"What? A Bentley?"
The cigarette hanging from his mouth quivered uncontrollably.
Having served as a village official for decades, he considered himself a cultured man; he definitely knew what a Bentley was. Hearing this, he quickly turned his gaze towards the emblem, and upon seeing the big 'B' emblem, he swallowed and said, "This car mustn't be cheap, right?"
Gu Heng, seeing his expression, had only one word in his mind:
Thrilling!
Then, with a casual expression, he said, "Cheap, it doesn't cost much, just about 3.8 million in full payment, not even 4 million."
"What? 3.8 million?! What kind of car costs 3.8 million?"
The first to shout was Xu Hong, who grabbed Gu Heng's hand, her face filled with disbelief.
Even his own mother could hardly believe it, let alone others. After Gu Jiandang came to his senses, he was full of doubts and continued, "Xiaoheng, you can't start picking up bad habits of bragging now, we are all family here, you must tell the truth."