Five Hundred Bugatti Veyrons? Bought Them

The salesperson at the car dealership wore an apologetic smile. "Next time you come, Mr. Lu, we'll prepare a catalog of the cars we have in stock for you to choose from. If there's one you like, we'll personally drive it to your door, or pick you up and bring you to the dealership to collect it, so you can enjoy the most prestigious service."

Lu Yuan gave Young Master Xin a meaningful look. "Xiao Xin, young rich second-generation heirs like you mustn't be too flashy or arrogant. You have to keep a low profile, or you'll get slapped in the face."

"Ahem, Mr. Lu, you're right to lecture me. I promise I'll be modest and keep a low profile from now on." Young Master Xin had been thoroughly beaten into submission. He didn't have the financial resources to spend hundreds of billions just to make a beauty smile.

Everyone in the dealership shuddered. He had spent over 180 billion on a public confession, and he was telling them to keep a low profile?

Lu Yuan cleared his throat and called out to the staff. "Now that you've seen what I can afford, why haven't you taken my wife to look at cars? Don't you have any discernment at all?"

No one thought Lu Yuan was showing off. After all, his wealth was enough to crush everyone present.

The dealership's sales manager waved his hand. "Close the doors! From this moment on, we won't receive any more customers coming in from outside. For the rest of the day, this dealership will serve only Mr. Lu and his wife."

The rich second-generation heirs didn't leave either. They all wanted to see what shocking scene would come next. What kind of car would someone as wealthy as Lu Yuan buy?

The car sales manager had no intention of letting a customer like Lu Yuan get away. What Lu Yuan had just done was enough to show how lavish he was. With his spending habits, even a casual purchase here could keep the dealership going for half a year.

Wang Meiqi was escorted off by a crowd to pick out a car. To persuade her to make a purchase, they pulled out all the stops and introduced every single car.

In the end, Wang Meiqi chose a Lamborghini Hermès.

"Mr. Lu, your wife has an excellent eye. This Lamborghini Hermès was designed and built by a famous sports car engineer. It's an entry-level Gallardo concept car, and only one was ever produced worldwide. It was never released for sale. We acquired it from the Lamborghini Museum through special channels."

"Because this car was so difficult to acquire, the price is 580 million."

580 million? It was hardly any money. Lu Yuan held his bank card between his index and middle fingers and tossed it to the front desk. "Charge it!"

Lu Yuan looked relaxed and unconcerned. It was only 580 million. Compared with all his assets, how was that any different from spending five or six yuan?

Such lavish spending caused another huge stir.

The dealership staff were bursting with joy. They would earn a hefty commission from this deal, and they thought they would wake up laughing in their dreams that night.

At that moment, a saleswoman asked, "Mr. Lu, aren't you going to pick out a car for yourself?"

If Lu Yuan were an ordinary person, the saleswoman wouldn't have asked. But he was someone who could transfer over 180 billion to his woman. Was he an ordinary person?

Lu Yuan thought for a moment, then said to her, "I have a car to drive for now. How about this? I'll order five hundred Bugatti Veyrons from you."

Lu Yuan did this because the dealership was good, too. It had even closed its doors to receive him and Wang Meiqi. Since that was the case, he didn't mind letting it earn a little more.

Uh!

Everyone in the dealership was dumbstruck. They stammered, "M-Mr. Lu, h-how many cars did you say you wanted to order?"

"Five hundred. Is there a problem?" Lu Yuan asked, puzzled.

The dealership's sales manager couldn't help asking, "Mr. Lu, are you planning to start a car rental company with them?"

Lu Yuan shook his head. "No! My wife and I aren't married yet. I was thinking of arranging the wedding soon, and we happen to need five hundred wedding cars, so I thought I'd buy them while I was at it."

Cars like the Bugatti Veyron were usually used as the lead car in a wedding procession, but Lu Yuan wanted to order five hundred at once. Clearly, he was going to use them as the cars following behind.

Five hundred Bugatti Veyrons following behind in a wedding procession? That was fucking extravagant!

Wang Meiqi winced a little at the cost. "We could rent cars from a rental company for the wedding. It would be just the same."

Lu Yuan smiled gently. "It's not the same. You only get that one time in your life. You're my woman. I don't care about other women, but my woman deserves the best in the world."

His declaration left Wang Meiqi beaming with happiness, and everyone present was moved. "What a romantic, thoughtful man!"

"Miss, you're so lucky!"

All the well-wishes fell upon Wang Meiqi at once.

Wang Meiqi still thought so many cars would be troublesome. She said to Lu Yuan, "But where will we put all those cars after the wedding? Even with 365 days in a year, we couldn't drive them all if we drove one a day!"

Lu Yuan rubbed his head. "It's fine! I have several villas in Magic City. Last time I went to my villa in the suburbs, damn it, there were over two hundred parking spaces, and I only had two cars. Honey, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. I won't feel comfortable unless I fill them up!"

"These five hundred Bugatti Veyrons are just the beginning. In the future, I want to fill the garages at every villa, so it won't be inconvenient wherever I go!" Lu Yuan looked relaxed and unconcerned.

With that, Lu Yuan took out his bank card again and paid for the cars.

Gulp!

Everyone present swallowed hard. Bro, you're buying a whole bunch of cars just because you have obsessive-compulsive disorder? Please, could you act like a human being? That was what everyone there was thinking.

When the rich second-generation heirs heard this, they reacted as though they had found something exciting and fun. "Right! Mr. Lu really knows how to have fun. How did we not think of that? I'm going home to buy a garage later. I'm going to learn from Mr. Lu and fill up every garage at home with cars."

Lu Yuan hadn't expected that his obsessive-compulsive disorder would set off such a huge car-buying craze among Magic City's rich second-generation circles in the future.

Years later, the first thing the rich second-generation heirs said whenever they met was, "Have you filled up your garage yet?"

But that was all for later.

Quite a few rich second-generation heirs from Magic City and elsewhere came forward and offered their business cards. "Mr. Lu, let's get acquainted. When there's an opportunity, please let us treat you and your wife to a meal."

Lu Yuan accepted each card and said to them, "I'll invite you to the banquet on the day of my wedding!"

"Rest assured, Mr. Lu. No matter how busy we are that day, we'll put everything aside and come to offer our blessings to you and your wife."

Lu Yuan and Wang Meiqi left the dealership. After Wang Meiqi took a call from home, her expression turned grim.

Lu Yuan asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"My dad called. My blind date has already arrived at my house, and he wants me to come over..."

Oh, a blind date? Wang Meiqi was his woman now, and Lu Yuan wouldn't let him lay a finger on her. He said to Wang Meiqi, "I'll go home with you and meet this blind date of yours."