11: Satisfy

Huang Hui's voice trailed off.

It was like a stone dropped into a deep well, with no echo.

A strange expression appeared on Lin Shanshan's face.

Li Qing almost couldn't hold it in and nearly laughed out loud on the spot.

"A few tens of thousands?"

This lady really didn't know anything about cars, yet she was still acting like an expert and holding court here.

Couldn't she even see the huge difference between the paint texture of this car and that dusty, gray volkswagen sagitar next to you?

Chen Yujie's face flushed red with embarrassment, and he wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground.

"Mom, stop talking!"

He felt Lin Shanshan's gaze pricking him like needles.

"This car... this car must cost two hundred thousand!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Hui's eyes widened slightly, a look of disbelief on her face.

"Two hundred thousand? Isn't that even more expensive than your volkswagen sagitar?"

Lin Shanshan, standing to the side, finally couldn't help herself; she spoke leisurely; her voice wasn't loud, but it struck Huang Hui and Chen Yujie's hearts like a small hammer, beat by beat.

"Aunt, Mr. Chen's car costs more than two hundred thousand."

Although it had nothing to do with her, her voice carried a casual sense of superiority.

"This is a Xiaomi SU7 MAX, the top-trim model, with an official retail price of three hundred thousand!"

She held up three fingers and waved them in front of Huang Hui's eyes.

"One of these could buy two volkswagen sagitar cars, with money to spare!"

As she spoke, Lin Shanshan cast a light glance at the volkswagen sagitar parked quietly to the side, her eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

The Xiaomi SU7, in her view, although it lacked the brand power of true traditional luxury cars like mercedes-benz or BMW.

Even to many people who didn't know much about cars, it seemed more like a trendy, unreliable "toy car" that was only good for a bit of novelty or fun.

However.

She knew very well that there were only two types of people who would spend three hundred thousand on a "toy car."

Either they were fools who puffed themselves up to look bigger than they were, dumping all their savings into it.

Or, they were truly wealthy people who didn't think anything of this three hundred thousand.

Clearly.

Chen Qiu, who could have a house casually gifted to him, was definitely the latter.

"Three hundred thousand?!"

Huang Hui's eyes widened once again!

"This... this crappy Xiaomi SU7 can actually sell for three hundred thousand?"

Huang Hui's face turned shades of green and red.

She felt that her worldview had been repeatedly and ruthlessly shattered this afternoon.

Not only did Chen Qiu inexplicably have a house that they might not even be able to afford, but the car he drove was also more than twice as expensive as her pride-and-joy "high-end German sedan."

Didn't this mean that they were firmly and completely crushed under his family's feet?

It made all her previous showing off look like a joke!

But soon, she found a new point of attack from within her shock.

She looked at Chen Qiu with suspicion and said in a tone of "I'm only doing this for your own good."

"Chen Qiu, did you get scammed by someone?"

"With three hundred thousand, why didn't you go buy a mercedes-benz or BMW? Why buy this car? Isn't that just throwing money into the water?"

Li Qing, standing to the side, really couldn't watch anymore.

He felt that if he didn't say a few words for his distinguished guest, he would seem completely lacking in discernment.

He retorted, a bit heatedly and without any politeness.

"Then you are quite mistaken."

"The Xiaomi SU7 is selling extremely well right now; orders are backed up until the second half of next year. You could say demand exceeds supply!"

He pointed at the flashy color of the car.

"Moreover, Mr. Chen's car is in the brilliant magenta color that just hit the market, and there aren't many of them in the entire Gannan city. Even if you took it to the used car market right now, you might even be able to add a few tens of thousands and sell it for more than a new car!"

A used car, that could be sold at a premium, for more than a new car?

Huang Hui was completely dumbfounded.

She had lived for half a lifetime and only ever heard of cars losing value the moment they drove off the lot; she had never heard of such a situation.

But even so, she clutched at the last straw and stubbornly said.

"Well... if you have three hundred thousand, you should definitely buy a mercedes-benz or BMW, or buy old brands like volkswagen sagitar; it's much better and more prestigious to drive those out!"

To her utter surprise, Chen Qiu nodded and earnestly agreed with her statement.

"Aunt is right; luxury brands are indeed a bit better."

Huang Hui's expression softened just a little, feeling that she had finally won a round in this confrontation.

Then she heard Chen Qiu continue in a calm, breezy tone, as if he were talking about the weather.

"But this car was gifted by someone else, after all."

"The Xiaomi SU7, I can only just barely make do with driving it."

These indifferent words were like a blockbuster bomb, and to Huang Hui and the others, they were no less than another earth-shattering blow.

Gifted again?

A premium apartment of over 150 square meters was a gift.

A new car worth three hundred thousand was also, for f*ck's sake, a gift?

Huang Hui and Chen Yujie were completely dumbfounded.

They stood rooted to the spot, their minds blank, having lost the ability to think.

Meanwhile, the way Li Qing and Lin Shanshan looked at Chen Qiu became even more fervent.

Cars, houses—people were rushing to gift them to him.

What did this mean?

It meant that the power and connections behind this young man far exceeded their imagination!

"I must, at all costs, cling to this thigh."

Li Qing screamed frantically in his heart.

"I must, at all costs, seize this man."

Lin Shanshan swore silently in her heart.

In both of their minds, Chen Qiu's value had risen to a whole new, unattainable level.

When they were leaving, Li Qing specifically made a phone call.

Soon, a staff member in a property management uniform came running over, panting, carrying an exquisite red gift bag.

Li Qing took it and respectfully handed it to Chen Qiu.

"Mr. Chen, you must accept this; it's a small token of appreciation from our property management to the homeowner, just for the New Year."

Chen Yujie had sharp eyes.

He saw at a glance the corner of the classic liquor packaging peeking out from the gift bag.

His mouth twitched uncontrollably.

His eyes turned red.

What kind of property management gives away liquor as a New Year's gift!

The price of this one bottle of alcohol was almost enough to cover a whole year's property management fees for other people...

Chen Qiu naturally wouldn't stand on ceremony with him.

He just thanked him indifferently and had his mother take it.

Immediately after, amidst the incredibly complex gazes of the crowd, Chen Qiu took his mother and drove off.

After sitting in the spacious and comfortable car, Luo Jinglan finally let out a breath of relief.

She completely relaxed, her face beaming with unrestrainable joy.

"Son, did you see the look on your Aunt's face just now?"

"Turning green, then white—it was so satisfying! Haha!"

Although Luo Jinglan was a simple rural woman who had lived a simple life, she wasn't a clay Buddha without a temper of her own.

How could she not have heard the high-and-mighty showing off and the subtle sense of superiority that Huang Hui had been projecting in front of her all day?

For so many years, Huang Hui had relied on the fact that her family was better off to step on their family openly and covertly, showing off her power.

As the saying goes, people fight for a breath of dignity, and Buddhas fight for a stick of incense.

Now, her son was capable and successful.

It could be said that he had won her a huge breath of dignity.

"Let's see if she dares to be so smug in front of us again!"

Compared to the relaxed and happy atmosphere of the mother and son on Chen Qiu's side.

The atmosphere in Chen Yujie's volkswagen sagitar was awkward and heavy.

There was a deathly silence in the car, with only the engine humming monotonously.

Three people, three hearts, yet separated by three different worlds.