Chapter 100: An SVJ, over ten million, right?
“Sir, this Aventador is sharper, bolder, perfect for the modern elite. Priced at 7.3 million.”
“But… we just received something even rarer, a custom SVJ!”
“That rear wing? One-of-a-kind. Only… it’s pricier. Twelve million, drive-off today.”
Li Mo checked the SVJ’s base price on his phone. Accurate.
“Done. Draw up the contract.”
“Will you be financing…?”
“Full payment. Can I take it now?”
Another stunned pause.
“Absolutely! All paperwork’s prepped, temp plates ready. Sign, and it’s yours.”
Even as Li Mo drove the SVJ off the lot, the manager remained dazed.
“Is he… a billionaire’s son? Twelve million, no hesitation?”
“Did I undersell? Should’ve quoted higher…”
As Li Mo turned the corner, Su Xiaoxiao, still parked in her Ferrari, spotted him.
The distance blurred details, but that posture, that confidence…
It’s him. Driving a Lamborghini.
The effortless cool he exuded outclassed even her.
Her mind blanked. Defenses crumbled.
A Lamborghini? Even the “cheap” Huracán started at three million. The Aventador? Seven to eight.
Li Mo couldn’t afford this even if he sold his house.
Shock. Regret. Insecurity. Emotions collided violently within her.
She slumped over the steering wheel, hollow.
How… HOW is he driving a ten-million supercar?!
Unaware of Su Xiaoxiao’s meltdown, Li Mo felt zero attachment.
At most, they were acquaintances now.
She no longer held sway over his heart.
Cruising Shencheng’s streets in the open-top SVJ, he drew every eye.
Though he didn’t rev aggressively, the low growl of the engine magnetized pedestrians.
“This SVJ handles beautifully.”
He’d always wanted a convertible. Today, that dream materialized.
“Only downside, the hardtop’s manual. Gotta stash it in the frunk.”
Lamborghini’s design ruled out soft-tops, but the hardtop’s aesthetics more than compensated.
After thirty minutes of leisurely driving, he’d fully bonded with the machine.
Passersby snapped photos incessantly.
Had he been stationary, women would’ve mobbed him for contacts.
Pulling up to his office, he spotted his Rolls-Royce just arriving.
Ma Tengyun stepped out, eyes widening.
“Holy, Boss Mo! You bought a supercar?!”
He circled the SVJ, awe-struck.
Pure envy radiated from him.
“An SVJ, over ten million, right?”
Zhang Zhidong circled the Lamborghini, inspecting every angle, his eyes gleaming with admiration.
“I’ll probably never afford a car in my lifetime. What a shame… I’ve always dreamed of owning a supercar.”
Li Mo, Ma Tengyun, and Zhang Zhidong headed into Blue Ocean Tower.
“Don’t sell yourself short. Even Zhidong and Zeng Liqing will be able to buy one easily in the future.”
“You know how valuable Tencent’s shares are now, don’t you?”
Ma Tengyun’s face lit up with excitement. Of course, he knew his equity was worth a fortune! The rıghtful source is 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽