Chapter 1554 I Want to Buy a Car
The Houston NRG International Auto Show was packed with people. Xiao Peng and his friend strolled around, each eating a bag of fried chicken popcorn.
"Boss, why are we here? You don't seem to be interested in cars, right?" Bruch asked, "Are you interested in the car models here?"
Xiao Peng took a bite of popcorn and said, "If you buy a car and give it to a car model, I'll be interested in them. Besides, who says I'm not interested in cars? We have a lot of cars at home, right?"
Bruch said, "You do have a lot of cars, but even the ones you bought yourself are just sitting there. You only drive a few of them on a regular basis."
"Here's a car I want." Xiao Peng replied.
Bruch was a little confused. "The car you want? Boss, excuse me, are there any good cars here?"
He had a reason for saying that: Houston, a Texas city, had a Texas-style auto show: the cars on display were primarily large SUVs, off-road vehicles, and pickup trucks. Xiao Peng had a plethora of these cars at home—so many military-style Humvees that he never drove downtown.
After all, the roads in Delft city center are too narrow, aren’t they?
Moreover, he has been with Xiao Peng for so long, but he has never heard Xiao Peng say that he wants a car.
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Actually, there's a car I really want. Here, do you see that car?"
Bruch was stunned: "Boss, do you like McLaren?"
Xiao Peng was talking about a supercar with red as the main color and black as the background. The car model looks similar to the McLaren P1.
"Open your eyes and look carefully, is this a McLaren?" Xiao Peng walked to the front of the car and stroked the body of the car. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
Bruch walked over and took a look, confused: "What is this logo? The Autobot logo from Transformers?"
Xiao Peng explained: "This is our country's Hongqi S9, and it can be regarded as our country's first true mass-produced supercar. So I want to buy it."
"Buy here?" Bruch was stunned.
Xiao Peng nodded. "There are only 99 units of this car in the first batch, and they've basically been sold out by people back home. If we hadn't participated in this auto show, we wouldn't have been able to see this car!"
"Is this car any good?" Bruch asked. "These supercar manufacturers are established and have more mature technology, right?"
Xiao Peng said bluntly, "Why bother with it? After all, this is our country's first mass-produced supercar. Buy it and add it to your collection! And it's quite impressive! It's a hybrid electric and gasoline engine with over 1,400 horsepower, 0-100 km/h in 1.9 seconds, and a top speed of over 400 km/h! Of course, you can't just look at the stats. Buy it and try it out first to see how it works. Anyway, the car looks great, with the gull-wing doors and carbon fiber body..."
While he was still describing the car, someone next to him suddenly said, "Please don't touch the car body!"
"Huh?" Xiao Peng and Bruch were stunned and turned to look at the person who was speaking. He was a middle-aged white man in a suit, with several car models standing next to him.
The middle-aged white man saw Xiao Peng and Bruch looking at him, and said with a smile: "Sir, I'm sorry, the reason I said this is because our car model needs to work. Please make way."
The four car models walked directly to the car and posed.
"Boss, this dress is pretty!" Bruch exclaimed as he looked at the car models, "What kind of dress is this?"
Xiao Peng's face was filled with rage. "Don't ever tell me you're hanging out with me again. This is one of Daxia's traditional costumes, the cheongsam. It's the perfect outfit to show off a woman's curves. Honestly, it's best worn by women with big breasts and big butts. So-and-so!"
He waved to the middle-aged man who asked them to move aside and said, "I'll buy this car!"
"Ah? Sir, what did you say?" The middle-aged white man was stunned.
Xiao Peng repeated: "I said I bought this car."
"Uh..." The middle-aged white man hurriedly said after hearing this: "Sir, we don't sell this car. We are only accepting reservations. It will not be off the production line until next year. This is our prototype."
Xiao Peng was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then asked, "Let me ask first, are you from the Hongqi Automobile Group?"
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Roddy Coleman. I'm the general manager of Daxia Hongqi Group in the United States." The middle-aged white man said as he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Peng.
He had just taken a closer look at Xiao Peng. Although neither Xiao Peng nor the people around him looked expensively dressed, they both possessed a certain elegance that couldn't be faked. Especially when Xiao Peng said he wanted to buy the car, he didn't hesitate at all. It was clear he was very confident.
Xiao Peng said directly, "Roddy, let's do this. Contact your Daxia headquarters now and tell them that someone named Xiao Peng wants to buy this car. Ask them if they can sell it to me."
"Xiao Peng?" Roddy Coleman was the general manager of the First Automobile Group of Daxia in the United States. Although he was white, he was a typical "Daxia expert." He heard the name sounded familiar, and after a moment of thought, he said, "Mr. Xiao, if I just say your name, will they know you at the head office? I wonder what you do for a living?"
Xiao Peng said, "I used to be a shipwreck salvor."
"Shipwreck salvor?" Roddy Coleman was stunned for a moment, then recovered and asked, "Are you Xiao Peng, nicknamed 'The Salvage King'?"
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Yes, that's me. Ask if you can help me buy this car first. Of course, the price is not a problem."
Roddy Coleman made a 'please' gesture and said, "Mr. Xiao, please come to my office and sit down. I'll contact Daxia for you."
Xiao Peng smiled and nodded, then he and Bruch entered Roddy Coleman's office.
They didn't know that when they went in, the car models were whispering there.
"Look at those two people, just staring at us like that, it's disgusting!"
"Especially that yellow guy, it's obvious he's never seen a beautiful woman before."
"That's not surprising. They're obviously from Daxia. Don't you know? Daxia is a primitive society. Women have to cover their faces when they go out on the street."
"You mean the Middle East?"
"Isn't Daxia in the Middle East?"
“…I think so.”
"Did you hear that just now? He was still talking about buying this car. Does he know how expensive it is?"
"Manager Coleman is really well-mannered and willing to pay attention to them?"
"Fake, why did Manager Coleman invite them into his office so politely? They can't really afford to buy this car, right?"
"Look how polite that white man is to him? Could it be that that Oriental man is his boss?"
"Don't tell me, do you think that Oriental guy is so handsome? Don't compete with me for him."
"Didn't you just say he was disgusting? I don't care, he's mine!"
"No, he's mine!"
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