212 An Unforeseen Code_2

"Didn't I say stop messing around?" the bald muscleman said irritably, pointing towards the parking lot. "The cars are all there. If you want to take photos and show off, go ahead, but don't touch anything, or you'll stay and clean it up."

"Not that line," Li Qingming said in a deep voice. "You shouldn't have said that."

"Huh?" The muscleman was taken aback, then suddenly realized something and looked at the two people in shock. "You guys are..."

"Also not that line," Li Qingming said, his voice low. "My patience is limited, manager. Listen carefully; I'll say it one last time—Hello, I'd like to take a look at the cars."

Seeing Li Qingming's murderous look, the muscleman immediately swallowed nervously and replied in a trembling voice, "What... what price range are you looking at?"

Li Qingming then nodded in satisfaction and said in a clear and firm tone, "What do you recommend?"