The flatbed trailer arrived at the factory after 7 p.m. The driver had taken four hours to travel a journey that would normally take an hour and a half; he was definitely dedicated.

After unloading the truck, Zhang Long tossed two packs of cigarettes to the driver and chatted with him. He learned that the driver's surname was Cai and that he usually worked for a towing company, mainly taking orders from 4S stores.

Of course, I also occasionally take on some private jobs.

Zhang Long immediately became interested and asked him if he was interested in taking a job to Lucheng.

He can pay 20,000 yuan to take this Lamborghini to the airport in Lucheng.

Master Cai readily agreed. If Zhang Long hadn't said he'd load the truck tomorrow, he probably would have towed the truck away right now.

After watching Master Cai drive away, he went to the office and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, opened the supercar gift package.

All the illusory images of Zhang Long's several supercars turned into gold coins and fell into the gift bag.

Soon, the gift pack seemed unable to withstand the immense pressure and exploded.

He soon found out the answer. It was a close call, but actually, the task was simple.

It's very simple: add up the transaction prices of the seven cars to get the maximum value of the gift package.

Well, coincidentally, it just reached a little over 100 million and 3 million.

The first car that came out was a Koenigsegg One1. He recognized the logo, but wasn't very familiar with the model. Anyway, the system said it was a One1, so he believed it.

The second one that came out was all too familiar; it was basically a must-have poison for any time traveler.

The third car to come out was an Aston Martin, and this design should be the Valkyrie.

And then it’s gone!

According to the system description, these vehicles all come from overseas collectors and will take three months to transport.

The customs duty system has already processed it for him; he can simply go to customs to pick up the car when it arrives.

(In November 2016, it was reported that a Koenigsegg One1 was sold in the United States for $10 million (approximately RMB 68 million at the time).)

Zhang Long's mood instantly improved; he was overjoyed.

Except for the Valkyrie, these cars are all difficult to obtain, mainly because he started playing with cars a little late.

Limited edition supercars are extremely rare. Besides the system's big boss, who else has the ability to produce them?

For those collectors, unless you're completely broke or you have to use money to break down their doors, you really can't win them over.

Just as he was lost in his daydreams, his phone rang. It was an unknown number calling.

He hung up without even looking at the message, mainly because he was disgusted by that Li Li last time; that crazy woman had harassed him with seven or eight phone calls.

In the end, he had to call and complain to Sichuan Airlines to finally calm this crazy woman down.

Could it be Li Li again?

That's probably impossible. She's already been warned and can't go against the rules again.

He suddenly remembered what Manager Wang had said and instantly understood; it was probably one of those two rich kids.

Having been in Pengcheng for so long, he hasn't actually met many genuine rich kids.

We're not from the same circle, there's no need to force it.

The phone rang again; it was the same number as before. This time, he answered it.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Is this Mr. Zhang Long?"

"Yes, I am Zhang Long. May I ask who you are?"

“My name is Wang Hong. I also participated in the auction last night. A few friends and I wanted to get to know you, the big boss who won three amazing cars.”

"I wonder if Mr. Zhang would do me the honor of joining us."

Wang Hong said in a humble tone.

Zhang Long raised an eyebrow. So amicable? According to the plot of a novel about a rich man, shouldn't the other party be showing off and then getting slapped in the face?

"Alright, since you've come all this way, I'll treat you to a meal. I'll add you on WeChat later and send you the location."

He then added the friend request, which was accepted instantly, and then he sent the address of Yuefulou Restaurant to them.

At the same time, I called the front desk of Yuefulou Restaurant and reserved a large private room.

Then he sent the private room number to Wang Hong, saying that it would take him about an hour to get there.

After hanging up the phone at the Hilton Hotel, Wang Hong breathed a long sigh of relief.

Li Rong, standing nearby, asked, "Did he agree?"

Zhang Hong nodded, seeing the location and private room number sent on WeChat.

"Let's go. Mr. Zhang is still in the port area and won't arrive for another hour. Let's go there first."

When Zhang Long arrived, it was already around 8:30 p.m. After skillfully parking his car, he gave the security guard who had been helping him put out the traffic cones two packs of cigarettes, as usual, before going upstairs.

When I passed by the first floor, I saw that it wasn't Xiaomei on duty, but I didn't say anything. I just nodded to the girl and went up.

As I approached the door of VIP room 888, I heard laughter and chatter inside, and a smile involuntarily crept onto my face.

He, Zhang, actually had such a day, that even a rich second-generation heir from Shanghai's social circle would rush over to befriend him.

Zhang Long pushed open the door, and everyone inside looked at him. They were all stunned, and the scene instantly fell silent.

The two leaders realized what was happening and got up to greet them, followed by the other seven or eight people.

The main problem is that Zhang Long's style is too trendy, which doesn't match the image of a self-made billionaire at all. He's even more of a rich kid than these other rich kids.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm late. The traffic in Shenzhen is terrible, please forgive me!"

He put his hands together in apology.

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