I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 164 Maybach’s Meteor Lamp

"Actually, he is my client." Faced with her mother's questioning, Lin Jingmin had no choice but to explain the cause and effect weakly.

After saying these words, Mother Lin sat blankly, speechless.

"Your daughter's new car and new house can be entrusted to me, Mr. Zhang." Finally, Lin Jingmin said in a low voice when her mother remained silent.

"It's just nonsense, I thought... I thought..." Mother Lin couldn't finish her sentence.

"What do you think? Do you think it's really the boyfriend I brought home?" Lin Jingmin shook her head, her eyes dazed for a while, "Then how can I have that kind of honor?"

From the beginning, the two made it clear that they were pursuing the most direct and straightforward relationship.

How could she dare to have other extravagant hopes?

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  Of course Zhang Yang didn't know why designer Xiaolin was tortured by her mother after he left.

However, when you think about it, you know that it must be another round of talk, but it has nothing to do with him.

"It's time to pick up the car." Zhang Yang looked down at the time.

Just now, he received a call from the Mercedes store saying that the Maybach S680 had arrived.

He paid a deposit for this car in advance, and this time he went back to inspect the car and go through the formalities.

The car is naturally registered in my father's name.

Once it's completely taken down, just give it to dad.

"Maybach, dad, you should like it very much." Zhang Yang had a slight smile on his face, thinking of the meteor shower under the lights of the Maybach, and also recalled a passage.

It turns out that the starry sky that girls like is the Starry Sky Top of Rolls-Royce.
  My favorite meteor is the Maybach meteor shower.

My favorite sea is the Mediterranean Sea.

You see, it’s nice to have money. Even if the stars in the sky cannot be picked, he can also send many other stars, including but not limited to starry sky domes, meteor shower headlights, Patek Philippe's SKY Moon, and LV's Galaxy.

Cullinan drove through the streets of Yinghai, basking in the morning light as passers-by looked at him sideways, and headed straight ahead.

At the Mercedes 4S store in Yinghai, people gathered around the newly arrived Maybach S680.

Black and brown, classic Maybach waterfall grille, V12 logo, and timeless Maybach exclusive wheels.

Nobility and elegance come to you.

"It's so beautiful. Damn."

"King Ben is indeed King Ben. Is the owner of the car from Yinghai? I don't know who is a big boss in which industry."

Everyone was talking about the newly arrived Maybach S680.

The brothers and sisters in the Mercedes store wore steady black suits and carried the mature style to the end.

Customers who were viewing or picking up cars in the store were unable to move their feet when standing in front of this Maybach S680.

However, the price of more than [-] million reminded them over and over again.

Is this car something they can own?
  "The car owner is here!" I don't know who shouted loudly from a distance.

People in the store, including the boss with his secretary, middle-aged middle-class couples who are successful in business, and young women who have achieved some success in new media, all stopped to take a look, and saw a group of clerks trotting out to greet a group of people. A Cullinan that just stopped in front of the store.

"The Timeibach belongs to the owner of the Cullinan?"

"No wonder, what else?"

"My dear!"

"Wait a minute, that handsome guy is the car owner?"

Amidst the welcomes, a group of shop assistants walked into the store together with the handsome Cullinan owner.

"welcome."

"Mr. Zhang is welcome to come and pick up the car."

Zhang Yang looked at the array and felt a little too enthusiastic. The array was a bit too big. Wasn't it just a Maybach S680?
  But think about it, in the Mercedes store, there are of course a lot of Mercedes-Benz sold all day long. Although there are fewer Maybachs, there must be some. But if you want to say whether this Maybach S680 can be sold every one in a few months, it is really hard to say. .

What the hell, it was designated as a way to promote their own store.

Zhang Yang didn't want to try to get the short video account of this Mercedes store. Maybe a promotional video would be released today.

Congratulations to Mr. Maybach owner for purchasing the S680. May the three-pointed star illuminate your career...
  An old copywriter.

"Where's the car?" Zhang Yang entered the exhibition hall and went straight to the topic.

"Mr. Zhang, please come this way. This is your car." The clerk on the side quickly gave instructions.

Soon, Zhang Yang saw the Maybach he had reserved.

There is a saying that although it is a long-established luxury car, it has a bad fate, but as an ultra-luxury brand in the last century, it can be said to be rejuvenated and glorious again under the Mercedes-Benz banner.

Very cool, nothing to say.

A sense of dignity and status, nothing less.

He, Zhang Yang, owns a Bentley, a Rolls-Royce, and soon a Phantom, so naturally he doesn't have that kind of turmoil in his heart.

But it should not be said that this car, for those car owners who are about to own their first luxury car in life, is undoubtedly an impact from the inside out and deep into the soul.

He walked forward, briefly inspected the car, and sat on the leather-covered rear seat, which was said to be more comfortable than a Bentley Rolls-Royce.

Then, he nodded and got out of the car.

A comfortable batch indeed.

This is a car that was born to sit in the back.

Right now, it would be too far-fetched to let Zhang Zhaohai sit in the back seat. His worth is not high enough to hire a driver. It would be about the same if it were Zhang Yang.

"Forget it, this is not something I have to consider." Zhang Yang shook his head and asked the clerk to bring the documents to sign.

Zhang Yang naturally wrote the car owner's information as Zhang Zhaohai's.

"Ah, Mr. Zhang, this car owner is not you?" the clerk asked in surprise.

"Well, I bought it for my dad to carry on my behalf." Zhang Yang finished signing the things he was supposed to sign and put down his pen, "Let's go, pay the balance."

The clerk stood up stupidly, still immersed in the shock and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

What kind of terrifying financial resources is this?
  I originally thought that this was the second car that the owner of the Cullinan bought for himself, but I never expected that this was just a mobility scooter for his father out of filial piety.

Think about it too.

Such a car is indeed not suitable for young people, but for middle-aged successful people.

Zhang Yang originally planned to skip the car-carrying ceremony casually.

It’s not that he’s uncooperative, it’s just that he’s seen too much and is numb.

But looking at the scene carefully arranged by the clerks, and everyone applauding, he couldn't be too disappointed, so he had to cooperate once and consider it a happy cooperation.

"Help me take the car to a place, no problem."

After the car delivery ceremony, Zhang Yang rubbed the Maybach car keys he just received and asked the store.

Naturally, I got a positive answer.

"Okay, let's wait a moment." Zhang Yang looked at the time. It was probably around ten o'clock now.

I don’t know if dad is in the store or where he is. Anyway, this Maybach can be delivered directly to Zhang Zhaohai.

He called.

"Dad, where are you now?" The phone was connected, and Zhang Yang heard the noise on the phone.

"Me?" Zhang Zhaohai smiled happily on the phone. "I'm eating out, what's going on?"

"Give me your address and I'll give you something." Zhang Yang kept the story short.

"You're so mysterious, are you giving me something?" Zhang Zhaohai smiled and said the address smoothly, "You kid, you're not coming back, are you?"

"Nothing, let's leave it at that for now." Zhang Yang hung up the phone in a hurry, looked at the eager clerk on the side, and reported his address.

"Send it to this address for me."

"No problem!" the clerk agreed.

In the Haojue Hotel, in private room 306, there was a lively crowd of people.

Zhang Zhaohai's face glowed red and he put down his mobile phone.

"Old Zhang, who is it? Your son?" someone asked from the side.

"Yes, my son." Zhang Zhaohai smiled and nodded.

"I haven't met your son yet. How about calling him over directly? Let's have dinner together?" Someone else asked with a smile.

"He? Not here." Zhang Zhaohai waved his hand.

Today's occasion is quite special.

Yes, it was a reunion of their high school classmates.

In previous years, Zhang Zhaohai almost avoided this kind of high school reunion. After all, the former classmates were full of business people, organized people, and good people. He, a chef who didn't do well, was still a good person. Don't join in the fun.

But this year, he did the opposite and took the initiative to take over the party.

Near noon, people came and everyone gathered together.

Zhang Zhaohai blew out the smoke and invited everyone to sit at the table.

"Lao Zhang, it's rare. In previous years, you didn't even come to the gathering. Why are you so active this year? Did you post it recently?" A high school classmate laughed and joked about Zhang Zhaohai.

What do you say about the party? We are all normal people. It is normal for us to communicate with each other, compete with each other, and joke around. There is no malicious intention of bitterness and hatred. Everyone is used to it.

"It's just gathering, there's nothing about getting rich or not." Zhang Zhaohai smiled without explaining.

If he had no money, he would be very face-conscious and would care about these words. But now, with a bulging wallet in his pocket, he is in a good mood and doesn't care about these jokes.

"Don't you know, Lao Zhang has opened a restaurant now." Not far away, a woman with a very good appearance and temperament smiled and explained, then picked up the wine glass, "Come on, Lao Zhang, let's borrow today's wine." After this drink, I wish you a prosperous business, and remember to get more of my goods in the future."

"Qingzhu, thank you very much." Zhang Zhaohai smiled and raised his glass to express his thanks.

Don't think that school beauties only exist now. In their time, those beauties were the natural beauties, and hibiscus emerged from clear water.

Xie Qingzhu was naturally the star of their class back then.

Well...he actually had a crush on her back then.

However, it’s just a matter of admiration at a young age. Who hasn’t fallen in love with a beautiful person when they were young?

Xie Qingzhu now has a happy family. His family is now a large frozen product dealer in Yinghai. It employs more than ten workers. The family has only one daughter. I don’t think about it less.

"Opened a restaurant?" Everyone was surprised.

"It's just a small business, it hasn't opened yet." Zhang Zhaohai said modestly.

"That's okay. From now on, it will be a prosperous road. No, Lao Zhang, I saw you came here today and took a taxi. You are going to be the boss after all. Can't you buy a car?" A classmate joked.

"Don't worry, there will be." Zhang Zhaohai didn't care, his expression was natural.

His performance surprised many of his former classmates.

Well, this person, rich or not, may not necessarily be looked down upon by others, but you act unconfident, timid, put yourself in someone else's shoes, would you look down upon such a person when you see him?
  The most important thing in life is to neither be humble nor arrogant.

A group of classmates who had not seen each other for a long time were now nearly middle-aged in a flash of many years. Naturally, they had endless topics to talk about.

Their respective children have grown up, so this topic naturally revolves around their respective families and their respective children.

"Qingzhu, we agreed last time to introduce your girl to my son, but why has nothing happened?" an old classmate who now does some business and whose family is quite well-off joked.

Xie Qingzhu pursed his lips and smiled, "Old classmate, I didn't say I promised you, I just said I would go back and ask. My daughter has had her own opinions since she was a child, and I can't influence her thoughts."

"Hey, it looks like your daughter won't be able to live with our old classmates." Everyone laughed together. “I don’t know who will get the advantage in the end?”

"Eh? Lao Zhang, what is your son doing now? Is he married?" A classmate looked at Zhang Zhaohai and asked curiously.

"My son." Zhang Zhaohai looked at the group of classmates with curious eyes, and his son's incomparably handsome figure flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel proud, "He is mainly focusing on his career now, and he is not married yet."

"Career? Lao Zhang, what is your son doing now?" Xie Qingzhu asked with a smile.

When she asked, there was another burst of laughter around her.

"Lao Zhang, seize the opportunity. Maybe you will have an extra in-law, and your son will have a mother-in-law."

"Okay Qingzhu, you should have told me earlier. It turns out that you are the son of the curious old Zhang family. No wonder you haven't let go and are waiting for Old Zhang to speak on his own initiative, right?"

Xie Qingzhu was helpless and funny, waving his hands gently and speechless.

Zhang Zhaohai blinked and said nothing.

his son?
  Ha ha.

His son is a hot commodity right now.

Just as he was talking, there was a sudden knock on the door in the box.

"Who is it? Come in." Zhang Zhaohai said loudly.

The box door opened, and a young man in a suit and uniform ran over, "Who is Mr. Zhang Zhaohai?"

"Lao Zhang, I'm looking for you."

Zhang Zhaohai stood up, a little curious.

"I am Zhang Zhaohai, what can I do for you?"

"Hello, Mr. Zhang." The young man quickly put on a smile, trotted over, and handed the folder with both hands, "Your son bought you a new car, and we were entrusted to park the car for you downstairs. This is the vehicle's Documents, and car keys.”

"What?" At this moment, Zhang Zhaohai was confused.

He mechanically reached out to take the document bag, and then took the Maybach double M car key.

Then, he sat down unconsciously and put the car keys on the table unconsciously.

On both sides, there were bald Mediterranean men with long hair, and many heads came over to take a look.

"This, this, this...is this a Maybach?"

"Ah, I'm going! Lao Zhang? Lao Zhang!! Wake up!!"

Zhang Zhaohai seemed to be in a dream when he suddenly stood up and woke up.

"I have to go down and take a look!"

(End of this chapter)