Li Dan briefly parted ways with the others, letting them continue shopping while he went to look for a ride he liked.
He considered many brands: Lamborghini's swaggering dominance, Aston Martin's elegant retro charm, Bugatti's legendary speed...
These were all supercars ordinary people dreamed of, but performance figures meant nothing to Li Dan.
He did not buy cars for performance; he only cared about looks. As long as it was unique enough, dazzling enough, and worthy of the sense of ceremony behind this Christmas gift, that was enough.
Ordinary people might not be able to get a car the same day they went looking, perhaps even needing to queue up for a reservation. But for Li Dan, as long as he wanted one, people would rush to deliver it to him. Even those so-called limited editions produced by carmakers were no exception.
Rules depended on the person. With his status and connections,
getting an available car in New York was nothing more than a phone call.
Li Dan did not know much about cars, so he directly sought help from the church's higher-ups in New York.
The church had deep connections and abundant resources in New York. If he wanted rare models, there was no one more suitable to ask.
He made a call, his tone concise and direct.
"Help me find a few of the latest supercars. Performance doesn't matter. I only want something distinctive and imposing in appearance. Preferably available right now—I want to drive it away today."
"No problem, Li. Where are you now? I'll have the cars gathered in one place for you to choose from."
The church official spoke respectfully. He had never refused any of Li Dan's requests.
Ever since they had lost contact with Heaven, Li Dan had practically become the church's patron