Jiangdong District, Hongyuan Road.
Inside a luxury brand auto dealership, the lights are bright and the space feels open.
In the massive showroom, brand-new luxury cars are displayed like works of art.
"Please take a look, this sports sedan is equipped with a 3.0T twin-turbo engine, featuring our brand’s renowned sports tuning. The maximum horsepower reaches 400, and it accelerates from zero to 100 kilometers in only 4.5 seconds."
"Whether for city commuting or occasionally wanting to experience the thrust, this powertrain is more than sufficient..."
A female sales consultant, attired in a professional suit and smiling, was eloquently introducing a blue sports sedan.
Fang Cheng listened quietly, his gaze calm, showing little emotion.
Standing beside him, Zhou Xiumei seemed somewhat nervous. She gently tugged at Fang Cheng’s sleeve and whispered:
"Brother Cheng, this car might be too fast, not safe. Should we... maybe look at something else?"
TODAY she was wearing a simple white dress, with long, smooth black hair draped over her shoulders.
Despite not wearing makeup, her pure and sweet visage shone brightly under the lights.
But her expression was slightly restrained, clearly not yet accustomed to this atmosphere.
The sales consultant’s gaze skimmed over the couple, maintaining her enthusiasm.
Though the young man and woman seemed plainly dressed, not like traditional luxury car buyers.
But with years in the industry, she knew better than to judge based on appearances.
Moreover, the man was handsome and composed, the woman was charming and graceful, both exuded extraordinary charisma and were definitely not ordinary people.
"You can take your time to learn about it; there’s no rush at all."
She said with a smile.
Fang Cheng moved his gaze from the sports sedan to other strikingly styled cars in the showroom.
Since dealing with Scorpion, his account now held nearly two million in savings, not counting the antique shop dividends and task residuals.
With such financial capability, buying a building might not be possible.
But purchasing a million-dollar luxury car certainly wasn’t an issue.
Today, Zhou Xiumei’s music training class was on break, so he invited her to join him in making a selection.
"Sir, may I ask what your main requirements for a car would be? Do you prioritize performance or comfort?"
"I can recommend the most suitable model based on your needs."
After waiting a moment, the sales consultant asked appropriately.
Fang Cheng pondered briefly and said:
"I often have to go to the countryside, where the road conditions might not be great. So the car needs to be durable and spacious."
"Well, sir, you’re asking the right person!"
The sales consultant’s eyes lit up, skillfully guiding them to a jet-black SUV.
"This ’Pathfinder’ flagship version is tailor-made for your needs!"
She opened the driver’s door and enthusiastically showed:
"You see, this car has the highest ground clearance in its class. Forget driving in the suburbs, it can even tackle steep slopes with ease. You don’t have to worry about scraping the chassis; drive boldly."
"Space is its forte, moreover."
She opened the backseat door, revealing a spacious interior:
"This car has a six-seat layout. The whole family can sit comfortably without feeling cramped, and the third-row seats can fold completely flat, almost like a smooth bed."
The sales consultant glanced at Zhou Xiumei’s innocent face and playfully blinked:
"You two seem to be looking to buy a wedding car, right? This rear space is ample enough to fit two baby strollers; traveling with babies would be a dream!"
Hearing this, Zhou Xiumei’s cheeks instantly blushed with embarrassment as she hurriedly turned aside, instinctively avoiding Fang Cheng’s gaze.
"Check out the trunk!"
The sales consultant seemed oblivious to her embarrassment and proceeded to the car’s rear, pressing the electric opening button.
The gigantic trunk slowly opened.
"The regular volume is 438 liters. That might sound abstract, but simply put, you could bring the whole family’s luggage for a long drive, and all those big bags will fit without feeling cramped."
Hearing "large trunk," Fang Cheng’s eyes sparkled, as he approached for a closer look.
The sales consultant keenly noticed this detail and, delighted, invited them more enthusiastically:
"Why don’t you both sit inside and experience it firsthand?"
Fang Cheng and Zhou Xiumei complied, sitting respectively in the driver’s seat and the second row.
The leather seats felt finely soft, with cushioning and support perfectly balanced.
Moreover, they featured independent airline seat design, not only wide armrests but also electric leg rests.
"How is it? The riding experience is akin to first-class on a plane; luxurious and comfort levels are maxed out."
The sales consultant’s voice carried a hint of pride:
"Our model is technically mature, with very low failure rates, and maintenance is extremely convenient, truly combining practicality and luxury to perfection. For successful individuals focused on family and practicality, this is undoubtedly the best choice."
Fang Cheng, seated on the comfortable chair, ran his fingers along the wood paneling on the door, surveying the luxurious features inside.
A full LCD instrument panel, a large touchscreen control center, all giving off a strong sense of technology.
Though its exterior is less conspicuous compared to a sports car, the interior’s luxury is unmistakable.
Fang Cheng turned to ask Zhou Xiumei for her opinion.