Chapter 94 Super Rich Second Generation

Accompanied by an intense and harsh sound of tires rubbing against the concrete road, the oncoming car suddenly turned when it was still some distance away from Yang Huan.

The whole car was parked sideways about ten meters away from Yang Huan.

The car door opened, and a handsome man with blond hair and a suit got out of the car. He was very fair, the kind of fair that glowed under the night light.

The posture of getting off the car was very handsome, but the smile on the corner of his mouth gave people an evil feeling.

"I..." Long Wu was furious and was about to rush forward.

Yang Huan stretched out his right hand to stop Long Wu, while his left hand was around Lin Yuna's waist.

He was frightened just now and his heart was filled with anger, but he did not lose his mind.

The man who got out of the car walked up with a smile, very proud of his excellent performance. At the critical moment, he drifted directly and almost hit someone.

"Hello, my name is Jin Dayong, nice to meet you." When he introduced himself, he pointed at Yang Huan with his right hand and raised his eyebrows.

Yang Huan laughed. Rich second generation? His favorite thing to do was to help their failed fathers teach this group of misbehaving rich second generation, especially this ungrateful Korean guy!

"Hello, my name is Yang Huan, nice to meet you too!" Yang Huan tightened his hands around Yoona's waist.

She felt a soft touch on her palm, and she threw herself into Yang Huan's arms, with her chest pressed against his.

It was obvious that she was still in shock from what had just happened. Her chest was heaving violently, rubbing against Yang Huan's chest.

Jin Dayong saw his actions and a fierce look flashed in his eyes, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't need to know who you are!" Yang Huan was still laughing, "Because no matter who you are, I will beat you into a pig's head!"

"My father is King Kong!" Jin Dayong shouted.

When the people behind Yang Huan heard this, they were all surprised.

"Kongang, the third richest man in South Korea."

"I heard that King Kong has connections in Korea and is well connected to both the black and white worlds."

"Oh my god, his father is King Kong, so don't mess with him."

Li Zhushan also took a step forward, pulled Yang Huan's hand, and whispered, "Mr. Yang Huan, let's just forget it."

Even Lin Yuna, who was in Yang Huan's arms, raised her head, and her eyes seemed to be persuading Yang Huan to calm down.

It can be seen that this King Kong is at least a very important figure in Seoul, South Korea.

When Jin Dayong saw the effect of his shout, he immediately laughed triumphantly.

"See? In South Korea, even the president has to give face to my father."

After hearing this, Yang Huan let go of Lin Yuna in his arms and was about to walk forward.

Lin Yoona nervously grabbed his hand and shook her head at him, signaling him not to go up.

"It's okay. We are both second-generation rich. He and I have a lot in common. Let's talk!"

Yang Huan felt that this girl was quite loyal. At least when the car was about to hit him just now, her first reaction was to throw herself on him. Just for this kindness, he had to protect her, otherwise how could he, Young Master Huan, survive in the future?

As for this rich second-generation Korean in front of me...

South Korea is such a tiny place, how dare even their rich second generation act so arrogantly?

"King Kong's son, is that so great?" Yang Huan walked forward a few steps and took a closer look at his car.

"Wow, it's still an Aston Martin!"

Jin Dayong laughed, "Don't think you're great just because you know a sign. This is a limited edition Aston Martin. You don't have it in China. Have you seen it, rich second generation?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Huan laughed again, "I've really never seen this before..."

Jin Dayong thought Yang Huan was showing weakness and was about to laugh, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Yang Huan stopped him from laughing.

"…Such an ugly Aston Martin, and it's a limited edition? Is that rare?"

Jin Dayong was a little annoyed, "At least you can't afford it!"

"Yes, I really can't afford a car that damages the Aston Martin brand."

Yang Huan sneered at Jin Dayong in front of him, "You know what? Aston Martin has been in a financial crisis in the past two years. They developed two models before, but neither sold well. So their chairman David Richards came up with a good idea."

"At the time, he said, wow, there are a lot of idiots and rich second-generations in the world. They don't care whether they are good or bad, they only recognize a sign, so we have to cater to them and launch some limited edition models, so you have this one in front of you."

Jin Dayong really didn't know there was such a reason, but he could hear that Yang Huan was deliberately mocking him, calling him a fool and idiot, and embarrassing him in front of Lin Yoona, which made him a little crazy.

"Anyone in the world who has a little knowledge, or who occasionally reads newspapers, like me, must know this. That's why we won't buy a car like yours. If we want to buy something, we'll buy a One-77."

At this point, Yang Huan smiled deliberately and looked at Jin Dayong, "Do you know One-77?"

Without waiting for his answer, he said, "Oh, I don't know. I know you don't know. There are only 77 cars in the world. Each car costs 1.5 million pounds. It is the most expensive super sports car in the world. It is a classic masterpiece that represents the highest level of sports car manufacturing technology!"

Seeing Jin Dayong's face become extremely embarrassed, Yang Huan was in a good mood and laughed, "I have four!"

He does have four cars, but he hasn't picked them up yet.

Everyone present was a little shocked. He actually had four supercars worth 1.5 million pounds?

"Could it be that Mr. Yang Huan is the Chinese rich second generation who bought four Aston Martins at once in London a few months ago?"

"No way, Mr. Yang Huan is really that rich?"

"Oh my God, the more I look at it, the more it looks like him. Didn't Mr. Li say that Mr. Yang was from England?"

"Yes, it really is him."

"My God, it would be a luxury for ordinary people to buy one, but he actually bought four at once."

"Oh my god, Mr. Yang Huan is really a super rich second generation."

Except for Long Wu, Du Ziteng, Lin Yuna who had received the news from her agent earlier, and Li Zhushan who vaguely guessed Yang Huan's wealth, everyone present was shocked. That was six million pounds!

Although Jin Dayong did not like watching the news or reading newspapers, he had heard about this incident to some extent. At that time, among their group of rich second-generations, many people were very envious of Yang Huan, and even admired him, believing that rich second-generations should be so arrogant.

But he has already made up his mind, how can he embarrass himself in front of Yoona?

"If you say you have four, I will believe you?" Jin Dayong snorted and sneered twice, "Then if I say I have ten, do you believe me?"

"I don't believe it!" Of course Yang Huan didn't believe it.

He was one of the first owners of the One-77. If he didn't mention the car, then no one else would have any hope.

"So, I don't believe it either!" Jin Dayong laughed, "Look at how poor you are, and you're walking. You might not even have a car."

Jin Dayong had previously heard some external information from the agent named Park, and knew that Yang Huan was indeed a wealthy kid from China, but he didn't know how rich he was. However, none of this mattered.

The important thing is, if a Chinese person comes to Korea, can he also drive his car here?

"Don't say that I look down on you. I don't want you to show me any One-77. As long as you have a car that is better than mine, I will admit defeat and you can say whatever you want." Jin Dayong put on an arrogant look.

I just look down on you, so what?

"Really anything is fine?"

"certainly!"

"Okay, wait."

Yang Huan nodded at him and walked back.

"Master Huan, why are you talking so much nonsense to him? I can just go up and beat him into a pig's head. Look at how arrogant this Korean is. I really want to punch him a few times." Long Wu was furious.

His duty was to protect Yang Huan, but just now, this rich second-generation Korean almost killed Yang Huan right under his nose. This made Long Wu extremely angry, and this was the first time he had the urge to kill someone.

"Can beating people solve the problem?" Yang Huan said calmly, "We are gentlemen. When we go abroad, we represent the image of our motherland. Can we beat people up at every turn? Do you want the whole world to think that we are like the United States, beating up anyone we don't like?"

After being scolded by Yang Huan, Long Wu turned his head away angrily and dared not say another word.

Yang Huan took his cell phone from him and made a call.

It was morning in England at this time.

Zhao Yuanfang, who came to the UK from China, had just completed an acquisition a few days ago, buying Aston Martin from David Richards for 360 million pounds.

These days he is busy taking over the Aston Martin business, accompanied by Ulrich Bates.

Early in the morning, just after arriving at Aston Martin's Gaydon headquarters, he received a call from Yang Huan.

"Master Huan!"

"Lao Zhao, I'm in Seoul, South Korea now. I don't care what you do, but before dawn, get me a new Aston Martin sports car, or you can quit your job as an investment consultant!"

"Ah!" Zhao Yuanfang was dumbfounded when he heard the busy tone on the phone.

Is this the latest test given to me by Master Huan?

As soon as he thought of this, he rushed out of the office and rushed into Ulrich Bates's office.

"Master Huan is in Korea and wants a newest Aston Martin. Do you have one?"

Ulrich Bates was still eating breakfast at his desk. When he heard the investment expert from China suddenly rush in and shout, he was so scared that he almost choked.

Zhao Yuanfang didn't have time to talk to him any more, so he repeated what he had just said.

"Let me check!" Ulrich Bates immediately turned on the computer.

Aston Martin is now connected to major dealers around the world, so sales conditions and information in various locations can be quickly checked.

We found it quickly after checking.

"Yes, we have a One-77 on global tour at a dealer in Seoul, South Korea, but it's a show car." Ulrich Bates didn't understand what Yang Huan was going to do.

"Can it be opened?" Zhao Yuanfang asked again.

"Can."

Zhao Yuanfang was overjoyed when he heard this, "Contact the distributor in Seoul, South Korea immediately!"

Ulrich Bates thought something serious had happened, so he quickly ran out of the office and asked his account specialist to make the contact.

For a moment, the entire office of Gayton headquarters was in chaos.

Zhao Yuanfang called Yang Huan to report his gains and situation.

"Very good, I'm outside the gate of Conrad Seoul Hotel, tell them to drive the car over immediately!"

Zhao Yuanfang immediately went out and conveyed Yang Huan's request again.

Because of the One-77's tour exhibition in Seoul, South Korea, Aston Martin headquarters also has three employees in Seoul, one of whom is Aston Martin's sales manager.

Although it was already past working hours, Ulrich Bates immediately called and asked the sales manager to contact the dealer and drive the car to the Conrad Hotel as soon as possible.

As luck would have it, the sales manager was cooperating with the Korean distributor to be interviewed by the Chosun Ilbo.

When he heard that Ulrich Bates had called him specifically, he thought something urgent had happened, so he immediately interrupted the interview, went back with the dealer to get the car, and went straight to the Conrad Hotel.