Upon hearing this, Guo Xin excitedly patted the steering wheel. "What car are you buying? My Geely is pretty good, it's quite comfortable to drive."
Cheng Che smiled and didn't hide anything, "Buy a good one. Budget 300,000."
Guo Xin opened his mouth, but couldn't close it for a long time.
"Three hundred thousand? To buy your dad a car?"
"Um."
"You're really generous," Guo Xin said, her voice full of envy. "If I had 300,000 yuan, I definitely wouldn't buy my dad something so nice. I'd only buy something worth a few hundred thousand yuan at most, and keep the rest for myself."
Cheng Che glanced at him sideways. "You had 60,000, and you spent it all on buying a car for your dad, didn't you? Your dad must have been quite touched, right?"
Guo Xin was speechless.
He paused for two seconds, then scratched his head a little sheepishly:
"I was really touched. After I finished speaking, I heard him crying in the living room. It made me so embarrassed that I was so desperate to pee that I almost burst from holding it in."
Cheng Che burst into laughter upon hearing this.
After driving for more than half an hour, we turned onto a main road in the car market.
Both sides of the road are lined with 4S stores: Toyota, Honda, Volkswagen, BYD, each with a sign bigger than the last.
Guo Xin parked his car in front of a multi-purpose exhibition hall.
The two got out of the car, Cheng Che pulled his mask up, revealing only his eyes.
The showroom was brightly lit, with several new cars neatly arranged in the center.
A male salesman in his twenties approached with a warm smile, "Are you two looking at cars? Do you have a model you like?"
Cheng Che didn't beat around the bush:
"My budget is 300,000 yuan. I want to buy a sedan for family use, that's fuel-efficient, and has good safety features."
The salesperson's eyes lit up. A budget of 300,000 yuan was considered a mid-to-high-end customer in this showroom, so he immediately perked up and began making recommendations.
"This way, please." He led the two to the east side of the showroom. "Within 300,000 yuan, I recommend these models: the Toyota Camry Hybrid, the top-of-the-line version is around 250,000 yuan on the road; hybrids are fuel-efficient, have high resale value, and good safety. The Honda Accord has a spacious interior and ample power. And the BYD Han, a domestically produced new energy vehicle with top-of-the-line features."
Cheng Che looked at each vehicle one by one.
Guo Xin followed beside him, touching the steering wheel one moment and sitting in the back seat to feel the space the next, even more excited than if he had bought the car himself.
"This Camry looks nice." He peered through the window. "The seats seem quite comfortable."
Cheng Che also sat in the driver's seat of the Camry and tried it out.
The seats offer excellent support and provide a wide field of vision, while the center console has a simple and clean design.
He nodded.
"This one will do."
The salesperson paused for a moment, then said, "Won't you take a look at a few other models?"
"No."
Next, we'll discuss the price.
The salesperson held up a price list and calculated each item for Cheng Che:
"The top-of-the-line version has a list price of 249,800 yuan. With purchase tax, insurance, and registration, the total cost will be around 270,000 yuan. If you can place an order today, I can apply for some discounts."
Cheng Che looked at him and began to talk.
"249,800 is the suggested retail price, but your dealership has cars in stock, so you're under considerable inventory pressure. Camry Hybrid sales have been average this month, right?"
The salesperson's smile faltered slightly, "This..."
"I don't ask for too much," Cheng Che said calmly. "Two hundred and thirty thousand, all-inclusive. If that works, great; if not, I'll go check out the Honda next door."
The salesperson hesitated for a moment and said he needed to ask the manager.
He turned and took a few steps, then looked back at Cheng Che.
The mask covered most of her face, but her exposed eyes were calm, conveying a sense of trust that was hard to define.
The [ Phantom Pinky Ring ] quietly activated at that moment.
The salesperson paused for a few seconds, then suddenly realized that this young man wasn't just casually haggling; his asking price of 230,000 was probably the real bottom line.
Moreover, his reasons were very practical.
Inventory pressure and mediocre sales.
This person knows their stuff.
He went to the manager to apply.
A few minutes later, the salesperson returned, looking somewhat complicated.
"With a final price of 230,000, we really don't have much profit left. But the manager said that if you can finalize the deal today, we can offer a volume-boosting price."
Cheng Che nodded. "Okay, it's settled."
Guo Xin watched in stunned silence.
"Two hundred and thirty thousand?" he whispered, leaning closer. "You managed to cut the price down by twenty thousand with just a few words?"
"It's not really a cut," Cheng Che said, handing his ID to the salesperson. "They already had room for negotiation."
Guo Xin pursed his lips, his face filled with envy:
"When I bought that Geely, I haggled with the salesperson for ages, and in the end, I only got a 500 yuan discount, plus they threw in a set of floor mats."
Cheng Che didn't say anything, but simply patted him on the shoulder.
There's nothing we can do; he has cheat codes.
He knew it the moment the [ Phantom Pinky Ring ] activated, so he was full of confidence.
After all, [in face-to-face communication, the other person will unconsciously feel that you are "more trustworthy".]
The salesperson must have spoken up for him, otherwise the manager wouldn't have agreed.
Not bad, not bad. Although it's not as far-fetched as hypnosis, it's still a good thing because it saves money.
After completing the formalities, Cheng Che took the car keys and got into the brand-new Toyota Camry.
The white paint gleamed under the showroom lights, and the blue logo of the dual-engine model remained quiet.
He started the car and drove out of the car city.
Guo Xin followed behind, driving his Geely Xingyuan.
Cheng Che didn't go straight home; instead, he drove to Spring City Old Street.
At the entrance of the cultural and creative store, Jiang Xue was tidying up the shelves, while Cheng Jianguo was squatting on the ground counting the cardboard boxes containing the goods.
The two pulled the roller shutter down most of the way, preparing to close it and go home.
The ten-year-old BYD was parked not far away, with several scratches on the body and a ring of tape wrapped around the rearview mirror.
Cheng Che parked his car in front of the store, blocking the old car's way out.
Cheng Jianguo frowned, stood up, dusted off his hands, and walked over to ask someone to move it.
He had just walked to the driver's seat when the car window rolled down.
Cheng Che took off his mask, revealing his face.
"Dad."
Cheng Jianguo paused, startled. "Why are you here? Wait, this car..."
I bought you a car.
Cheng Jianguo didn't react instinctively. "What car?"
Cheng Che opened the car door, stood next to the brand-new Camry, and patted the roof.
The white paint shimmered softly in the setting sun.
"This Camry Hybrid, cost 230,000 yuan after all the fees."
Cheng Jianguo opened his mouth, his expression shifting from surprise to heartache, and then he subconsciously said:
Why are you spending so much money? My BYD is still drivable.
"That car is practically falling apart." Cheng Che handed over the keys. "The brakes aren't working. I'm worried about you and Mom driving it around every day."
"But this is too expensive..."
"I can earn it." Cheng Che shoved the keys into his hand. "Your son isn't short of money. Get in and give it a try."
Cheng Jianguo stood next to the new car, holding the keys. He glanced down at the keys in his hand, then at the white Camry.
He stared at it for several seconds, then walked around the car, excitedly reached out and touched the front of the car, before opening the driver's side door and getting in.
His hand rested on the steering wheel, and he gently touched it, his fingertips tracing the stitching on the leather.
Jiang Xue stood to the side, covering her mouth and remaining silent.
Cheng Che noticed that her eyes were a little red.
" Old Cheng," she called out, "Try driving it around for a bit."
Cheng Jianguo started the car.
The engine was very quiet. He paused for a moment, then stepped on the gas again to make sure the car was indeed running.
"This car is so quiet," he said.
Cheng Che opened the passenger door and got in. Jiang Xue also got into the back seat.
Cheng Jianguo slowly drove the car out of the old street and merged into the traffic of Spring City.
He drove very steadily, with his hands on the steering wheel at the nine and three o'clock positions, his back ramrod straight.
He drove for a while, then suddenly turned his head to look at Cheng Che, his mouth moved, but he didn't say anything.
Jiang Xue leaned over from the back seat and patted Cheng Che on the shoulder. " Cheche."
"Um?"
"You're going to register at school in a few days, do you want us to take you?"
Cheng Che shook his head. "No need. I'm going with Guo Xin, Su Qingyue, and Lin Xiao. The four of us are all going to Capital City, so we'll have company on the way."
Jiang Xue thought for a moment and nodded, "That's fine. Be careful on the road."
"You all go about your business," Cheng Che said. "This is the time when the store is making money, don't let me hold you back."
"Um."
Cheng Jianguo glanced at his son in the rearview mirror.
The face reflected in the rearview mirror was a little thinner and darker than he remembered, but the person looked very energetic.
" Cheche," he said.
"Um?"
I really like this car.
Cheng Che smiled.
The car drove along the road, and the setting sun shone from the side, turning the entire road golden.