It's a good car, just a bit old. Even in Xing Baohua's time, it wouldn't be outdated. The kind of car ordinary cars would definitely avoid.
There's also a stretched Mercedes-Benz W140, which is bulletproof, a stretched 250 series?
The car dealership owner frankly stated that this Mercedes-Benz W14 belonged to his boss, who died last year. His boss's family wanted to sell it to raise cash. The car was manufactured in 1980.
He added, "This vehicle is fine against AKs, but it's not so good against landmines."
"How did your boss die? In the car?" Xing Baohua asked without any hesitation.
"Of course not, he died on a woman's belly. If you have time, just ask around about 'Car Snake' and you'll know," the car dealership owner said.
Not wanting to inquire about the matter, Xing Baohua glanced around casually, pointed to a strange, extended car, and asked, "What kind of car is this?"
"A Ferrari 400, extended version, six seats. This car is still relatively new, produced in 1981 and it's fuel-injected," the dealership owner explained.
Xing Baohua nodded and asked, "Is it also bulletproof?"
"Of course not, this car is just stylish and fast, perfect for picking up girls. For a young tycoon like you, this car is just right, driving around with a car full of beautiful women will make everyone envious," the car dealership owner flattered.
It's a pity they don't fire the bullets; what's the point?
He spent over five million to buy two second-hand bulletproof cars: a Rolls-Royce for himself and a Mercedes-Benz W14 for his bodyguards.
But that extended Ferrari is indeed attractive. Does he want to hire a race car driver to be his chauffeur?
Forget it, if you don't want to die quickly, you'd better not think about that stuff.
Both cars were well maintained by the dealership. Unfortunately, both are carburetor cars, making maintenance troublesome. Especially the Silver Shadow, which is almost twenty years old.
I'll go back and make a renovation plan and fix things up.
This car will come in handy tonight.
Don't let its secondhand appearance fool you, it's a Silver Shadow! A symbol of status, the car the governor once rode in.
When I got home, I saw that Suya was almost dressed up, so I asked someone to get her some food. Whether it's a party or a cocktail party, there's never enough to eat.
When they arrived at the dock, it was already packed with luxury cars, many of them sports cars. Seeing this, Xing Baohua thought to himself, "Luckily I didn't buy that extended Ferrari; it would have been a bit embarrassing."
Under the watchful eyes of many, Xing Baohua's vintage car came to a stop in their sight.
I thought it was some hidden old man or something. Who would have thought it would be a young couple?
Why would a well-known boss like Mr. Xing arrive in a beat-up car?
The wealthy didn't understand, especially some of the second generation, and some even mocked it.
Young people have the vigor of youth. Is borrowing an old car to make themselves look older or more cultured?
Xing Baohua was unaware that he was considered a country bumpkin by some wealthy people.
I didn't see my brother, but I saw Young Master Zheng first.
This person helped introduce him to his small circle, where he became acquainted with the other three young masters.
Some looked to be around the same age as Xing Baohua, while others were more than ten years older than him. They all had their own careers that they were building.
The young men all had female companions, but Su Ya's luxurious attire dazzled them.
It was already nighttime, and the lights shone on the diamond necklace and earrings, reflecting colorful light in a dazzling display that was hard to miss.
Some people were gossiping about who Su Ya was, where she was from, and whether they had ever seen her in Hong Kong.
Only Young Master Zheng knew that Su Ya came from the inland.
However, he didn't offer to introduce himself.
The yacht organizers arranged some performances and distributed some brochures.
If you want to customize or buy a ready-made one, you can come and take a look during the day.
Xing Baohua glanced at each of the items in his hand; none of them were cheap. The cheapest was over six million, and most were between ten million and one hundred million.
Xing Baohua wondered what he would use this thing for, since he only went out to sea a few times a year and the annual maintenance costs were not low.
It's more cost-effective to buy a private jet.
They came here to broaden their horizons. Around the four young masters were many other young people, who were also disciples of powerful families.
They formed a circle, chatting and laughing together. For Xing Baohua, an outsider, integrating into their circle wasn't easy; they simply had no interaction.
Somehow the conversation turned to the stock market, and someone looked at Xing Baohua. For some reason, Xing Baohua's nickname came about: "Bone Nerve" (referring to Xing, the stock market god).
People in the Cantonese-speaking region tend to give nicknames that are quite interesting. Someone with bad teeth might be called "buck-toothed" or something similar. Someone who wears glasses and is thin might be nicknamed "frog."
The term "bone nerve" still carries a derogatory connotation, implying disrespect or contempt.
Those who are good at talking call him "Stock God Xing." Anyway, it doesn't sound like a compliment.
“Bone Nerve, buying stocks in the secondary market is very hard work. Which stock have you got your eye on? Do you want me to help you buy some from the other shareholders?” one of the young masters said. The four young masters didn’t speak, but looked at Xing Baohua.
"Thank you for your kind offer, but I just make a little money in the stock market, it's all small change," Xing Baohua said modestly.
Unfortunately, his humility didn't resonate with others; they were all rich kids, and money was just a number to them.
"That's called 'dirty money,' you're right! It doesn't matter if no goods are shipped, just don't lose money," the man said.
Xing Baohua smiled but didn't say anything, holding his wine glass and looking at the yachts docked at the pier.
They then talked about the banking law introduced by the Hong Kong Monetary Authority this year, which contains many provisions to prevent banks from collapsing.
Xing Baohua listened, catching up on some inside information. In fact, this guy also had plans to acquire a bank, in order to prepare for online payments.
Among the four young masters, one is named Li Jiacheng, not Li Ka-shing.
When Young Master Li asked Young Master Zheng about Hang Seng Bank, Xing Baohua realized that the Zheng family was a board member of Hang Seng Bank and a major shareholder.
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
