Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 74: Reap What You Sow

This was a black Range Rover, quietly placed in the most conspicuous position of the showroom.

With its trendy design, it shone like diamond, upscale and imposing.

In front of the car, a model dressed in a rmaid gown leaned against the hood. The exaggerated curve of her chest looked as though it was about to burst through her clothes.

The mont she saw Long Shaoyang, dressed in a tailored suit and covered in designer brands, her eyes lit up.

Generally speaking, such a spendthrift young master was exactly the potential custor for this kind of luxury car.

The rmaid Miss struck an even more seductive pose, resting her chin in her hand and giving Long Shaoyang a aningful, flirtatious look, starting to send him strong vibes of enticent.

Long Shaoyang saw the danger signs—this car would cost at least several million.

As the CEO of Jinyuan Shopping Center, his annual salary didn't exceed two million. Without asking his family for money, he really couldn't afford it.

Yang Qiqi wasn't like ordinary won; after all, she had mixed in the glitzy entertainnt circle and was a woman who knew the score. At the sight of the Range Rover, her eyes sparkled with excitent.

Her fling with Long Shaoyang was motivated by more than just revenge; she was also after luxury cars and villas.

Upon seeing the Range Rover, Yang Qiqi clung to Long Shaoyang's neck, "Young Dragon, Miss likes this car so much, will you buy it for ? Please?"

At these words, Long Shaoyang almost lost his mind.

He was reluctant to buy such a luxury car for himself, how could he buy it for soone like Yang Qiqi?

However, faced with the envious glares of the people around him, Long Shaoyang found it difficult to refuse outright.

The feeling of being admired was just too thrilling.

Feeling slightly elated, and seeing Yang Qiqi's teasing anger, which was both lovable and pitiable, he really couldn't bear to refuse flat out and hesitated for a mont.

The rmaid Miss, as well as the sales lady by her side, were both shrewd and experienced in selling cars.

Noticing Long Shaoyang's expression, they exchanged a glance and imdiately saw a great business opportunity.

The rmaid Miss was the first to smile sweetly as she jumped off the hood, her tight dress hugging her form, and hooked Long Shaoyang's arm.

Her ample curves brushed against his arm in a teasing manner, "Master Long, I just knew that only soone like you could afford this car."

"A fine car like this is only fitting for soone with your stature. Others, even if they were to buy it, would only be a disgrace to such a fine vehicle. Besides, our company has a promotion today. If you buy this car, I..."

From there, she lowered her voice and whispered a few words into Long Shaoyang's ear.

Long Shaoyang, feeling the soft and almost imperceptible touches, found his thoughts galloping wild with a rush of wicked excitent climbing up within him.

After she whispered to him, Long Shaoyang's eyes glead and he almost drooled, "Really?"

"Of course! Would I lie to you? Let's pinky promise!"

rmaid Miss cooed and extended a soft, pale hand to pinky promise with Long Shaoyang.

During the pinky promise, rmaid Miss boldly scrubbed his palm with her little finger, making Long Shaoyang's heart itch even more.

The neat and beautiful sales lady seized the mont and began to expound ceaselessly on the car's performance, space, and technical specifications to Long Shaoyang.

After Long Shaoyang had listened in a daze, the sales lady smiled and said, "If Young Master Long doesn't mind, we can sign the purchase contract right now."

As she spoke, she skillfully and quickly placed the purchase contract in front of Long Shaoyang and passed him a pen to sign with.

Yang Qiqi bead, softly coaxing Long Shaoyang to sign the purchase contract while the rmaid Miss pressed her voluptuous, soft curves against his arm, sweet-talking him into surrender.

Just then, Long Shaoyang suddenly felt a chill in his heart and realized, damn it, where was Yang Fei?

He broke free from rmaid Miss's embrace, only to see a tide-like crowd surrounding him, so dense that there was no way out, with countless people whispering to each other.

In everyone's eyes that looked at Long Shaoyang, there was both envy and jealousy.

Long Shaoyang tried hard to look for Yang Fei among the crowd, but found that the damn fool had vanished without a trace, while he had perfectly taken the fall for Yang Fei.

Cold sweat started to seep from the temples of Long Shaoyang.

Damn it, this was a blatant conspiracy!

No one knew Long Shaoyang's bank balance better than himself.

At this very mont, all his bank cards and credit cards combined wouldn't exceed one million.

With such a ager sum, how could he buy a Range Rover worth more than two million?

Long Shaoyang felt like crying but had no tears. He had tried to show off, only to have it backfire spectacularly.

rmaid Miss pulled out all the stops, but when it ca ti to sign the contract for the car, Long Shaoyang was stuck.

She glanced at Long Shaoyang's ashen face and the cold sweat on his forehead, vaguely guessing what was happening; contempt flashed across her face briefly.

She snorted softly, leaning slightly back, the seductive smile still on her face but now it was like that of a lifeless body, superficial and unamused.

The sales consultant also stopped talking, her expression turning cold as she said indifferently, "This car, well, everything about it is good, but of course, the price is not cheap either."

"However, for soone like Young Master Long, two million really isn't much, it just depends on how deep your love for this Miss is."

"Yes, I've given you everything, you keep saying you love , is your love really worth less than a lousy car?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qiqi, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, imdiately let out a shrill scream, her face full of anger.

Long Shaoyang's throat went dry, he wanted to say sothing, but couldn't utter a word, awkwardly wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead.

This gesture imdiately provoked a burst of laughter from many people outside.

Seeing Long Shaoyang's failed attempt to impress, many went from initial envy, jealousy, and hatred to, naturally, scorn and ridicule: "Tsk, tsk, it's no surprise you can't afford a Range Rover, but can we stop pretending, please?"

"Show off and get struck by lightning, act pure and get passed around!"

"Heh heh, I bet he's just showing off to pick up the beauty. Look at her, beside him, such a temptation, but it's a pity he got played, what a waste."

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Listening to the unabashed discussions of the onlookers, Long Shaoyang wished for a crack to open in the ground so he could crawl in it.

Yet even so, he just couldn't bring himself to sign, the pen in his hand was impossibly heavy.

Damn, he was suffering from his own wrongdoing.

Long Shaoyang felt like he wanted to kill himself with regret.

It was at that mont, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of a slovenly figure circling the Range Rover, as if examining sothing.

It was Yang Fei!

Long Shaoyang, as if grasping at a lifeline, abruptly stood up: "Yang Fei, didn't you want to buy a car? The sales contract is right here, co over and sign it quickly."

The crowd, following Long Shaoyang's gaze, turned to look at Yang Fei, who was wearing camouflage shorts, an army green tank top, flip-flops, and had a carefree deanor with his eyeballs rolling around nonstop.