C262 What Kind of God Was That
C262 What Kind of God Was That
The appearance of the Bentley was indeed likeable. Chu Feng also planned to get a Mushang for himself. If it really did not work, he would drive it for his mother.
"Do the two of you like that sports car or this one?"
Chu Feng looked at the three of them and asked. After all, everyone's gaze was different.
"Feng, can I choose this one?"
Lee Qianqian pointed at Mu Shang and said with some ill-intentions. She chose this for a purpose.
The space was big, and the front row was also big. It was not like Chu Feng's sports car, where the front row was a little small. The space she could move in was really too small.
Such a narrow space was simply impossible to drive. If she used this car... It didn't matter if it was in front or behind.
As long as Chu Feng wanted to, he could drive at any time, no matter if it was in the front or the back.
Moreover, this car had an extraordinary appearance. He liked this kind of car. Lee Qianqian chose this car because she felt superior to others.
"Sure, no problem."
She was here to spend money. It was not a problem to choose that one.
"Bing Bing, you want that one?"
"I... I want the sports car in front of me!"
"Miaoxuan, you want that one?"
After that, Chu Feng asked Ye Miaoxuan, who had been silent the whole time.
"I also want that sports car!"
After all, she was a pure girl, so naturally she liked sports cars more.
"Okay."
"Help me with the paperwork. Two Mushang and two Ouru. I need them as soon as possible."
After confirming, Chu Feng immediately said to the female sales representative.
"Okay, Sir."
The sales representative smiled very happily. With this, the sales figure was worth more than 10 million. Her commission was at least one million.
This was the advantage of buying luxury cars. If she didn't open for business for half a year, she would have no problem eating for a year.
After Chu Feng happily transferred seventeen million, the manager in the store was immediately alarmed. With the manager taking action, the procedures were much faster.
Soon, the three cars could go on the road.
"Bring my car, Mu Shang, to my house. I'll send you the address."
"Okay, sir, I'll send it to you as soon as possible."
The manager nodded and bowed with a smile on his face. He was a tycoon, so he had to fulfill all of his requests.
"The Kingdom of Jin Tian, Mansion Number Nine. Isn't that the legendary Mansion Number Nine and Five?"
The manager looked at the address sent by Chu Feng and was stunned. Did he send the wrong address?
"That's right. Is there a problem?"
Chu Feng asked doubtfully. Could it be that he didn't want to send it somewhere?
"Oh, no problem, no problem. I just want to confirm the address."
"Yes, the address is completely correct."
"That's good, that's good. Mr. Chu, we must deliver it as soon as possible."
This time, the manager was truly convinced. He was thought to be a young master from some family who came to pick up girls. He did not expect that it was actually a real rich person.
Then, two luxury cars rushed out of the Bentley 4S store.
The manager also sent Chu Feng and the others out with a smile on his face. He saw Chu Feng getting into a sports car, and the other two women also got into a sports car each.
Six people and one sports car each. No wonder so many goddess-level people were following them. What kind of god was this? What kind of god was this? What kind of god was this?
"Let's go. You guys are the only ones left. I'm almost there."
Chu Feng had just farmed seventeen million, adding seventeen points of qi and blood. Naturally, he was happy.
Wealth: 2,17,0450,000
Vitality: 435
Mentality: 99
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More than 435 Vitality points were not far from breaking through to Rank-1 martial artists.
Hence, he said to the beauties happily. If the expenditure was considerable, not only would the funding problem be solved tomorrow, it would also be one step closer to breaking through to Rank-1.