He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

The two women looked in the direction Yang Jiulang was pointing. On the car display stand, a champagne-colored, brand-new seven-seater SUV was parked through the floor-to-ceiling window. Its streamlined body gleamed under the lights, exuding a powerful aura.

The two women were stunned.

Hou Qinqin's eyes widened: "Honey, you're kidding, that's worth hundreds of thousands!"

"I'm not kidding." Yang Jiulang pulled the two women along and strode over. "My dream car, I've wanted it for a long time."

The salesman was a young man wearing glasses. Seeing the customer approach, he immediately greeted him warmly: "Hello sir, are you looking at cars?"

Yang Jiulang nodded, walked up to the SUV, and circled it once.

This car looks even more impressive than it does online. It's 5.2 meters long and 1.8 meters high, with a closed front design and a high-tech look thanks to the continuous daytime running lights.

"Could you introduce it to me?" Yang Jiulang asked.

The salesperson's eyes lit up, and he launched into a detailed introduction: "This is our latest high-end intelligent driving version, equipped with the group's latest ADS3.0 intelligent driving system, supporting urban NCA and highway NCA, with a combined range of 1362 kilometers and a 0-100 km/h acceleration time of 4.3 seconds..."

Yang Jiulang listened and nodded, then opened the car door to look at the interior. It had a large seven-seat layout, with zero-gravity seats in the second row, making you feel like you were lying on a cloud. Three large screens were lined up on the center console, maximizing the sense of technology.

"How much did this car cost?" Yang Jiulang asked.

"This advanced intelligent driving version has a list price of 62.98 yuan. With insurance and registration fees, the total cost will be around 64 yuan. If you order now, you can pick up your car before the Spring Festival."

The two women listening nearby were speechless. Hou Qinqin was almost in tears. She tugged at Yang Jiulang's sleeve and whispered, "Honey, it's 640,000! No, not 640,000! Where would we get that much money?"

Yang Jiulang chuckled, "Since you're giving me gifts, I should at least pick out a big toy I like, right?"

Lee Hyori knew he was joking with Hou Qinqin, and she also knew he was learning to drive so he could buy a car, but she never expected it to be so expensive and luxurious.

At this point, Yang Jiulang asked the salesperson, "Are you sure we can get the car before the Spring Festival?"

The salesperson replied seriously, "Sir, yes, that's definitely possible. We can include that in the contract."

Yang Jiulang thought to himself that they were more reliable than a certain car company, and nodded, saying, "That's it then, let's pay the deposit!"

The salesperson was taken aback. Wait, so quick? Could this be an impulse buy?

"Sir, wouldn't you like to learn more? Or perhaps take a test drive?"

"No need," Yang Jiulang shook his head. "I'm taking my driver's license test, and I haven't gotten it yet."

"Sir, we can arrange a driver for you. You can bring a friend along for a ride."

"Thank you, but no need. I've been researching this car online every day, so I feel very confident about it."

"Thank you for your trust, this way please."

Half an hour later, I paid the deposit and signed the contract and other formalities.

The salesperson escorted the three to the door and sincerely asked, "Gentlemen, would you like us to send you home?"

"We haven't finished shopping yet, let's wait and see, thank you," Yang Jiulang said.

"Okay, feel free to contact me if you need anything. Take care!"

As they walked out of the store, Hou Qinqin and Li Xiaoli were still in a daze.

"Honey, did you really buy it?" Hou Qinqin asked in disbelief.

"The contract was signed, how could it be fake?"

"More than 600,000 yuan..." Hou Qinqin murmured to herself, "I would never dare to dream of such a thing."

Lee Hyori looked at Yang Gu-rang thoughtfully, hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jiulang asked her.

Lee Hyori opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Yang Jiulang understood her concerns and smiled, saying, "Hyori, don't worry. Although I work on construction sites, all my money is earned honestly."

Lee Hyori then nodded.

"Let's go," Yang Jiulang glanced at the time; it was almost midnight. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go eat."

The two women followed him up to the fourth floor of the mall and found a Russian restaurant.

The decor was very exotic, with matryoshka dolls and Russian landscape paintings hanging on the walls, and the waiters dressed in traditional Russian clothing.

The three found a seat by the window. Yang Jiulang flipped through the menu: "One tomahawk steak, one borscht, a Russian kebab platter, caviar flatbread..."

Hou Qinqin, listening nearby, was drooling and whispered, "Honey, are you going to order everything from the menu?"

"I'm happy today, so I'll eat more."

After the food was served, the three of them ate with great relish. The steak was grilled to a perfect crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, with juices oozing out with every cut; the Russian-style kebab platter contained lamb, pork, and chicken, all marinated to perfection; the caviar flatbread was savory and delicious, and absolutely wonderful with sour cream.

Hou Qinqin, her mouth greasy, mumbled, "Honey, the feeling of this penis bursting in my mouth is so wonderful."

Yang Jiulang spat out a mouthful of juice into the bowl and glared at her: "Eat less meat."

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of meat and put it into Lee Hyori's bowl: "Hyori, eat more, you're too thin."

Lee Hyori smiled gently: "Thank you, big brother. You eat too. You work harder than us."

Hou Qinqin rolled her eyes at Lee Hyori: "Sis, what are you doing? That's my husband! You trying to seduce him?"

Lee Hyori blushed, "Eat yours, silly girl."

After finishing their meal, the three of them strolled around the mall to digest. As they passed a nail salon, Hou Qinqin stopped and stared intently at the nail art samples in the window.

Yang Jiulang looked at her hands. Her nails were very long, and the manicure was already patchy. Several of the decorations on her nails had fallen off, making them look tacky and cheap.

"Want to redo it?" Yang Jiulang asked.

Hou Qinqin withdrew her hand shyly: "Never mind, I'll just take a look..."

Without saying a word, Yang Jiulang pulled the two of them into the nail salon.

The shop wasn't large, but it was tastefully decorated, with photos of various nail art designs hanging on the walls. A woman in her thirties, with big, wavy curls and dressed fashionably, sat at the counter. She immediately stood up when she saw a customer enter: "Welcome! Would you like a manicure?"

"Make one for my sister, oh no, make one for both of my sisters." Yang Jiulang pointed to Hou Qinqin and Li Xiaoli.

Hou Qinqin covered her mouth in surprise, afraid that she would rush over and call him her husband.

Lee Hyori whispered, "Big brother, I think I won't do it."

"Just doing it for fun. I'll see if it looks better on you, since your fingers are long."

Lee Hyori blushed slightly and obediently nodded.

The two women went behind the small curtain.

Yang Jiulang sat on the sofa and scrolled through his phone for a while, feeling bored.

I stood up and strolled around, and saw a job posting in the shop: "Hiring nail technician apprentices, female, 18-25 years old, no experience required, training guaranteed, salary negotiable."

A thought suddenly struck him. He glanced at Hou Qinqin, who was getting her nails done, and then at the job posting.

"Boss, are you hiring apprentices?" Yang Jiulang walked to the front desk and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, you want to recommend someone?" The proprietress looked him up and down. "Or is it your girlfriend who wants to learn?"

"Yes, it's that short girl who does manicures inside. She's loved manicures since she was little and always wanted to learn how to do it."

The proprietress nodded: "She seems quite clever. If she's willing, let her come and learn. The apprenticeship lasts a month, the tuition is six thousand, and two meals are included. After she learns, she can stay and work as a nail technician, with a starting salary of four thousand."

Yang Jiulang was secretly delighted; this job was practically tailor-made for Hou Qinqin. She had no education or skills, but she loved tinkering with things that were considered girly, so doing manicures was the perfect fit for her.

"Okay, I'll talk to her about it later."

After paying his tuition, Yang Jiulang went out for a while and came back with a cup of high-end coffee, which he handed to the proprietress: "Sister, my sister hasn't seen much of the world, so I'm entrusting her to you."

The proprietress smiled at Yang Jiulang: "You young man, you're so good to your sister. Don't worry, I'll take good care of her."