigsegg to sell him the car was surprising enough, this move absolutely blew their minds.

Suspending factory orders meant offending other clients. How many people capable of affording a Koenigsegg are easy to provoke? What kind of power does he have to persuade Koenigsegg's owner to alienate other clients just for him?

"Okay, if that's the case, let's proceed with the transaction. Remember, not a penny less, and no discounts!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Saige wiped sweat from his forehead; such a request was certainly a first for him.

In fact, he didn't know exactly who Zhang Menglong was, but his boss had made it clear— they had to keep this gentleman satisfied, or not just him but even their headquarters could collapse in minutes!

"Mr. Zhang, the total is 1.68 billion!"

"I don't like decimals," Zhang Menglong stated.

"Yes, how about we round it to 1.6 billion? Does that seem alright?" Saige cautiously had his translator relay the message.

"Are you wiping off 80 million just like that?" The likes of Wang Ling were dumbstruck. Was there such a way to round numbers?

"No, what I mean is, you can charge more. Let's make it 1.7 billion. The extra can be considered a service fee." Zhang Menglong was eager to spend more rather than have them round down!

"Reverse... rounding down?" Wang Ling clenched his fists, completely baffled. What sort of tactic was this? It was way beyond his comprehension!