Chapter 203 Hidden Talent
The person in charge here was wandering around, looking for a suitable big shot to recommend a car to. The first thing he noticed was Mo Ziyuan.
Mo Ziyuan's watch was as eye-catching as he was; he spotted it at a glance—one of only a few in the world.
He immediately ran to Mo Ziyuan's side and carefully observed him to see if he could recognize which big shot this was.
However, Mo Ziyuan concealed himself so well that no one could see him at all.
Zhao Ming, who was standing nearby, had been paying attention to the situation. When he saw the person in charge coming over, he knew what his purpose was. It wasn't the first time he had come here with his young master. This person in charge had often asked his young master to sell cars.
"Is there something you need?"
The person in charge glanced at Zhao Ming, realized that the big shot next to him was also looking at him, and immediately smiled obsequiously.
"May I ask who this young master is...?"
"Who my young master is is none of your business."
They were the largest car dealership in the area, and seeing how disrespectful this person was to him, he felt even more that this person was a big shot.
He bowed slightly.
"I'm the person in charge here. I wonder if this young master has seen a car he likes?"
Mo Ziyuan deliberately lowered his voice and asked about the race car ahead.
"That race car, young master, you have a good eye. There are only three in the world, and we have one here, but..." The person in charge hesitated.
Zhao Ming knew that they wanted to know his identity, to see if his identity could keep the car under control.
Before Zhao Ming could speak, Mo Ziyuan said.
"I am Yi-an's friend."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person in charge's eyes widened considerably.
This is Young Master An's friend!! Everyone knows Young Master An loves cars the most. Look at how flamboyantly he's dressed. Sure enough, he's worthy of being Young Master An's friend.
"So you're a friend of Young Master An. My bad, I didn't recognize your greatness."
Mo Ziyuan's lips, hidden behind his mask, curled up slightly. He was right, wasn't he? After all, he was Lin Yi'an's friend.
"May I ask your surname?"
"My surname is Luo, and I'm not from S City."
Upon hearing that Mo Ziyuan was not from S City, the person in charge showed an expression of "I see," and said, "I knew it. Who in S City didn't know who was rich?"
"Young Master Luo, what do you think of this car?"
"Great, I'm all set, but...aren't there only three of these cars?"
The person in charge understood what he meant and quickly smiled and said.
"You're Young Master An's friend, who would dare to compete with you? It's just that the processing fee might be a bit more expensive than usual."
Mo Ziyuan waved his hand dismissively, and Zhao Ming immediately sent someone to make the arrangements.
When the key was handed to Mo Ziyuan, he threw it back.
"Young master, aren't you going to open it?"
"I won't open it," Mo Ziyuan said seriously.
"Find me a reliable driver, and arrange some bodyguards for me when I go out in the future."
Do you need a reliable driver and a bodyguard?
"Young Master, what happened?"
"No, make sure I'm safe. Ilo is waiting for me at home."
…So it was because of Miss Lin. He should have guessed it.
"Yes, young master, I'll make the arrangements right away."
On his way home that evening, Mo Ziyuan didn't forget to buy some food.
Upon arriving at the manor, Mo Ziyuan was in no hurry to get out of the car.
He put the fried chicken he bought inside his coat, which was quite noticeable.
The man put the fried chicken in his arms, zipped it up, and walked into the manor.
As soon as Lin Yiluo entered the living room, she saw Mo Ziyuan and happily went to greet him, but before she could get close, he pushed her away.
The little girl's tears were about to fall when she suddenly smelled a strange scent. It smelled so good, so familiar.
Meat!!! No, it's fried chicken. She looked at Mo Ziyuan with the excitement of a wolf seeing a sheep, her eyes practically ready to devour him.
Lin Yi-an turned his head and saw his sister looking like a pervert.
"…………"
Lin Yiluo carefully pulled his arm and led him into the room, not forgetting to tell her brother when they reached the top of the stairs.
"Brother, we're going back to our room now. We'll come down for dinner in a bit."
"Uh-huh."
Lin Yi'an didn't care. Let them go to the room. Who knows what those two are up to? It would be better if they did something.
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