Hope What You Said Is True

"Li Yao, what are you doing?!"

The entrance to the Wenchang Auto Show was already packed with people.

Li Yao grabbed Wen Yaohe, but she struggled free with all her strength. "I already told you, we're done. Stop pestering me."

"Yaohe, listen to me... I asked around. Apparently, Young Master Zhuang is coming to pick up his car today. I specifically brought you here so you could make one more effort." Li Yao grabbed Wen Yaohe again and pleaded, "Just try one more time. Just once..."

"I..." Thinking of the humiliating scene she had made of herself in Mi Xin, Wen Yaohe gritted her teeth in resentment.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I've thought it over. Was it because your tone was wrong last time? I looked through your chat history, and what you wore that day... Do you think Young Master Zhuang might like someone more innocent?"

At that, Wen Yaohe remembered. "That's right. I was pretending to be sweet and naive the whole time. I thought Young Master Zhuang was some rich sucker, and I wore a camisole that day too. You mean..."

"Exactly! That's why I prepared the same outfit for you today. Go try again. Maybe Young Master Zhuang likes that type! All my family's assets have been seized now. I don't even have anywhere to live. If... if it works out, once I get back on my feet, I'll give you anything you want."

"Okay, okay..."

Wen Yaohe took the clothes Li Yao had given her, went into the restroom, and came back out after changing.

"You know, this outfit really changes your whole temperament." Li Yao's eyes lit up. Then he pushed her into the exhibition hall. "Later, have an accidental encounter with Young Master Zhuang."

"Okay, okay... I got it." Wen Yaohe hurriedly began wandering around as though she had no particular destination.

Li Yao hid off to one side as well, watching in secret.

Before long, Zhuang Xin really did arrive.

His hands were tucked into his pockets, and he wore a casual outfit.

He strolled leisurely through the exhibition hall.

"Huh, this car's not bad. Over four hundred thousand... Mm, but the body's too big."

Zhuang Xin glanced at a sedan near the entrance a few times, then headed elsewhere.

"Damn! A Porsche worth over a million!" Zhuang Xin stopped again, while the Porsche models deliberately struck several poses.

After making a few rounds, Zhuang Xin suddenly heard a cry of surprise.

Following the sound, he saw a crowd gathered together.

"What's going on? Damn, a Koenigsegg..."

"How much is it?"

"Forty-seven million. My god..."

Following the voices, Zhuang Xin walked over.

What came into view was a gorgeous sports car, with models standing on both sides.

The crowd swallowed hard. No one had expected the Wenchang Auto Show to feature a Koenigsegg worth nearly fifty million...

Zhuang Xin pushed through the crowd, came up to the sports car, and ran his hand over its body.

"This car's pretty nice..."

"Hey, what are you doing? What are you touching?" A bald middle-aged man nearby was displeased. He had taken a liking to this sports car from afar and was already considering paying for it in full. Seeing someone pawing all over the car he liked immediately annoyed him.

Zhuang Xin turned around and took a look. Oh? This guy looked familiar.

Wasn't this Zhao Guangwei, the husband of Liu Xiang—the supervisor from his former workplace who had made things difficult even when he asked for leave? He had heard Zhao Guangwei ran two small companies and made quite a bit of money. He looked fairly wealthy.

"What are you looking at? I'm talking to you." Zhao Guangwei's tone grew increasingly hostile.

Zhuang Xin ignored him and climbed into the sports car on his own.

The two car models were about to stop him and had already planned to call security.

But Ma Heng, the organizer of the auto show in the distance, merely shook his head with a grim expression, signaling the two models not to move rashly.

He had recognized Zhuang Xin the moment he arrived.

This was the Young Master Zhuang General Manager Qu had mentioned. He even had a photo of him.

Qu Hongyun had told him all about Zhuang Xin's background. Qu Hongyun had even intended to pay for Zhuang Xin's car before, only for Ma Heng to refuse.

In his view, he could not let Qu Hongyun take all the benefits for himself. He intended to use this opportunity as a stepping stone to advance his own career further.

"What's going on? Why wouldn't you let me test-drive it earlier? You even stopped me! But this kid just climbed right in, and no one's doing anything?" Zhao Guangwei's anger surged as he watched.

Zhuang Xin curled his lip. "Say, if I'm not mistaken, you're Manager Zhao, right? Instead of spending your time worrying about me, you should worry about your wife. Your wife's become quite the hothead at the company."

"Kid, what nonsense are you spouting? You can insult me, but don't insult my wife." Zhao Guangwei's face darkened, and there was more than mere anger in his eyes.

"Enough." Sitting in the car, Zhuang Xin glanced at the smiling model beside him and knew someone must have recognized him. So he had nothing to worry about. He simply waved a hand. "Just have someone investigate your wife's affairs and you'll know. Whether I'm telling the truth or not, you're a grown man. Can't you tell for yourself?"

"You..."

Zhao Guangwei's expression changed repeatedly. Whether the matter involving his wife was true or false, it should not have been said here.

There were so many people around, including quite a few of his friends. If word got out, how could he still show his face in Juncheng?

"Heh! Fine, kid. You sure know a lot. But when it comes to my wife, I believe she would never betray me. You, on the other hand, have tarnished my family's reputation. I won't let this matter go easily."

Zhao Guangwei had been around Juncheng for so long. How could he possibly have no connections?

He immediately left and found the auto show office, then slammed the door open.

With a bang, everyone in the office looked over.

"Boss Zhao?" Someone recognized him and stepped forward with a smile to shake Zhao Guangwei's hand. It was Xu Cun, the Koenigsegg representative and an old friend of Zhao Guangwei's.

Whenever Zhao Guangwei bought cars, Xu Cun was always his first choice.

"Old Xu, this is where you're in the wrong."

"Oh? How so? Was there somewhere we failed to serve you properly?" Xu Cun was taken aback. Seeing that Zhao Guangwei had clearly come to demand an explanation, he was confused.

Zhao Guangwei sneered. "Over the years, I've bought quite a few luxury cars from you, haven't I? By now, you've made at least hundreds of thousands, if not several million, off me. And this is how you treat an old customer? You won't even let me test-drive a car?"

"Oh..." Xu Cun seemed to recall something and gave an awkward laugh. "I was wondering what it was. Manager Zhao, are you talking about that Koenigsegg?"

"Heh."

"Boss Zhao, it's not that I won't give you face. It's just that there are orders from above. No one is allowed to touch that car."

"No one is allowed to touch it? Xu Cun, do you take me for a fool? Someone's sitting in the car outside. He's practically about to drive it away, and you're saying no one can touch it?" Zhao Guangwei slammed the table, furious beyond measure.

Xu Cun was startled. "That's impossible. I already gave orders that no one was to touch that car."

"Haha! I'm telling you, Xu Cun, you really put on one face in public and another in private."

"Manager Zhao... listen to me, Manager Zhao. How about this? I'll go outside with you and take a look. If it's really as you say, I'll throw out whoever's test-driving it and fire the staff responsible for watching it. How does that sound?"

"Heh, I hope you're telling the truth!"