Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 315: Caught in a Dilemma

Seeing Xu Xiangbei’s shameless look, Manager Qian’s eyes were full of disdain.

He shook his head coldly, not wanting to bother with this little troublemaker. He was ready to call security to drive this deliberate disruptor away.

Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei burst into laughter, "My treasure, so you were hidden here. I thought I had lost you."

His comical expression made Xiao Lin cover her mouth and giggle.

Xu Xiangbei pulled out a golden bank card from a cigarette case, glistening under the sunlight.

That was the card the bank called him to collect a few days ago after 150 million yuan was deposited.

Looking at that shiny, dazzling golden card, Qian Feng’s face turned pale, and his expression grew complex.

Jealousy, resentment, panic—all sorts of feelings came rushing in.

He’s not seen many of these cards, but he has indeed seen them before. When some wealthy heirs or big bosses buy luxury cars, they pull out such cards from their wallets, each time dazzling him. This time was no different.

It’s the kind of gold card the bank issues to account holders with more than a billion—the symbol of a bank VIP client and prestigious status.

Xu Xiangbei handed the golden card to the girl, grinning cheekily and whispered to her, "Beauty, go swipe a 600,000 deposit first. The password is..."

Seeing Xu Xiangbei trust her so much and even tell her the password, the girl’s gloomy expression brightened up.

She happily ran over to the finance department, using the mobile POS machine to swipe the 600,000. As she swiped, the slip showed the card’s balance.

The accountant excitedly counted the zeros behind but couldn’t make sense of it. The girl, however, was quick-witted, soon counted the card balance, and exclaimed, "Wow, there’s two hundred million here! My god, it’s astronomical."

The girl returned the golden card along with the slip to Xu Xiangbei, kindly reminding, "Here’s your card. You’re really a strange person. With so much money, you don’t even buy a wallet, stuffing the card in a cigarette case. What if you lose it?"

Xu Xiangbei smiled and casually glanced at Qian Feng, "I don’t carry a wallet because some people open their eyes wide for money, only staring at my wallet. Thieves steal wallets but not my cigarettes, so putting the card in the cigarette case is safer than a wallet."

The girl suddenly understood and smiled admiringly, "You’re indeed clever; some people only stare at others’ wallets."

Having received the deposit, Sales Manager Qian Feng awkwardly smiled, his attitude making a complete turnaround from earlier, quickly took out a key from a handbag, and handed it respectfully to Xu Xiangbei.

Qian Feng fawningly smiled, "Sir, may I have your family name?"

"My name is Xu Xiangbei, just a little doctor. You can call me Dr. Xu."

"Dr. Xu, please take the key, I will accompany you in the car for your test drive."

Xu Xiangbei replied nonchalantly, "Don’t worry, I won’t drive away the car. The monk may run, but not the temple."

The sales manager smiled and explained, "I’m not worried you’ll take off with the car. It’s the latest coupe model; I’m concerned you might not be familiar with it and make a mistake."

Xu Xiangbei sneered, "Relax, I’m more skilled at driving such cars than riding a bicycle. I advise you not to accompany me for the test, it’s quite dangerous."

"I have no choice; it’s the company policy not to let the client test drive alone. Precisely because it’s dangerous, I need to accompany you."

Xu Xiangbei let out a sinister smile, gently twisted the key to start the engine, "Since you’re following, then follow. Fasten your seat belt, I drive very fast, be careful."

As soon as he spoke, Xu Xiangbei pressed the clutch, gently shifted gears, and the Porsche sped onto the track like a silver lightning.

As soon as the car started, Qian Feng’s expression changed. He somewhat regretted sitting in the passenger seat.

Considering people would test cars, the organizers specially cleared out a looping track near the exhibition area.

The track was clean and tidy, no pedestrians, spacious and clear. Within a short minute, Xu Xiangbei swiftly accelerated to sixth gear, then rapidly downshifted, his gear-shifting actions smooth and neat.

Seeing Xu Xiangbei drive the Porsche so proficiently, Qian Feng was dumbfounded. What exactly is this guy? He’s like a car god!

Xu Xiangbei circled around the looping track seven or eight times, performed a perfect drift at the curve, only then parked steadily in the exhibition area.

He was totally focused on driving, unaware of Qian Feng in the passenger seat, whose face had turned ashen with fright under the extreme speed, grasping the handle tightly as if about to fall into an abyss, close to screaming.

Just as he steadied the car, Qian Feng hurriedly jumped out of it, bent over a roadside flowerbed and gagged dryly.

Xu Xiangbei disdainfully laughed, "I told you not to accompany me for the test drive, you just wouldn’t listen. Can’t blame me for this."

A deafening roar of a car engine came from afar, and a yellow Lamborghini performed a beautiful drift, then stopped.

The Lamborghini’s door slowly flipped upwards, and a slick-looking young man stepped out, wearing an Armani yellow plaid suit.

The young man was somewhat overweight, had two large gold rings on his fingers, clutched a small black crocodile leather handbag under his arm, and had a chunky gold chain around his neck, demonstrating his affluent, corpulent appearance.

He noticed the silver Porsche not far from him, touched the mercury-like, cold, smooth car body, showing a surprised expression, "This car is nice. Where is Qian Feng? I want this car; how much is it?"

The girl selling cars nearby recognized this young man in the yellow plaid suit, smiled at him, "Sorry, Young Master Qin, this car has already been bought by Mr. Xu here."

Young Master Qin immediately rolled his bulging eyes, viciously pointed his fat finger at the young lady and swore, "What the hell are you talking about? What I fancy is mine. Who dares say they’ve bought it first, who dares say it? Where’s Qian Feng? Come out and serve your master."

The young lady frightened, shrank behind Xu Xiangbei. Xu Xiangbei shook his head in disappointment; people gather with similar kinds, birds of a feather flock together. Qian Feng isn’t a good person; the people he associates with aren’t great either.

He coldly said, "I’ve already bought this car, have paid the deposit. Don’t trouble the young lady."

Young Master Qin finally noticed Xu Xiangbei, astonished and scrutinized him. After a few glances, he laughed disdainfully.

"Oh, you scrawny fellow wearing such shabby clothes can afford this car? Don’t pretend; even if you could afford it, you won’t get it. What did you pay? Deposit? Qian Feng, refund him the deposit and kick him out."

Qian Feng was just recovering from car sickness, forced a bitter smile and came over, momentarily caught in a dilemma.

He dared not offend Young Master Qin, the rich heir of a real estate group, but this seemingly poor-dressed, yet deeply hidden youth is surely not easy to provoke.