Chapter 11 The more you brag, the quicker the slap in the face comes

Standing beside Su Jun, Xiao Jie was also looking enviously at the Lamborghini.

"This car not only looks handsome, but I bet the specs are top of the line too!"

Although she didn't understand much about cars, she was well aware of what tens of millions meant, and anyone who could spend that much on a car was definitely one of the Magic Capital's top-tier wealthy and handsome bachelors.

Seeing Xiao Jie's interest in the car, Su Jun showed off the limited knowledge in his brain.

"Xiao Jie, the performance of this car definitely surpasses ninety-nine percent of sports cars. We think tens of millions is a lot, but maybe for the car owner, this car is just a drop in the bucket. Plus, think about the modifications and maintenance after buying it, don't you think it's astronomically priced?"

Hearing this, desire gleamed in Xiao Jie's eyes.

"So the person who can buy this car must be a big shot, right?"

"Heh, I wouldn't dare say anything certain, but they must have assets worth several billion."

Watching the two of them go back and forth, Song Yun burst into laughter.

He said to the female salesperson, "Hello, could you please get me the keys to this car?"

As soon as Song Yun finished speaking, everyone wore an expression of disbelief.

Su Jun looked at him with disdain and said scornfully, "Didn't you hear what the salesperson just said? This car already has an owner. You, who clambered up by being a gigolo to a rich and beautiful woman, still dream of owning this car? Dream on!"

The salesperson chimed in at this moment, "Sir, we have no right to lend this car to a third party, so I am sorry. I suggest you look at other models."

Hearing the salesperson's words, Su Jun nodded in satisfaction. What could a gigolo possibly be capable of? Let alone you, even the goddess by your side couldn't match the assets of the owner of this car.

Song Yun shook his head helplessly and said to the saleswoman, "I am Song Yun. I believe you have already been informed of the owner's name at your end, haven't you?"

The system has this one good feature, taking care of all the tedious matters, and Song Yun just needed to verify his identity.

Before the salesperson could speak, Su Jun jumped out, pointed at Song Yun's nose, and ranted, "Who do you think you are acting like this? People who don't know better might think you're something special, but you're just a moocher! What, you service your sugar mama well and think about scamming her money? Isn't that disgraceful? As a man, I despise you! I detest you!"

These words caused everyone's expression to change. Ye Qingqing couldn't help but want to stand up for him, but Song Yun stopped her.

Song Yun looked at the female salesperson, who was in a daze, and asked gently, "What's the matter, didn't the head office tell you the owner's information?"

"No no no... So you are Mr. Song Yun!"

The salesperson covered her mouth, incredulous. What's with the rich these days, liking to play cat and mouse? And looking at this handsome guy's attire, it was so... ordinary, he didn't look like the owner of the car at all...

"Please provide your identification information..."

The salesperson respectfully took Song Yun's ID, carefully cross-checked it with the information provided by the headquarters, and returned it to him with both hands respectfully.

"Mr. Song, everything checks out. I'll go get your keys right away!"

Minutes later, the salesperson came running out with two keys in hand.

"Mr. Song, here are the keys to your car. One is the master key, the other a spare. If you lose them, you can contact the Magic Capital Lamborghini 4S shop anytime, and we will provide you with 24-hour emergency assistance."

Seeing how respectfully the saleswoman was treating him, Su Jun was completely dumbfounded.

What just happened?

Did the saleswoman mean to say that this car belonged to Song Yun?

Wasn't Song Yun just a loser a few days ago? Unable to even produce hundreds of thousands for a dowry, how could he possibly be the owner of this Lamborghini "poison"?

Moreover, luxury sports cars like these require time for customization, so this meant that Song Yun had already bought this car before he broke up with my sister???

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Su Jun couldn't accept the reality that Song Yun was actually a wealthy big shot. He shook his head, his heart filled with bitterness.

If Mother hadn't added to the dowry at the last minute, could I have hitched myself to this big tree through my little brother-in-law?

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Fuck!

The girl standing beside Su Jun looked at Song Yun with affection in her eyes.

This handsome guy was even better looking than Su Jun and wealthier, too. If she could hook up with him... wouldn't she be able to transform into a phoenix that ascended to the branches above?

And at this moment, Ye Qingqing's beautiful eyes were moving restlessly as she gazed at Song Yun, her heart tumultuous like overturned rivers and seas.

So her brother Song Yun was actually a wealthy man? That didn't seem quite right, and the information she had gotten from the detective indicated that her brother Song Yun was just an ordinary person...

Could there be something she didn't know?

Song Yun ignored the gazes of everyone around and took the keys, patting them into the palm of Ye Qingqing's hand.

As if this car, worth tens of millions, was nothing to him.

Seeing Song Yun's indifferent expression, Su Jun's mentality collapsed.

Just now, he had been eagerly boasting about the car, but in a moment, it was as if he had slapped his own face—and it was the loudest kind of slap. He felt his head swelling with blood, his vision starting to blur.

No!

If someone had slapped his face like this in the past, Su Jun would have certainly endured it.

But now! It was different!

He too was rich!

Thanks to Uncle Xiong's first-quarter dividend, he was about to receive over fifty million. Since that was the case, spending forty million to buy a car wasn't out of the question!

With this thought, Su Jun's emotions gradually calmed down, and he looked at the female salesperson and waved his hand grandly.

"Go get the car configuration list, I want to buy a luxury sports car that's no different from this one!"

Elsewhere.

Downstairs at the Su family's building, inside the mahjong parlor.

Zhao Junxia was boasting to the group of good sisters about how she was about to become a wealthy person.

As she absorbed their envious glances, Zhao Junxia felt an unprecedented clarity through her entire being.

Zhao Junxia was happily chatting away when the door to the mahjong parlor was pushed open.

Two police officers entered.

Seeing them, everyone hurriedly collected the money off the table, fearing being labelled as gamblers and being detained for a few days.

However, the two police officers didn't pay any attention to the small actions of the crowd.

As the police got closer and closer, a flicker of panic emerged in Zhao Junxia's heart.

"Are you Madam Zhao Junxia?"

"Yes, that's me. What's happened?"

Zhao Junxia asked tentatively.

"Do you recognize the person in this photo?"

One of the police officers took out a photo from his folder and placed it in front of Zhao Junxia.

"Xiong Denghui! I know him, what's wrong?"

Zhao Junxia was somewhat flustered.

"Unfortunately, we have to inform you that this suspect is a professional fraudster who deceives the savings of the middle-aged and elderly by boasting about high-return investment projects. Someone has already reported him to the Magic Capital Criminal Police Team yesterday, and we have begun our investigation. However, it's unlikely we'll find him in the short term, so you should prepare yourself for a long fight."

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