Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

After making an appointment, the three of them left the Ferrari booth and walked around again.

When they arrived at the Mercedes-Benz showroom, Jiang Cheng called Wang Zheng and Chen Hao to stop because Jiang Cheng saw a four-door supercar.

Seeing three young men in extraordinary clothes stopped, a middle-aged man immediately came up to them and said, "Gentlemen, what car model do you want to see? Let me introduce it to you."

Jiang Cheng looked at the male manager's work badge. His name was Zhang Mingfeng.

Jiang Cheng pointed to the black Mercedes-Benz AMGGTR50 four-door supercar in the middle.

"This car seems to be more in line with my requirements."

The best design of this AMGGTR50 four-door supercar is that it can be well controlled whether it is for business or out on the street.

It's not frivolous but has the performance expected of a supercar.

Jiang Cheng felt that Li Yan would have no objection to buying this car.

Moreover, it looks like a car but actually matches a supercar. It is also suitable for Jiang Jianmin to drive when he goes to the company.

The appearance looks very powerful, and the blessing of AMG design makes the whole car very sporty.

Because it is a four-door design, the appearance does not have the sharp look of the Porsche 911, and it only takes 3.4 seconds to start from [-] to [-] seconds, which is quite good.

"The performance of the Mercedes-Benz AMGGTR50 you asked about is very high. It competes with the Porsche Palameira and is better than the Palameira. It is equipped with a 3.0T in-line 6-cylinder engine 48V mild hybrid system and is matched with Mercedes-Benz's own 9AT transmission box, the entire power level is the performance of mainstream 6-cylinder power, and the parameters are better than the same engine or competitors at the same price..."

Zhang Mingfeng carefully introduced the car in front of Jiang Cheng.

Seeing Zhang Mingfeng talking non-stop, Jiang Cheng immediately waved his hand: "How much does this car cost?"

"Since this combination is all the highest configuration of the top configuration, the price of the entire configuration is 220 million, and we will also give away..."

"The gift is not important. Is there delivery? Send it to Chengdu for me?"

Seeing Jiang Cheng say this, Zhang Mingfeng immediately rubbed his hands happily.

He was indeed right. Not to mention the new brand-name clothes on the three of them, the expensive watches on their hands showed that the three of them were wealthy owners.

One has a Rolex rainbow ring, and two have Patek Philippe.

Sure enough, the business came to my door in just a moment.

"This is guaranteed to be delivered nationwide, and we will also help you get the license locally, so you can rest assured." Zhang Mingfeng immediately patted his chest and said in assurance.

Jiang Cheng nodded with satisfaction after hearing this: "Okay, just swipe your card."

Seeing Jiang Cheng being so arrogant, Zhang Mingfeng was stunned for a moment.

On the other hand, Wang Zheng and Chen Hao are already somewhat immune.

"Jiang Cheng, did you buy this car for your father?"

Jiang Cheng nodded: "I don't think my mother will say anything about this car. It's low-key enough!"

"You call this low-key?"

"A four-door supercar, with the appearance of a sedan, isn't this low-key?"

"If you have money, you have the final say!"

Jiang Cheng smiled and shook his head and said to Wang Mingfeng: "This car is for my dad. Can you help me prepare a handover ceremony? I want to give him a surprise."

Zhang Mingfeng looked at the bank card that Jiang Cheng took out, and after realizing it, he swallowed subconsciously and said, "Of course there is no problem with this, just leave it with me, and I guarantee that it will be done beautifully and with a sense of ceremony for you." Perfect!"

Jiang Cheng nodded and handed over the bank card: "Swipe the card for the full amount."

Hearing the word "full payment", Zhang Mingfeng's eyes narrowed with laughter.

As expected of a boss wearing a million-dollar watch, a car worth more than 200 million does not require a mortgage.

Zhang Mingfeng immediately took Jiang Cheng's bank card and walked to the POS machine to operate it. He quickly confirmed the business without any delay.

You must know that although there are many people at the auto shows these days, the number of people buying them can be counted on five fingers.

And the models that sell the most are around 50 yuan.

I originally thought that there would be no customers on the last day, but unexpectedly, a big order came in.

And it's still a 200 million model. Why is Zhang Mingfeng not happy about this?

Watching Zhang Mingfeng hand the payment and bank card back to Jiang Cheng.

Wang Zheng and Chen Hao looked at each other again.

As far as they knew, Jiang Cheng had already bought four cars in more than a week since he arrived.

And the most expensive one is the Ferrari Lafa which is half a small target.

The car he drives now costs more than 800 million.

For someone like him, he is indeed worthy of being called bold and arrogant.

"Jiang Cheng, this is an eye-opener for me. I remember that when I bought my first supercar, I had to beg my father for a long time before he bought it for me. I didn't expect that you could buy a supercar for your dad at this age, and it would still be the full price. , I'm sore." Chen Hao said.

"Can the two of us compete with him? We can't compete, we can't compete, and I'm sad too." Wang Zheng said in agreement.

"Hey, hey, okay, if you all say that, then I'll be ready for a showdown." Jiang Cheng said jokingly.

"Okay, Brother Jiang, tell me, we can hold on!" After Chen Hao said this, he immediately put his hands on the chair to show that he was listening attentively.

"Okay, there are so many plots about the richest man in tomatoes. What are you planning for me tonight? I'm a little hungry." Jiang Cheng said helplessly, changing the subject.

Neither of them asked further.

After all, when it comes to making friends, if you ask too in-depth questions, you will appear to be a bit snobbish, so we decided to make friends with sincerity.

"I ordered a pig-killing dish for the farmer's banquet tonight, black pork. They raise it on their own farm and it's guaranteed to taste great," Chen Hao said.

Wang Zheng nodded in agreement and said: "Their family's top banquet is pig-killing dishes. All the ingredients are produced on their own farm. They are absolutely organic and pesticide-free. The quality and taste are good. They have a good reputation in the Magic City. They are definitely not the best." Lose to the Grand Hotel.”

"Okay, if you all said so, it must be good. I'm looking forward to it."

Farmer's banquets sometimes taste much better than the small portions and fancy dishes of big hotels.

And the price is actually not low either.

Jiang Cheng remembered visiting the farmhouse once before when discussing business with his father.

Ten abalones cost thousands of yuan, a sea bass costs several hundred yuan, and a plate of shrimps also costs thousands.

Simply put, the entire meal costs tens of thousands of yuan.

However, these naturally farmed villas are originally intended for consumption by wealthy people, and these days, the focus is on organic and natural products, which can be said to be expensive.

After completing the formalities at the Mercedes-Benz showroom, the three of them split up.

Chen Hao and Wang Zheng first went to arrange food and drinks for the evening, while Jiang Cheng returned to Ferrari's booth.

Seeing Zhou Ying still standing next to the car, Jiang Cheng asked, "Are you getting off work?"

Zhou Ying looked at the time and said sheepishly: "There's half an hour left. Have you gone to Mercedes-Benz to buy a car?"

Although the Mercedes-Benz and Ferrari were more than 50 meters apart, Zhou Ying still noticed Jiang Cheng's actions just now.

Jiang Cheng nodded: "I was going to buy a supercar for my old man. After looking around, it was too showy. In the end, I had to choose a Mercedes-Benz."

"Mercedes-Benz supercar? AMGGTR, the two-door one?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head: "I bought the four-door one. My mother was afraid that my dad would show off, so she never let him buy a supercar. The four-door one has the performance of a supercar and has a more business-like appearance, so it's just right."

Hearing what Jiang Cheng said, Zhou Ying covered her mouth and smiled: "I remember my mother used to treat my father like this."

Zhou Ying's expression became a little weird again as if she had thought of something.

"It's almost time to get off work, why don't we leave now. There won't be anyone here anyway."

Zhou Ying nodded: "Then I'll tell the manager, you wait."