Chapter 1756 - 1757: As Expected

Xiao Yuan in the back seat asked puzzledly, "Lin Xian, why did you give that Manager Li money?

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Lin Xian immediately laughed and retorted, "Classmate Xiao Yuan, do you know why that Manager Li was so enthusiastic towards us?"

"Isn't it his job?" Xiao Yuan said matter-of-factly.

"It seems like classmate Xiao Yuan lacks some social beatings!" Lin Xian teased.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yuan nodded thoughtfully, seemingly realizing something.

After joking around for a bit, Mu Wanqing asked, "Junior, are we going to see Brother Spicy Strips' cars now?

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Lin Xian nodded and said, "Yeah, my Ferrari 812 was also sent for maintenance. I don't know when it'll be back, so I might as well buy a car today."

Upon hearing this, Mu Wanqing drove the Lamborghini UR smoothly towards Wei Xun's luxury car club.

Wei Xun's luxury car club is located in Jiangning District.

After several turns, more than twenty minutes later, the Lamborghini UR stopped in front of a club.

Supersonic Club!

The name is a bit adolescent, matching Wei Xun's personality quite well.

However, the overall design of the club is pretty good, looking somewhat like a top brand's 4S store, but much smaller.

Eighty percent of the walls are made of tempered glass. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass, you can clearly see a few display cars scattered around within the club.

"Let's go!"

After parking the car, Mu Wanqing played with the car keys and took the lead to walk into the club entrance.

The entrance of the club is the leisure area, with two pool tables on the left and a gaming area on the right. An oversized LCD monitor hangs on the wall above the leather sofas, where two second-generation rich kids are playing a certain AAA game at the moment.

In the middle is a bar-like area with a few beautiful bartender sisters idly wiping glasses.

Just in the leisure area, they saw more than a dozen familiar second-generation rich kids.

After looking around the club's environment, Lin Xian's opinion of Wei Xun rose a notch.

This club may cost millions to maintain each year, but it's actually a kind of social investment.

The returns from this network in the future are invaluable.

Conversely, Huang Yijing seems to have been thriving these past two years, making tens of millions, but all by deceitful means.

In reality, Huang Yijing is prematurely squandering his network.

One invests in a network with a long-term view. The other squanders his network for immediate benefits; the difference is obvious.

Indeed, there aren't many truly foolish second-generation kids.

Wei Xun definitely has something going on.

At this moment, many people noticed Mu Wanqing and Lin Xian and greeted them one by one.

"Sister Wanqing!"

"Mr. Lin!"

Smiling, Mu Wanqing nodded and directly went to the gaming area, lightly patted a blond head on the sofa.

"Who dares..."

Zhang Peng immediately flared up, he was at a critical moment fighting a boss and then got patted on the head, how can this be tolerated?

He threw down the game controller and turned around with an annoyed face, only to see Lin Xian and Mu Wanqing looking at him with faint smiles.

Zhang Peng was first stunned, then quickly smiled enthusiastically, "Sister Wanqing, Brother Lin, why are you here?"

"Accompanying Lin Xian to look at some cars."

Mu Wanqing casually explained and then asked, "Where's Brother Spicy Strips?"

"He's taking a nap on the second floor. I'll go get him for you!"

Zhang Peng said as he rolled off the sofa and trotted towards the second floor.

Honestly, after getting to know him better, Lin Xian found that Zhang Peng was quite likable.

The main thing is, he's good at socializing – a rare quality in the second-generation circle.

Having such a person as a subordinate is quite comforting.

You can tell from Mu Wanqing's attitude towards him and other second-generation kids.

Mu Wanqing pointed at the bar and smilingly said, "Junior, let's grab a drink first!"

Xiao Yuan weakly said, "I'll just stay here and play games for a bit."

"Sure!"

Mu Wanqing nodded and instructed the green-haired guy, "Xiao Hui, play games with my friend, and don't bully her."

"How could you say that, Sister Wanqing? I wouldn't dare!"

The green-haired guy teased and then said with a grin, "Pretty lady, want to play a couple of rounds?"

"I'm pretty bad, don't dislike me!"

Xiao Hui eagerly sat on the sofa, picking up the controller left by Zhang Peng.

Lin Xian and Mu Wanqing went to the bar and each ordered a cup of coffee.

Savoring the coffee, Lin Xian smiled and said, "Brother Spicy Strips' club is pretty well decorated, very atmospheric."

Analyzing from a professional interior design perspective, the club's design should be by a famous designer.

A good designer can create the ideal atmosphere through details.

For example, Wei Xun's club gives one a feeling of relaxation and comfort at first glance.

Even people visiting for the first time wouldn't feel out of place.

Art is universal, similar to painting.

"Brother Spicy Strips put a lot of effort into this club, spending nearly 50 million in total." Mu Wanqing explained.

As they chatted, they saw Wei Xun and a blonde coming down from the second floor.

"Wanqing, Mr. Lin, a rare sight!"

Wei Xun, ruffling his somewhat messy hair, greeted with a smile.

Lin Xian smiled, "I heard from senior that you have a modified Rolls-Royce Phantom here, so I came to take a look."

Upon hearing this, Wei Xun cursed, "Crap! Just thinking about that car pisses me off."

"What happened?"

Lin Xian took a sip of coffee and asked curiously.

Wei Xun sat down beside them, angrily saying, "Last year, an idiot asked me to get him a Rolls-Royce Phantom. I got the car and modified it as requested, but then that idiot just patted his ass and left for abroad. Damn, if I see him in Jinling again, I'll break his leg!"

Lin Xian raised an eyebrow, "Did he not pay a deposit?"

"We've always hung out together, so I didn't bring up deposits. Damn, this car's been stuck with me for almost a year, and I've lost hundreds of thousands just on interest from the bank!" Wei Xun fumed.

No wonder Wei Xun is so angry; the other party really went overboard.

A luxury car worth millions is not as easy to sell as a car worth tens of thousands.

The target audience is extremely small, especially for a modified car like this, making it very difficult to find another buyer.

Lin Xian calmly said, "Show me the car; if it suits me, I'll buy it!"

"Alright!"

Wei Xun nodded and led the way to the display area.

This is a club, so selling cars is only a sideline; hence, the display area is small, with only three cars.

Standing beside the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Wei Xun introduced, "Mr. Lin, we've changed the rims and interior of this car, and even modified the engine configuration. It's track-ready."

Honestly, this car looks really cool.

The entire car body is painted matte black, matching with the grand design of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, looking like a black samurai.

An air of elegance mingling with a hint of mystery.

Lin Xian opened the car door and sat on the driver's seat.

After experiencing it for a bit, he nodded in satisfaction.

Indeed, it's comfortable!

In terms of comfort alone, it surpasses his Ferrari 812 by several levels.

The center console design is also fantastic, very suitable for everyday urban use!

After experiencing it, Lin Xian said, "Brother Spicy Strips, can I test drive the car?"

"Feel free to drive!"

Wei Xun nonchalantly waved his hand and then handed Lin Xian the car keys.

Lin Xian didn't plan on driving it outside, so he just drove it around the showroom a few times.

He mainly wanted to test the handling of the car.

After going a few rounds, Lin Xian got out of the car, patted the car roof, and smiled, "This is the one. How much is it?"

"Mr. Lin, you're straightforward!"