money trouble

Chapter 12 Is the air conditioner in this car particularly good

The car started slowly, and Xinxin's driving skills were very good, driving very smoothly.

Wu Qian looked at Xinxin from the side, and he looked very good-looking when he was driving seriously, so he asked, "Beauty, do you think that pretty girls like you love money?"

Sitting in the car looking at the beautiful woman, Wu Qian inexplicably remembered the scene yesterday, Song Feiyan sitting in the M5, so he asked this question.

"Mostly." Xinxin replied with a slight smile, and then began to explain some precautions to Wu Qian.

Wu Qian shrugged, thinking something through his mind.

To make a simple analogy, a girl who is more beautiful than 80% of people naturally hopes to find a man who is richer than 80% of people as a partner, a kind of good match in disguise.

Wu Qian used to dislike those rich second generations who played with girls' feelings, but now that he thinks about it, they probably just take what they want, or there may be no feelings in it at all, so it's hard to say whether they are playing or not.

"Money, hehe." Wu Qian whispered, the car stopped, he let go of his seat belt and got out, ready to test drive himself.

Xinxin helped Wu Qian adjust the seat, and sat in the co-pilot seat a little nervously.

"Mr. Wu, this road is closed and is specially used for test driving in several 4S stores. You can try the acceleration performance and braking here."

Wu Qian nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and the twin-turbocharged V12 engine burst out with huge power instantly. The strongest torque burst out directly from 1500 rpm, and the whole car shot out like an arrow off the string. The rear of the car twisted unconsciously, as if a sexy girl was scratching her head.

"Roar! Haha!"

Wu Qian was so excited that the strong acceleration pushed him firmly to the back of the seat, his adrenaline soared so high that he exploded with excitement.

The moment he accelerated, he felt his bladder tighten and he almost peed. This is a normal physiological reaction under the pull of a strong G value.

The sound of the tires rubbing against the ground, the roar of the engine mixed with the "bang bang bang" backfire, instantly attracted other test drivers on this road.

"Look, Daddy, that car is so beautiful! I don't want the Beetle anymore, I want that one, I want that one!"

The coquettish woman who was test-driving a red Beetle closely followed the DB11 that went away, her eyes full of envy.

The man sitting in the back seat was a little displeased, and said, "For a car worth more than 300 million yuan, do you think you can afford that price? You'd better find out how much you have!"

The salesman at the 4S store in the co-pilot seat was sitting in a state of seriousness, not daring to express any opinions at all.

The young men and women in another "Kicking Pavilion" also looked at the speeding DB11 with envy. The plot of 007 made countless people familiar with this coupe.

"Baby, that car is really beautiful, the color of the car paint is different after running!"

The girl looked at DB11 with her arms on the rear window, her eyes full of love.

"I'll buy it when I have money, okay?" the man sat in the co-pilot and said.

The Mercedes-Benz DB11 is very eye-catching, but the people in the car are not calm.

"Brake, brake quickly!"

Xinxin was going crazy, she was about to reach the end of the road, but Wu Qian was still holding on to the accelerator, she didn't dare to see how fast the car had gone, her driving skills are good, but it doesn't mean she likes to enjoy this kind of driving Stimulate.

At this moment, Wu Qian seemed to be a different person, and the fierce beast in his heart was completely released. He felt that this fierce beast had been suppressed for more than 20 years and had accumulated countless resentments.

Boom, step on the brake pedal heavily.

Squeak squeak!

The screeching sound of brakes and the sound of ABS sounded, and the excellent braking force made the car stop tens of meters away from the end of the road.

"Bought it!"

Bang!
Wu Qian patted the steering wheel, and said to Xinxin excitedly: "How much is it, go back and swipe your card! Fuck, it's so cool, cool!"

Xinxin stared blankly at Wu Qian whose goosebumps hadn't faded away, feeling unreal in her heart, and a strange pleasure filled her heart.

It's the thrill of planning to fail and succeeding.

"Handsome guy, really...really buying?" Xinxin's eyes glowed, she praised the company's excellent training system, and didn't let her turn on the sarcastic mode in the first place.

Selling a DB11 can raise 2 points, Xinxin seems to have seen hundreds of thousands of banknotes flying into her arms, and her face is a little red with excitement.

Thinking of her colleagues, sometimes it was hard to sell one for those who accompany her here and there. She must not be too lucky, her gaze at Wu Qian softened a lot, and she was no longer formal in that working mode.

Wu Qian stepped on the accelerator pedal again, then accelerated and braked sharply. After stopping the car, he turned his head and said, "I will definitely buy it. Let's go back and talk. I'll drive."

When all the shopping guides watched Xinxin lead Wu Qian into the reception room, their expressions should not be too rich, especially the salesman who said he would devote himself, his face seemed to bloom.

"Isn't it? The first shot has fired!"

"Absolutely not. I think that person must be pretending, and then find all kinds of excuses to stop ordering."

"I think it's possible, too."

In the reception room, Wu Qian was sitting on a soft sofa, drinking fragrant coffee, and looking at various color palettes on the wall for selection.

Aston Martin only buys bare cars, and you have to choose everything yourself. Ultra-luxury brands have this kind of customization service, and there will never be two identical cars in the world.

From the most basic body color, to door handles, spoilers, rear spoilers, wheels and other exterior parts, there are also many interiors that you can choose by yourself.

Halfway through the selection, Wu Qian suddenly asked: "I want to ask, how long will it take to get this customized?"

Hearing Wu Qian's question, Xinxin's heart tightened, and she said nervously, "3... 3 months to half a year."

After she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful, because she saw Wu Qian frowning, and hurriedly said: "But you can speed up, why don't you take a look at the existing car?"

"There is an existing car, so you didn't say it earlier!"

Such expensive cars, Wu Qian knew that there are generally few existing cars, and some are show cars and test drives.

"Yes, yes, wait a moment, let me see."

After speaking, Xinxin took Wu Qian's selection list and sat down in front of the computer, and began to search the inventory.

Before Wu Qian was made to wait too long, Xinxin said cheerfully, "Yes, yes!"

Wu Qian was in a good mood, and casually joked, "It's not mine."

Xinxin could understand the meaning of Wu Qian's words, she smiled charmingly, and said, "Here is a car with the same configuration as you need, only the seat is punched and stitched differently, and there are more B&O Audio, the price... will be a little more expensive."

By this time, Xinxin had paid more and more attention to her wording, and Wu Qian had already become a prospective customer, and she was basically short of paying the money.

"Well, can you help with the license plate here?"

"Don't worry about these. Our store has prepared general license plates, but it costs 30 yuan, which is calculated in addition to the car price."

Wu Qian nodded, very satisfied in his heart, if he was allowed to draw the number by himself, the year of the monkey would be over.

"How much is the total?"

"Let me do the math. The naked car is 286.8 million, the optional equipment is 86, and the insurance...the landing is a little over 400 million, and 400 million is enough."

Wu Qian took out the card without the slightest hesitation, and said, "I heard that this car has hidden functions, such as a fanatic air conditioner, which can make people want to take off their clothes unconsciously, isn't it?"

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(End of this chapter)