"Come on, let's not waste any more time. It's just buying a BMW anyways, piece of cake." Wilbur said as he walked outside.
Chuck tried not to laugh out loud. The BMW worth more than two million dollars was indeed a piece of cake to Wilbur now that his father was rich.
However, the only reason why his father could sell off the square and earn some cash was because of Chuck's mother. If Chuck didn't plan to buy the square, where would Wilbur's father get the money to buy a car?
At this moment, the manager walked over in hesitance and whispered something in Wilbur's ear, mostly regarding the 300 thousand dollar deposit ...
Wilbur frowned. "I'll transfer it to you tomorrow!" How could he have money now? He could only wait for his father.
The manager sighed in relief and then said to Chuck politely, "Mr Cannon, please take care. When the car is here. I will call you." Chuck nodded. He overheard just now that he needed the training to drive a sports car, but it should not take too long. Anyhow, it was nice to drive a sports car too!
Chuck was about to open his car door and get in.
However, the more Wilbur looked at Chuck's car, the more upset he became, What's so good about this car? Wilbur decided that when he bought one later, he would ask his dad to buy another one. Then, Chuck would have nothing else to boast about!
Wilbur got into his Cayenne haughtily, stepping on the gas and zooming off the minute he got in. Naturally, Chuck followed suit!
The manager looked at Chuck who had left and was amazed. Who were the parents of this young man? It was rare to see a super-rich person with such an indifferent temperament. The manager had encountered many people in his life, but he had never felt such a feeling from anyone.
"Manager, did the young man just now really order it?"
"He just swiped his credit card, so how could it be fake? It looks too simple though, I've been selling cars for so long, but I've never seen anyone buy a car so quick. Well, the rich are really rich!"
"I really want to know his WeChat, I want to be his girlfriend!"
"Me too. He's handsome and rich, just the perfect man of my dreams!"
The several Porsche sales consultants all gathered around and began chatter away enviously.
The manager frowned and scolded, "What are you guys doing? Don't you guys have work to do? Just look at his charisma, do you think he will like any of you here? Let me tell you, the next time Mr Cannon comes if anyone dares to offend him again, pack up your things and get out of here immediately! Do you hear me?!"
"Yes, sir." Several sales consultants were discouraged.
Just then, a beautiful woman strolled into the shop, wearing a pair of hot pants that complimented her slender, long legs. It was Quincy Lowe, Zelda's best friend. She had ordered a Porsche for herself
a few days ago as a birthday present for herself, so she came to pick up the car.
But when she saw that the salespeople in the store whispering to each other, she curiously walked over and asked, "What happened?"
"Ah? It's Miss Lowe. Your car has arrived. Let me bring you to complete a few procedures, then you can pick up your car!" The manager came back to his senses.
"Okay. By the way, what were you guys talking about just now?" Quincy asked curiously.
"Oh, nothing much, it was a customer who just ordered a 911 modelled car." The manager said. He waved his hand and the crowd of salespeople immediately dispersed.
"911 model. That rich?" Quincy's eyes widened.
She wanted to buy that car, but she didn't have so much money at the moment. She only managed to buy an ordinary Porsche because it was her birthday, and only after begging her father to allow her to buy it.
This was why she didn't say anything when she heard Wilbur mention the Cayenne at the birthday party yesterday.
"He is quite rich." The manager sighed. Chuck's charisma had left quite an impression on him.
"Who ordered it?' Quincy asked out of curiosity.
"This ..." The manager hesitated. This was related to the customer's privacy, so he had no right to say it out!
"Wilbur and I are good friends. You can't even tell?" Quincy added.
"Okay, alright, it was ordered by a man named Chuck Cannon." The manager could only say it out.
"What? Chuck Cannon was the one who ordered the Model 911?" Quincy could only gape in shock!
Didn't he tell Wilbur that he would buy the Cayenne? Why did he order a 911 model that was several specs higher than a Cayenne instead?
That was an extra four million!
Quincy took a deep breath, this came as a big surprise! Chuck Cannon was indeed extremely rich!
"Do you know this Mr. Cannon, Miss Lowe?" The manager couldn't help but ask Quincy. Otherwise, how would she have such an expression on her face?
"Yes, I do."
Quincy nodded, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Zelda, you found a pretty rich boyfriend!"
….…
Chuck found that Wilbur was driving so fast that his car disappeared in just a blink of an eye.
However, Chuck wasn't planning to drive so fast because he cherished his own life. He would arrive at the BMW store soon since it was just a stone's stroll away.
At that moment, the phone rang. He took a look and saw that it was Zelda Maine!
Chuck Cannon was a little surprised and nervous. Why was Zelda calling him now? Did she find something out from Director Wendel?
Despite being a little nervous, he had no choice but to answer the phone.
"Hey, Chuck, where are you?" Zelda's voice could be heard clearly.
"I'm driving."
"Well, I have something to tell you. I'm sorry to tell you that the shop that I showed you yesterday was taken over by someone last night. I may not be able to go into business there." Zelda said apologetically.
Hearing this, Chuck was instantly relieved. Turns out that she wanted to talk about this.
"That's all right." He had no choice but to say so.
"By the way, do you know who took over the square?" Zelda asked.
"How would I know?"
"I have already asked a lot of people in the morning, but I still don't know who was the person who bought the square over. The thing is, it will cost at least 500 to 600 million dollars to take over the square, but everything was done overnight.
This shows that this new boss is very low-key and powerful, so I really want to talk to him!" Zelda sounded full of confidence and expectation.
Chuck sighed silently, what did she mean by "talk to" now? How embarrassing would it be if Zelda found out that he was the one who took over the square and forced her to give up the shop lot? It would be so awkward then.
He didn't know what to say, so he could only respond to her with a few words.
"Well, don't worry. If I find who the new boss is and manage to negotiate with him, I will let you know."
Zelda sounded really sincere, which made Chuck feel slightly guilty. He didn't know how to continue this conversation, so he could only thank her.
"Why are you thanking me? About things yesterday, I still have to..." Zelda did not finish her words and suddenly stopped talking.
Chuck was immediately reminded of the fact that he kissed Zelda yesterday. Her lips were supple and sweet like jelly, and the touch of her curvy hips was still vivid in his mind.
The atmosphere was a little awkward!
Neither of them spoke. After around ten seconds, Zelda took the initiative to speak first. "Then, I'll contact you if there's any news!"
"Yep."
"Bye."
"0kay, Zelda, bye-bye."
Chuck sighed in relief after he hung up the phone. He couldn't afford to let his mind wander. Although things got a bit heated up between them yesterday, Zelda obviously wanted to forget what had happened. If such, he had better-let bygones be bygones and leave it as a memory in the past. He didn't want to misunderstand and make a fool of himself later on.
However, Chuck still wanted to know how Zelda would react if she knew that he was the one who bought and took over the square.
He shook his head slightly. At this time, he had arrived at the BMW store.
After Chuck parked the car, he entered the shop straight away. Charlotte Yates was surprised when she saw him come in. In the meantime, Wilbur was already looking at the car while he was waiting for Chuck to arrive.
The salespeople in the BMW store were all surprised as they didn't recognize Chuck's new look. A salesgirl approached him. After all, his aura and charisma gave others the feeling that he had a high purchasing power. However, she saw Charlotte walking over to him instead, and only realized that it was Chuck!
After a makeover... he looked very handsome! It was true that clothes can change a person's look!
She couldn't recognize him at all!
The few salesgirls were even more remorseful. If they had known, they would have taken care of Chuck better when he came over that day. But now, an intern had taken over his businesses instead. More importantly, Chuck had introduced customers to Charlotte. They were originally theirs,
but...
The more they thought about it, the more regret they felt!
Charlotte walked over. "Mr Cannon, Mr Wendel is already here."
Chuck nodded and had Charlotte bring him to a BMW seven series. There, Wilbur was already checking out the interior of the car, looking
satisfied with everything that he had seen.
Seeing that Chuck Cannon finally arrived, Wilbur secretly looked down on him. How could he drive so slowly!
Wilbur exited the car and was greeted by Charlotte sweetly, "Mr Wendel, we have ready stock for this model!"
She was more grateful to Chuck. Since he wanted to treat her to dinner today, should she do something for him at night?
"Okay, wait for my dad to come over!" Wilbur said and looked out. All of a sudden, his expression brightened with pride and confidence. "My dad is here!"
His tone ended lightly as he was trying to show off, and Chuck also looked out, the corners of his mouth curling up. A BMW Three series drove in and someone exited the car. It was Director Wendel, whom he saw last night!
Wilbur walked over proudly and called out, "Dad!"
This shocked the salespeople at the scene. The person that he called dad was actually the boss of City Square, Harold Wendel!
How could they not know him?
The sourness in their hearts intensified. They just couldn't believe that Charlotte was so lucky!
Harold walked into the store, took one look at his son and frowned. He knew what kind of a person his son was: arrogant and a big show-off. What car did he want to buy?
He sighed. It was not that he was not willing to buy a car for his son, but he knew that Wilbur already had several cars and sports cars that cost nearly two million dollars. He had recently bought a Porsche Cayenne, but now he wanted to buy a car again! It wasn't even long after he bought the Cayenne!
Truthfully, he didn't want to promise his son yesterday. However, he did manage to sell off his square an earn 500 million dollars at once, as well as meet that person. He thought of just treating it as a celebration for himself since he was in a good mood.
But... seeing his son's expression now, he regretted his decision slightly.
"Dad, I have my eye on a BMW Seven series, can you buy it for me?" Wilbur deliberately raised his volume so that others could hear him.
Harold glared at him. This little rascal was making it difficult for him to reject his requests!
Wilbur chuckled and pulled his father towards him, saying as he walked towards the cars, "Dad, I think you should change your car too. It's been so many years, and it's not good enough for your status.
Why don't we order two today?"
He still maintained a large volume, which surprised several of the salespeople there. Their eyes burned with envy as they looked at Charlotte. She was so lucky!
This flattery was right up Harold's alley, and he was pretty comfortable with it.
In fact, Harold felt like changing his car already.
After all, he earned 500 million yesterday and wanted to reward himself. In addition, he did need a change of cars since the car he was driving now was indeed not worthy of his identity. He was more convinced after hearing what his son said.
He was attracted by the appearance of the BMW seven series in front of him, and his eyes were fixed on it!
He didn't notice Chuck Cannon who was standing and looking at them from aside at all.
"Dad, go in and have a look, you can feel the quality with your own hands." Wilbur opened the door and Harold entered it. He was tempted as it indeed felt amazing.
Seeing his father's expression, Wilbur was secretly delighted. The deal is done! Hehe, buying two cars at once!
Let's see how embarrassed you will be! Wilbur smugly glanced at Chuck, his heart was full of joy and satisfaction!
"Promote it well to my dad!" Wilbur said to Charlotte.
Charlotte naturally nodded, then got into the car gracefully and started introducing the different specs and functions of the car. Harold was already attracted by the car the moment he got in. With Charlotte's persuasiveness, he was even enthralled to buy the car.
"How about it? You bought a 911 and I bought two BMW seven series, which is more expensive than yours by a million dollars!" Wilbur smirked as he proudly announced to Chuck.
"Yes, it's so much more expensive." Chuck agreed.
"That's right. It's just a little bit expensive though, five million dollars is not much anyways. What's important is we have to like it to buy it! Besides, good things need to be done in pairs. Buy two at once, what's the purpose if it's just one!" Wilbur said with a proud smile.
He was delighted. So what if Chuck could spend four million dollars? Wilbur managed to spend one million dollars more than him now. Now, who was richer?
Chuck once again smiled faintly.
Wilbur was curious but still full of himself. What was Chuck laughing at? Oh, he must feel so embarrassed right now! What a delight!
Wilbur walked to the side of the car and sneered, "Dad, let's order it today! This car is definitely suitable for your calibre!"
"This car is not bad! Okay, let's order two!" Harold announced in satisfaction.
"Thank you, dad!" Wilbur almost laughed out loud. He said to Charlotte in a hurry, "Bring us to complete the procedures!"
"Yes, please wait a minute!" Charlotte got out of the car in surprise, nodded gratefully to Chuck, and then went to bring in the necessary documents.
"Dad, only people of your status can drive this car, other than that, no one is worthy to drive this car even if they bought it!" Wilbur tried to secretly direct the insults to Chuck.
"Who do you think is not worthy of driving this?" Harold touched the steering wheel and asked subconsciously.
"Well, some people."
Wilbur pointed directly at Chuck and said, "Dad, look, he also bought this car, but I don't think this car is worthy of him. Only people of your net worth are worthy of this kind of car! Even if they bought the car, they would need the status and position to use the car to the fullest!"
Harold smiled, his son was indeed good at flattering him. Well, let's see who else bought this car.
He withdrew his eyes from the steering wheel and looked out of the car window, immediately stunned once seeing the person...
"Dad, it's him. He also bought the same car as us. Even with the same car, he'll never be able to bring the beauty of the car out to its fullest! People like them are different from us, do they really think that by driving the same car with us, they'll be put on a pedestal?" Wilbur sneered. As soon as he proudly turned his head to continue insulting Chuck, a slap was hurled his way.
Slap!!
The slap echoed throughout the hall, informing everyone that something was amiss. All the salespeople stopped and subconsciously came over. What had happened?
Wilbur was stunned and he clasped his swollen cheek with his palm, staring at his father in disbelief. "Dad, we were chatting nicely. Why did you hit me?'
"Bastard, come out of the car now!"
Harold broke out into curses and dragged Wilbur out Of the car. Wilbur was even more confused. He felt ashamed as he seemed to be the butt of everyone's laughter and asked pitifully, "Dad, what are you doing?"
"How many times have I told you? Don't compare with others. You just ignored what I said, didn't you?" Harold was angry.
"No, I..." Wilbur tried to deny it by shaking his head, feigning ignorance.
Slap!
Harold was so furious that he gave Wilbur a big slap again, and Wilbur was forced to sit on his knees on the ground.
"What are you waiting for? Get up and apologize!" Harold was furious, his good mood from just now completely wrecked to shreds. He couldn't believe that his good-for-nothing son actually said that Chuck, who called him in person, didn't deserve to drive a BMW Seven series.
Someone who could afford to transfer 500 million dollars in one shot did not deserve to drive a BMW Seven series? Harold was mad with rage. Since Chuck knew that person, he could drive a Rolls-Royce custom-made version and Harold wouldn't even dare to say a thing! If
Chuck was not qualified to drive the car, that wouldn't make him any more qualified to do so either!
"Dad, you're old and confused, aren't you? Why should I apologize to him?" Wilbur was confused, angry and ashamed.
"F'ck!" Harold kicked him, and Wilbur once again fell to the ground with a cry.
"Sorry, Young Master Cannon!"
Harold walked over to Chuck with an apologetic smile on his face, feeling extremely nervous on the inside. Was Chuck going to call that person and tell on him? He would be absolutely ruined if that person was angered by him. Since a billion dollars was nothing in front of that person, they could easily send him to the depths of despair in just a blink of an eye! The more he thought about it, the more scared he became.
The other salespeople were shocked. How could the owner of the City Square call him young master? This...
The whole place was silent!
"It's alright, it's just buying cars. Good things come in pairs anyway, so it's good to buy two." Chuck said.
"No, no, I won't buy it. It's fine." Harold quickly shook his head. How would he even dare to drive the same car as Chuck now that he knew that Chuck drove a BMW Seven series too? Doesn't that mean that he would be on an equal footing with Chuck? He would never dare to even think or do so!
"Just continue," Chuck just smiled at him unnervingly.
Harold shook his head.
"Dad!" Wilbur was anxious. He had already placed the order so why weren't they buying it? What was going on? Who is this guy? And why is he a young master? What the hell!
"Bastard! Our status is not worthy of this car!" Harold glared angrily at his son.
"Dad, what are you saying? We just ordered the cars, the deal's been done." Wilbur really felt ashamed. Not only had he been slapped by his father in public, but now his father was going back on his word. He would be the laughingstock of the town because of Chuck!
"Dad, what are you worried about? It's only more than five million dollars. Didn't you earn 500 million dollars yesterday?..." Before Wilbur could finish his sentence, Harold slapped him angrily again.
A loud slap could be heard once again!
This time, Wilbur fell butt-first to the ground!
Bastard, there wasn't any point showing off to the person whose mother gave him the 500 million dollars for the square! Harold wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide.
"Dad, please don't hit me. The cars have been ordered, so you have to buy them today!" Wilbur was also angry. Having been slapped several times, he felt that it was more reasonable for him to feel wronged.
"The hell with buying them! I won't buy them!" Harold shook his head and said, "Get out of here!"
Wilbur got up from the ground and pouted unhappily. "Dad, who is he? Why is he only worthy of this car?" Harold was angry and speechless at his son. It wasn't a question of whether or not Chuck was qualified to drive a 50 million dollar car, it was because he was low-profiled!
"You want to talk some more? Didn't you want to buy a car? Okay, salesgirl!" Harold shouted for Charlotte as she ran over with a confused face. "Sir, what can I do for you?"
"We don't want this car anymore. Give me the cheapest car you have here, and I'll order it!" Harold said.
"Dad, I don't want it!" Wilbur shook his head angrily.
Slap!
Harold couldn't hold himself back and slapped his son once again. "You still want the same car as Young Master Cannon? Dream on! You are only worthy of the cheapest car!"
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