The rich man: Who made him rich?

Chapter 42 My Car [Godfathers, please read on! ]

Hu Ling was wearing a black long-sleeved knitted dress, revealing her smooth and white thighs. She was wearing a pair of lace-up high-heeled sandals, and her tender white feet were painted with rose-red nail polish.

She has long wavy hair, delicate features and a feminine charm.

She looked annoyed and complained about the owner of the Porsche 911.

"Does the Porsche 911 look good?" Li Li asked with a smile while half-sitting on the sofa.

"What's the point of looking good? It's not mine." Hu Ling sat next to Li Li and asked, "Where have you been these two days? Did you have fun?"

Li Li selectively replied: "The 911 is not yours, but a 718 will arrive for you in a few days."

"What do you mean?" Hu Ling was confused at first, then her expression turned pleasantly surprised, and she said in an excited voice: "The Porsche 911 is your new car!"

"Bingo!" Li Li snapped his fingers. "I bought three cars, a Porsche 911, a Porsche 718, and a Porsche Cayenne. I drive the 911 myself, and when the 718 arrives, I'll give it to you."

Hu Ling's expression showed great surprise. She had never thought that she would own a sports car. She immediately imagined the scene of driving a 718 to the company. Her body trembled slightly with great excitement.

It feels like getting a toy you've always wanted.

She originally felt a little resentful towards Li Li who had been missing for two days. After all, they had just completed an intimate relationship, and Li Li should have been very eager for her body. Li Li's cold treatment made her begin to doubt her own charm.

And now she has completely forgiven Li Li's coldness, everything is forgiven.

She hooked her arm around Li Li's neck, her eyes seductive: "Li Jing is not at home now, do you want to eat me on the sofa?"

"as you wish."

"what do you like?"

"Adapt to local conditions." Li Li spit out the four words "you".

"Hate~."

Hu Ling looked back, her appearance charming, her bright red lips slightly parted: "Master, please help my husband~."

After finishing, Li Li stroked Hu Ling's rosy skin and asked, "Which gym nearby do you think is good?"

Hu Ling's hair was stained with wetness, and her expression was full of laziness after satisfaction: "You want to seduce the fitness coach, right?"

"Would I be short of women?" Li Li pinched Hu Ling's chin, looking down at her.

"Not all women are as materialistic as me, right?" Hu Ling was angered by Li Li's attitude and defended the dignity of women.

"Then I think there is only one possibility, that is, the price is not high enough."

"There is a female coach in Xinyue Gymnasium, her name is Zhang Yaner. If you can conquer her, I will agree with your point of view." Hu Ling squinted her eyes and smiled "slightly" like a fox.

"Do you have a grudge against her?" Li Li asked with interest.

"I get angry when I see her pretending to be an innocent girl. I just want to know whether she is really innocent or just pretending." Hu Ling said with mocking contempt.

"There are only two kinds of women in this world." Hu Ling looked at Li Li, waiting for his next words, "The first one pretends to be pure, and the second one pretends to be impure."

"Are you pretending to be a romantic?" Hu Ling felt a little rebellious when she heard Li Li say that. "Wait until you win her over, then you can brag about it."

Li Li smiled but said nothing.

At four o'clock in the evening, Li Jing arrived home, called "Brother Li", went to the bedroom and changed into a maid outfit, a modified Chinese version of the maid outfit, in black and white, decorated with a bow, a black miniskirt, white stockings, and black leather shoes.

The shy and well-behaved expression made Li Li feel a conflicting feeling of being protected and bullied.

"Very good." Li Li praised.

Li Jing shyly went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

At six in the evening, at the dining table.

"Tsk." Li Li commented on a small piece of steak: "It's an improvement over last time, but there's probably still room for improvement." Hu Ling nodded in agreement. She and Li Jing got along pretty well.

Li Jing pinched her fingers, looked at Li Li cautiously and asked, "Brother Li, I want to take a day off tomorrow. My cousin is leaving her employer's house tomorrow, and I want to go and help her."

"Is she also a nanny?"

Li Jing nodded: "My cousin works at Gubei No. 1. Her employer decided to take the children abroad. My cousin wanted to stay in the country, so she terminated the contract."

"Is your cousin also from Peking University or Tsinghua University?" Hu Ling said with great interest.

Li Jing shook her head: "She graduated from an Ivy League school abroad and worked as a nanny and housekeeper after returning to China."

"I remember you have a driver's license, so I'll give you the keys to the U8. Go help your cousin move tomorrow."

The car key drew an arc and fell into Li Jing's hands.

Li Jing was stunned: "What should I do, Brother Li?"

"I just picked up a Porsche 911, I'm driving it first."

Li Jing silently swallowed the words of rejection and said thank you gently.

It was eight o'clock on a Monday morning and the sun was warm and balmy.

Li Li opened his eyes and checked his mobile phone. The balance was 1536 million. The day for him to buy a riverside apartment and a single-family villa in Shanghai was getting closer and closer. He smiled unconsciously.

I had two slices of bread, an egg and a glass of milk for breakfast.

The engine sound of the Porsche 911 injected into Li Li's heart like a stimulant, making him excited.

There is no shortage of luxury cars in Shanghai. Luxury cars worth over 100 million yuan may even be parked in a cool garage. But at 8 o'clock in the morning, on the road from Sunshine Venice to Wuyou Media, luxury cars worth over one million yuan can be said to be rare.

Office workers going to the company in the morning saw the supercar for the first time on their way to work. The body of the 911 reflected the faint light in the morning light, and the body showed the beauty of industrial luxury.

"This is called a car, mine is just a means of transportation at best?"

"I wish I had a 911."

Of course, most people just express their feelings verbally. 911 is too far away for ordinary people, so it’s just a little talk.

The roaring sound of the engine attracted the attention of people in the office building. Some pretty women even looked at him with sparkling eyes, wondering which floor the boss was and whether there was a chance to develop a brief romance with him.

Li Li parked his car in the underground garage, said "good morning" to his colleagues in the agency department, and sat down at his seat to check his phone.

"Wow, there's a 911 supercar in the garage today. It's brand new and very cool. I wonder which boss of the company it belongs to." Cao Xin said excitedly as he stepped into the door of the agency department.

"It doesn't have to be the boss, a rich woman is also possible. If Xiao Cao works hard, he can gain both wealth and fame."

"If Xiao Cao works hard in the future, maybe he can get one and drive it."

"Damn it, there are a lot of rich people in the world, but I have to pay off my mortgage."

The people in the brokerage department were chatting away, expressing all kinds of emotion and envy.

"Xiao Cao, you are well-informed. I will now appoint you as the vanguard of the brokerage department. Find out which boss it belongs to."

Cao Xin: “Okay.”

"No need." Li Li said, explaining under the puzzled gazes of everyone in the agency department, "911 is my car."

“Just picked up the car this weekend.”

Li Li's admission was like a small grenade, shocking everyone.

The bustling brokerage department fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

(End of this chapter)