Tong Feibai hesitated upon hearing this.
Who is this person? How dare he ask him to be a driver for a woman?
He didn’t know the man in front of him, but his noble deanor was not sothing ordinary people could match.
Unfortunately, he didn’t know this man.
Tong Feibai was about to ask for his na when the sales manager of the car shop finally rushed out, grinning from ear to ear, "Who bought that 3.5 million luxury car? ...Mr. Qi?!"
The sales manager originally wanted to see which rich and beautiful woman was so wealthy, but unexpectedly, he saw—Seventh Master Feng!
Feng Huaijin, the Great Demon King of An City, had just arrived in Jiang City a few days ago.
In just a few days, the business landscape of Jiang City had already begun to change, and all the wealthy and prestigious families in Jiang City had no choice but to fear Feng Huaijin’s thunderous thods.
Tong Feibai’s pupils suddenly constricted upon hearing that na.
Could it be Seventh Master Feng from An City?
Then he could definitely afford a generous reward, and his car convoy wouldn’t have to work so hard. Tong Feibai looked deeply at Feng Huaijin, pushed away Chen Xue’er, and respectfully said to Su Li, "Miss Su, I will drive for you these days."
Chen Xue’er’s face instantly turned extrely ugly, trembling with anger.
The man she liked had beco Su Li’s driver... If this got out, wouldn’t she lose face completely?
Chen Xue’er’s eyes turned red with anger. She glared hard at Su Li, threw off Tong Feibai, covered her face, and ran out crying.
So humiliating, really too humiliating.
Not as wealthy as Su Li, and the man wasn’t as charming or powerful as Su Li.
Could having money really allow soone to do whatever they want?
Stealing her first place and trampling on her dignity?
Chen Xue’er wiped the tears from her face and muttered fiercely to herself, "Su Li, you won’t be arrogant for long."
Su Li’s large, bright eyes seed a bit shy to et Feng Huaijin’s gaze, fluttering her long lashes, a hint of allure showing.
Feng Huaijin narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sharp like an eagle overlooking its prey on the grassland.
"Buying a car? Swipe the card." Feng Huaijin stared at Su Li, his voice playful.
This little girl is quite clever indeed, a 350,000 yuan dress truly can’t compare to a 3.5 million yuan car.
Is she trying to lure him over to buy her a car?
He’s t many won like this.
Every woman who approached him had ulterior motives, be it for money, his looks, or the position of the Seventh Young Madam of the Feng Family.
Once he grasped what they wanted, it was easier to control them.
So he thought he’d try and see what type of woman she was.
Spending 3.5 million to test this girl’s intentions seed worthwhile.
Who knew Liu Weiyang would bow and say, "Sir, this young lady has already purchased it with a card."
Feng Huaijin: "..."
Xiao Heng: "..."
Feng Huaijin’s fingers, holding the black card, slightly stiffened.
His phoenix eyes flashed with a hint of astonishnt.
This is... going off script!
Su Li quickly clutched her car purchase receipt, looking sowhat wary at Feng Huaijin, her soft and sweet voice carrying a hint of dissatisfaction:
"Oh my, why do you always want to spend money on won?"
Sure enough, a philanderer, casually willing to spend over three million.
The crowd listening felt dizzy, almost wanting to shout out.
Spend on them!
They could handle it!
Feng Huaijin saw the little girl Su Li looking wary at him, as if afraid he would rush to pay, and Feng Huaijin fell into the doubt of his life.
For the first ti, he t a woman who wasn’t moved by money.
It’s really... quite interesting.
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