In the end, he decided to buy a Porsche Macan GTS 2.9T.
He checked the price online. With the optional features, purchase tax, and insurance, the final price came to one million.
Luo Feng made an appointment with a nearby Porsche dealership.
They had a fully equipped red model in stock.
Luo Feng transferred a ten-thousand-yuan deposit to them.
They said they would wait for their big-spending daddy no matter how late it got.
"Qingyuan, Brother Feng treats you so well."
"A Porsche... I really want one too."
Ai Yuanyuan said enviously, then looked at her fiancé.
"Uh, wait another year or two. Expenses are pretty high right now..."
Zhang Yuanwang said awkwardly.
Although Ai Yuanyuan had expected that answer, she was still somewhat disappointed.
She silently pushed away the hand around her waist.
Zhang Yuanwang sighed and withdrew his hand from her slender waist.
His fiancée's standards were too high.
She wanted a villa, and for the sake of their marriage, he had begged his parents to buy one.
A BMW 5 Series was hardly bad, but she just loved comparing herself to others.
She would get over it in a day or two.
Zhang Yuanwang stopped dwelling on it.
He looked at Luo Feng, only to see his eyes fixed on Ai Yuanyuan's long legs.
A wave of anger surged through him. He wanted to snap at Luo Feng to mind his manners, but when the words reached his lips, he did not dare say them.
The man was a wealthy tycoon. Maybe he could help him in the future.
He was only looking. He had not done anything. What did it matter?
Zhang Yuanwang silently comforted himself.
Besides, his fiancée was a flight attendant. Plenty of passengers had surely seen those long legs.
Men were men. It was normal.
"Brother Feng, you're heading over at nine. There are still two hours left. Is there something you need to buy?"
Meng Qingyuan had been more than satisfied materially today and desperately wanted to become Luo Feng's woman sooner.
Yet Luo Feng kept wandering around the mall.
"I'm planning to buy some bedding for my parents."
He had also received a call from the sales office about the Bishui Lantian Residential Area reward today.
As long as he brought his ID, he could complete the handover procedures at any time.
"Ah, for Uncle and Auntie!"
"Then let me pick it out. I want to do my part."
Meng Qingyuan was thrilled. If she pleased Luo Feng's parents, would that not mean her position became even more secure?
She was eager to prove herself.
"Brother Feng, we can help you choose too."
Ai Yuanyuan chimed in as well.
As Meng Qingyuan's friend and neighbor, helping her boyfriend pick bedding for his parents was perfectly normal, right?
Zhang Yuanwang's expression darkened slightly, but he was also curious what kind of bedding rich people bought.
A little after eight, everyone helped Luo Feng buy a four-piece bedding set.
"I never expected someone could spend 150,000 yuan on a four-piece bedding set!"
"Wouldn't you be afraid of getting it dirty while sleeping?"
"If it were me, I'd be heartbroken."
Ai Yuanyuan excitedly discussed the bedding set they had just bought with Meng Qingyuan. It was custom-made and would take about a week to arrive.
Originally, a twenty-percent deposit would have been enough, but Luo Feng said it was too troublesome and paid in full.
Ai Yuanyuan felt that the radiance around Luo Feng was growing brighter and brighter, like sunlight.
At six or seven in the morning, the sky only looked somewhat bright. Only when the noon sun shone directly on you did you understand its true power.
Right now, she felt as though Luo Feng's gaze was shining on her so intensely that she could barely endure it.
At first, she found it somewhat disgusting.
But now, she stretched her legs even straighter, displaying herself in her finest pose.
She was even happy about it.
Even a man like Brother Feng liked her legs!
Proud!
Glorious!
Meanwhile, Zhang Yuanwang felt as nervous around Luo Feng as he did before his company chairman, treading on thin ice.
He brought out one hundred percent of his professional composure.
He was only middle management at his current company. What if Brother Feng...
No, President Luo's company lacked executives. Could this be his chance to move up?
Meng Qingyuan did not have as many thoughts as Ai Yuanyuan and Zhang Yuanwang. She only felt that today had been like a dream.
In any case, all she had to do was hold tightly onto Brother Feng.
There was a GUCCI store ahead, and Luo Feng stopped walking.
The other three stopped with him.
"You two have worked hard today."
"Let's see whether there's anything you like at that GUCCI ahead."
"As my friends, feel free to pick a gift each. Otherwise, I'll feel terrible."
Although the mission only said to buy Ai Yuanyuan a gift, her fiancé was still here. It would not be good to cause conflict in their relationship.
He might as well give everyone something.
"Ah, no need!"
"Brother Feng, we didn't help much. You don't have to be so polite."
Ai Yuanyuan and Zhang Yuanwang were both stunned. Anything in there would cost several thousand yuan at least.
They had merely offered a few suggestions while shopping, and he was giving them luxury goods?
"If you consider me a friend, come in."
Luo Feng entered first with Meng Qingyuan.
Ai Yuanyuan and Zhang Yuanwang exchanged glances, then followed them inside.
They truly wanted to be Brother Feng's—President Luo's—friends.
After entering the store, Ai Yuanyuan and Zhang Yuanwang headed straight for the accessories section. The prices there were a little lower. They were not foolish enough to choose the expensive items.
Meng Qingyuan went with them as well.
In the end, Ai Yuanyuan and Zhang Yuanwang chose a pair of matching hats, each costing 4,800 yuan.
However, Luo Feng looked at the hat Zhang Yuanwang had chosen, which had faint green stripes, and felt a little puzzled.
Why pick one with green on it?
Though confused, he respected the choice.
Meng Qingyuan picked out two men's suits, one coat, and two pairs of leather shoes for Luo Feng, spending nearly 100,000 yuan.
She swiped her own card.
Though Brother Feng had given her all the money.
Seeing that it was almost time, Luo Feng picked up a belt costing 16,800 yuan.
Ai Yuanyuan had been unable to put it down for quite a while earlier, and the system had also indicated that it was a gift she desired.
He also casually picked out six scarves.
Together, they cost 66,000 yuan.
After the payment, the prompt in Luo Feng's field of vision changed to:
[Spent: 594,276 yuan, Remaining Time 00:00:30]
While waiting for the clerk to bag the items, the prompt ended, and then a text message arrived on his phone.
His balance had reached 1.19 million yuan!
He had finally returned to the ranks of millionaires!
"Let's go to the dealership," Luo Feng said.
He had not yet given away the belt he bought. He would give it to her before paying for the car and time it down to the minute.
Five minutes later, all four of them were seated in Luo Feng's M9.
Meng Qingyuan and Ai Yuanyuan both lived nearby, so naturally they had not driven.
Ten minutes later, the four arrived at the dealership.
"Hello, are you Mr. Luo? The Macan is right here."
The salesperson was a fairly attractive woman, perhaps a seven or eight out of ten. Her legs were quite long and her waist slender, but she was still a level below Ai Yuanyuan and far behind Meng Qingyuan.
She regretted not having the chance to get to know Luo Feng more deeply.
Although Luo Feng was dressed simply and cheaply, she could tell at a glance that he was the center of their group.
And with a goddess like Meng Qingyuan clinging to him so tightly, it was obvious he was a genuinely successful man.
Meng Qingyuan and Ai Yuanyuan circled the car, looking it over from every angle, their affection impossible to hide.
"How much in total?" Luo Feng only wanted to get the money as soon as possible.
"Sir, will you be paying in full or in installments? There are better discounts for installments."
"In full."
"Certainly."
The saleswoman took out a price list and calculated the cost for Luo Feng.
"This vehicle has optional features. The car itself costs 900,000 yuan. Including purchase tax and insurance, it comes to 1,001,867 yuan. After a 30,000-yuan discount, you can take it home for 970,000 yuan with full payment."
Luo Feng was speechless when he heard that. The discount was nice, but would that not make him lose 300,000 yuan?
"Convert that discount into maintenance or something else. I'll pay the full amount in one go," Luo Feng said after thinking it over. A compromise would work too.
"Okay!"
The saleswoman was delighted. The commission rate on maintenance was not low.
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