Chapter 373

Chapter 373: Millionaire Girl

Lin Yuanfang’s question hit the nail on the head. Qi Fei thought for a moment and then said, “I mainly want a car that doesn’t consume too much fuel, looks impressive for outings, and most importantly, has great quality and safety. The price is negotiable, but I can accept something around one million.”

One million?!

Lin Yuanfang was a bit surprised; this girl must be very wealthy. Although her attire wasn’t too shabby, it didn’t scream high fashion brands. Coming straight out with a one-million price point suggested her family wasn’t doing too badly.

Lin Yuanfang’s gaze shifted to Lin Mo. What a clever boy, walking the path of gaining both wealth and reputation!

One million! Even Lin Mo couldn’t help but glance over. It seemed Qi Fei really had earned quite a bit of money in the past half year. He never realized this girl involved in Cosplay had such potential in the business world.

Compared to an ordinary university student who would graduate and either become a low-paid salesperson or work at a counter, making only fifty or sixty thousand a year, Qi Fei’s boldness to buy a car worth over a million at such a young age was remarkable.

“Ha ha, if we’re starting at one million, you have plenty of options. Quality and safety won’t be an issue; just tell me what style you like,” said Lin Yuanfang with a smile. At this price point, customers were no longer penny-pinching but were truly pursuing quality and performance.

Models priced below five hundred thousand would boast about technical innovations, but in reality, they compromised on costs.

With a snap of his fingers, Lin Yuanfang called out, “Xiao Liu, bring me the large catalog of the BMW lineup.”

Liu Feng, the retail manager, was the top salesperson at Expedition Automobile Sales Co. His presence guaranteed sales, and he could handle even the most difficult customers, making him one of Lin Yuanfang’s most valued subordinates.

In no time, a large catalog arrived. Besides the table of contents, every page featured a primary and a secondary image of a model, along with parameters and evaluation reports. Of course, these evaluations were pretty much worthless, just descriptions of the parameters.

With the assistance of experienced personnel in the automotive industry, Qi Fei quickly picked a jewel-red BMW X5, a 3.0L engine, manual and automatic luxury model. After outfitting it with navigation and other gadgets, it would cost less than one million—only about eight hundred thousand.

Lin Yuanfang considered Qi Fei’s situation carefully. Even with money, the first car shouldn’t be overly expensive; it was best to practice with a more affordable option, avoiding models that cost over one million.

Qi Fei was very satisfied. As long as the driving performance was good and the quality was solid, she appreciated saving some money as well.

The Expedition Automobile Sales Co.’s garage didn’t have the BMW X5 in stock at that moment, but they could source it from a nearby regional dealer.

In no time, a bright red BMW X5 rolled up to Expedition Automobile Sales Co. The vibrant color gleamed brilliantly and was hard to miss; the tires still glistened with water stains, likely from being washed shortly before leaving the garage.

“Let’s try the car! I’ll have our mechanic tune it for you. Once you decide, I’ll have someone apply a protective coating to the entire vehicle. The company will also provide you with a free protective coating service every quarter. Just keep in mind, after the coating is applied, don’t let it get wet for two days.”

This coating was different from regular car wax; it offered a higher level of vehicle protection. Each application cost over three hundred yuan, yet Lin Yuanfang willingly spent this, not making a profit on Qi Fei, and even taking a loss instead.

Since his son rarely brought someone to buy a car, he felt it was essential to give Qi Fei this courtesy. As long as Lin Mo was happy, Lin Yuanfang didn’t mind spending the money.

“Hey! Qi Fei, do you have a driver’s license?” Lin Mo reminded the eager Qi Fei to avoid the chaos of unlicensed driving.

“Hum! I got it before graduation. Do you have one?” Qi Fei shot Lin Mo a look and happily walked over to open the car door.

Uh! He only had a pilot’s license, not a driver’s—Lin Mo shrugged, speechless.

“Hey, son, invite her over for dinner at our house tonight. I’ll have Aunt Lian arrange it,” Lin Yuanfang said as he stepped back, watching Qi Fei skillfully climb into the pilot’s seat and start the engine. He turned to Lin Mo and whispered.

“Dad, what do you mean by that?” Lin Mo felt an ominous premonition; his father’s tone seemed to imply something special.

Lin Yuanfang felt a mix of frustration and hopes for his son. He glared, saying, “What do you mean? With such a wonderful girl, don’t you have any thoughts? You’re not a kid anymore; it’s time to consider some things. Originally, Aunt Lian and I planned to ask relatives and friends for good girls to introduce to you. Today, seeing you bring such a talented and capable girl, I am very pleased. What’s wrong? Are you not interested in her, or does she have a boyfriend? Even if she does, don’t worry. I’m here to back you up—go after her!”

Lin Yuanfang certainly wouldn’t believe that this girl had a boyfriend; otherwise, she wouldn’t have come alone with Lin Mo to buy a car. When buying something significant, people generally bring the most trusted individuals—relatives, friends, or family. Lin Yuanfang was sharp enough to see this.

“……” Lin Mo finally understood why, back at Xiaoshan Airport, Qi Fei had suggested he be mentally prepared for a special bet.

This was a bit too much oversight on his father’s part.

“Dad, you’re being too nosy,” Lin Mo replied, feeling a bit anxious. What was he in a rush for? He didn’t want to complicate things.

At this moment, Lin Mo genuinely had no intention of settling down. He thought about the types of missions he typically undertook—nothing compared to those routine patrols of ordinary fighter pilots.

Lin Mo dealt with real combat, where danger loomed large. Even with his exceptional aerial combat skills, he could not guarantee he would never be shot down. Despite his impressive dogfighting techniques, he couldn’t change the fact that he had been shot down before.

Just as Lin Yuanfang was about to say more, someone interrupted him.

“Mr. Lin, there’s a document here that requires your prompt signature; it can’t be delayed any longer.”

A man in a half-grey, roughly fifty or sixty years old, approached, holding a stack of papers.

“Hey, Lao Wei, can’t you wait a moment?” Lin Yuanfang glanced at the newcomer, his brow immediately furrowing in displeasure. “Can’t you see my son is here with his girlfriend to buy a car? Can’t you give me just a minute?”

“Lin Yuanfang, look at what day it is. I’ve been pushing you for a month! You keep stalling, and I’m telling you…” The visitor tried to continue, but Lin Yuanfang interrupted.

“Enough! This isn’t the place to discuss this. Let’s go to the office!”

Seeing Lin Yuanfang wouldn’t avoid the conversation, Wei Yunan temporarily relented but still said, “Okay, let’s go to the office right now. If this issue isn’t resolved today, you know what that means.”

Wei Yunan’s gaze lingered on Lin Mo for a moment. Considering Lin Yuanfang’s face, he refrained from saying anything more.

“Xiao Liu, stay with Lin Mo. If anything comes up, you can handle it. I’m going to the office with Vice President Wei.”

Lin Yuanfang greeted the retail manager Liu Feng before taking Wei Yunan away towards the general manager’s office, clearly not wanting to say more here, as if there were things Lin Mo shouldn’t know.

“Alright, you go ahead! I’m fine here!”

The young Liu Feng, only in his twenties, was nearby, assisting a customer with payments at the cash register. He flashed a warm smile at Lin Mo, giving him a nod. “Lin Mo, I’m right here. If you need anything, just let me know. I’ll wrap things up with this customer quickly—just five minutes.”

In a brief moment, while Liu Feng was attending to Lin Mo, he also managed to finalize another deal with a different customer.

Lin Yuanfang didn’t press Lin Mo for anything else, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief, although he was curious why his father was so eager to drag that man named Wei into the office instead of discussing matters here. What kind of documents were delayed for so long?

It was mysterious, and quite odd indeed.

“Lao Wei, Wei Yunan, you can clearly see what condition our company is in; this isn’t a bike or motorcycle dealership. Selling several hundred thousand to one million is about all that we can manage. Just because you want to withdraw doesn’t mean you can do so without notice; where am I supposed to get that much liquid capital?”

Once the office door was closed, Lin Yuanfang spoke rudely to this partner who suddenly wanted to withdraw funds.

“But I’ve given you a two-month grace period! Just look at the timing! If it weren’t for my funds being tied up in real estate development and my bank loans nearing their deadline, would I resort to this? You need to understand, this shop has your money, but it also has mine. I need to get back my share—that’s only fair!”

Wei Yunan, the vice president of Expedition Automobile Sales, waved the documents in his hand, appearing quite agitated and clearly disagreeing with what his once close partner was saying.

However, Lin Yuanfang had his own struggles. Not only was his partner pushing for withdrawal, but Lin Yuanfang had also felt immense pressure in the past few months. Losing the BMW 4S dealership hit him hard, resulting in many sleepless nights.

His once thriving business had plummeted, giving him grey hair much sooner than expected.