He opened the car door, acting just like a doorman.
When Xia Liang and Su Yi got out of the car, they were a bit perplexed to find a man waiting for them.
Seeing their confusion, the man in the suit quickly put on an obsequious smile.
"Hello, sir. I’m Qin Fen, the manager for Lamborghini’s auto show exhibition. We’re honored that you could attend," he said, his eyes filled with expectation. "Would you two like to see our booth? We have new models out."
Unlike some cities where you see people in flip-flops buying supercars, Qingyun City was different. Here, the scions of wealthy families were the primary customers for sports and luxury cars. Whoever managed to win them over, won the sale. This was especially true for someone like Xia Liang, who drove a top-of-the-line Lamborghini.
"Sure, no problem." Xia Liang was happy to have a guide and take things easy.
Qin Fen was overjoyed. He quickly turned, bowing and scraping as he spoke. "This way, please. May I ask for your honored surnames?"
Xia Liang remained perfectly composed. "You can drop the honorifics. My surname is Xia."
It was clearly Su Yi’s first time being treated with such deference, and she was a little nervous. "You can drop the honorifics... my surname is Su. Right, Su." As she said this, Su Yi remembered something. "My phone is live streaming. Am I allowed to broadcast inside?"
Qin Fen naturally had no objections. "Of course, that’s no problem at all."
Su Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Qin Fen’s fawning behavior, the viewers in the live stream felt a wave of revulsion.
"So this is how sales managers act in front of rich people?"
"Damn it! The last time I went to a dealership, the salesman just casually brushed me off."
"Well, they’re professionals. They can tell if you can afford it just by sizing you up."
"Ugh... I’m so jealous! As expected of a God of Wealth. The manager himself opens the door for him the moment he arrives."
Watching Xia Liang and Su Yi walk over, Yang Li was completely dumbfounded.
How is this possible?! It’s really them?
Her mind was in turmoil. Just moments ago, she’d been mocking them, assuming they were riding some dinky little scooter that could only fit two. But it turned out they were in a supercar!
Remembering her earlier arrogance, Yang Li desperately wished she could find a hole to crawl into and hide.
Please don’t see me! Please don’t see me! Yang Li prayed inwardly over and over.
But, as the saying goes, your worst fears are often realized. Xia Liang suddenly spotted Liu Wei.
"Hey, buddy, you made it!"
Compared to the mortified Yang Li, Liu Wei was much more relaxed. "Yeah, I got here a little while before you."
"Want to go in together?" Xia Liang offered.
"Nah, I think I’ll head in a bit later." Liu Wei waved his hand dismissively before pointing somewhat sheepishly at Xia Liang’s car. "Heh heh, I was hoping to take a few pictures."
Xia Liang wouldn’t look down on someone like that. The guy was straightforward and didn’t sweat the small stuff. If you like something, you go look at it. In fact, Xia Liang’s opinion of him improved.
He patted Liu Wei’s shoulder. "Alright then, man. We’ll head in first."
"Sure." Liu Wei waved back.
As for Yang Li, Xia Liang had ignored her completely from start to finish.
After Xia Liang went inside, Liu Wei raised his DSLR camera, ready to take some photos.
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"Photos, photos, photos! What’s so great to photograph? Look at him! So young and already driving such a nice car, while all you have is this shabby Mercedes. Can’t you have a little ambition?"
Seeing her outburst, Liu Wei merely shot her a look. He didn’t say a word and went back to photographing the supercar. It was his hobby.
But Yang Li wasn’t having it.
"I’m talking to you, Liu Wei! You’ve gotten bold, haven’t you? How dare you ignore me? I can’t live anymore! Let’s break up!"
She crossed her arms and turned her head away, fully expecting Liu Wei to come and console her like he always did. It worked every time, even when she snuck out to go clubbing and came home late. All she had to do was turn the tables and pretend to be angry, and he would come running to appease her.
This time, however, she was sorely disappointed. Liu Wei didn’t even turn his head, his focus still entirely on photographing the car.
"What?" This wasn’t what she expected. Yang Li was stunned.
Seething with rage, she pointed a trembling finger at him. "What did you say, Liu Wei? You have the guts to say that again?" By the end of her sentence, her voice had become a shrill screech.
Only then did Liu Wei stop taking pictures and turn to look at her. His gaze sent an icy chill through Yang Li’s entire body. She had never seen him look at her like that before. It was as if he were looking at a complete stranger, and it made her skin crawl.
"You... you..." Yang Li was at a loss for words.
"Heh..." Liu Wei let out a soft, cold laugh. He wasn’t an idiot. He’d seen the way Yang Li’s attitude toward Xia Liang changed the moment he asked for directions. He saw it all, yet his expression remained unchanged.
Liu Wei spoke softly, "Do you know why I never get angry, no matter what you do? Why I’ve never once said anything, even when you’re constantly out clubbing all night?"
Yang Li swallowed hard, asking subconsciously, "W-why?"
"Because I don’t care," Liu Wei said, a wide grin spreading across his face. "You’re my girlfriend, yes, but that’s all you are. I was never going to marry you, so I didn’t care what you did." As he spoke, he spread his hands in a gesture of indifference.
His words struck Yang Li like a bolt of lightning. She remembered all the times she’d complained to her friends, calling Liu Wei a pushover who never dared to stand up to her. It turned out it was all just because he didn’t care.
"So, there it is. You’ve made me unhappy, and now I’ve made you unhappy. Let’s call it even and go our separate ways. It’s for the best if we never see each other again."
With that, Liu Wei turned and walked into the auto show.
Yang Li finally snapped back to her senses and frantically tried to chase after him, but a security guard blocked her path. Unlike Xia Liang, she couldn’t just walk in. She needed a ticket to enter, and Liu Wei had it.
Blocked by security, Yang Li shrieked in fury, "Liu Wei! You’re a scumbag! I hate you!"
Liu Wei, who was already inside the exhibition, heard her shout but only sneered in disdain. That woman’s ability to play the victim is truly something else.
Qin Fen obsequiously led the couple forward. As they entered the main gate, he said, "Would you two care to try your luck at our prize draw? The grand prize is any car in the entire exhibition, completely free!"
Of course, he knew perfectly well that winning the so-called grand prize was practically impossible. It was just a marketing gimmick he was using to open the conversation.
However, Xia Liang’s interest was piqued.
"Oh? A free car?" A smile played on his lips.
This is almost getting embarrassing for them!
Seeing that Xia Liang was interested, Qin Fen quickly explained the rules. "All you have to do is purchase any vehicle, regardless of price, to be entered into the draw. A computer will generate a random eight-digit number. If it matches the last eight digits of your ID card, you win!"