Chapter 599: Chapter 598: It Would Be Great If He Could Save Himself
Everywhere else, they dread customer requests, treating them as a nuisance, but who would have thought that the Death Club would actually welcome customer demands!
No wonder they’ve become the biggest in the industry!
Beside him, Qin Cheng: …
Miranda, not overthinking it, excitedly went to test drive the car that had become available.
And Lu You, not needing to bring his own car, wisely decided to teach Miranda how to drive, giving Chi Guihe and Fu Si some private space.
In the end, it left Qin Cheng all alone: …
He silently moved further away, minimizing his presence.
Chi Guihe and Fu Si walked up to the race cars, but she didn’t rush to choose one. Instead, she arched an eyebrow at Fu Si.
Fu Si leaned back against the car, crossing his long legs, his dark eyes tinged with ink and laughter as he watched Chi Guihe.
It seemed like he was always waiting for Chi Guihe to take the initiative to ask.
But Chi Guihe just gave him a glance and then opened the door to the car beside her and got in.
Fu si, who had been waiting for Chi Guihe to ask a question so he could coolly reveal his identity, was left hanging: …
Seeing Chi Guihe already driving onto the track, he let out a soft click of his tongue, got into a car, and chased after her.
Mr. You, with a beauty in his arms, completed a loop and came back to find that five of his high-end race cars, parked to one side, were gone, and his expression instantly darkened: “What’s going on?”
His subordinate immediately explained how the person in charge had forcibly taken away five race cars earlier.
The beauty, after hearing this, covered her mouth with her delicate, boneless hand and lightly chuckled: “Mr. You, it seems the little leaders in this club don’t take you seriously at all!”
Hearing such mockery from a beautiful woman, Mr. You felt like he couldn’t save face, and angrily kicked a staff member next to him: “Call your supervisor!”
The staff member, not daring to delay, hurriedly summoned the supervisor.
The moment the supervisor arrived, Mr. You started berating him: “Didn’t I say I needed twenty cars this time? Who gave you permission to take them without authorization?”
The supervisor, having just returned from dealing with Chi Guihe, with cold sweat still not dried on his face, was also annoyed: “Mr. You, we have a VIP guest in the club this time that even you shouldn’t mess with. You’d better calm down! Otherwise, if you really upset this big shot, even your uncle will be dragged into it!” ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
The supervisor’s words were quite impolite.
Mr. You, already feeling like he’d lost face, grew furious at these words.
He sneered and pulled out his phone, dialing a number in front of the supervisor: “What a novelty! It’s the first time I’ve heard that there’s someone in this club my uncle can’t afford to offend! I’d better have a good talk with my uncle, so he doesn’t accidentally rub someone the wrong way!”
The supervisor held back his words at a glance from Mr. You, ultimately remaining silent.
When Manager Tang had come to find him a while ago, although he didn’t specify, he did mention that this VIP guest could decide the club’s future development!
One should know that the Death Club operates on a veto system; though there are several other shareholders, they can only offer suggestions. The real decisions are made by that almost never-seen behind-the-scenes BOSS!
Just thinking about the implication in Manager Tang’s words made the supervisor break out in a cold sweat.
Right now, he was just glad to keep his own job and truly had no energy to worry about the fates of others.
In a little while, Mr. You got through the call. With a mocking look in one eye, he spoke to the person on the other end: “Uncle, today I came to watch the races and play with the race cars, but I keep getting pushed around and my cars taken by another group. When I sought out the club’s manager to reason with them, they said this group is untouchable even by you! You’d better be careful!”