Chapter 47 The Boring Life of the Rich
Chapter 47 The Boring Life of the Rich
“Today is really weird, why are all the people in the village so enthusiastic when they see me? Yang Chen from the convenience store at the entrance of the village even gave me a pack of Huazi for free. I didn’t want it, but he forced it into my hand and I couldn’t get rid of it.”
"And there's a Ferrari parked outside our house."
"There are so many strange things happening today."
After saying that, Father Yang poured a cup of hot water from the table and gulped it down.
Mother Yang couldn't help but smile.
"That's because your son is capable."
Father Yang scratched his head and looked at Yang Xiaofan in confusion.
"What? You became the emperor?"
Yang Xiaofan was a little amused.
"I think there has to be that opportunity."
"That's true. Then what's wrong with you? How can the people in the village respect me so much?"
Yang Xiaofan pursed his lips.
"Nothing much, I just bought a Ferrari."
“Puff! Cough, cough, cough…”
Father Yang spat out all the tea. Because it was too intense, he coughed violently twice, choking and making his face red and his neck thick.
Not caring about his shock, he widened his eyes and looked at Yang Xiaofan like crazy.
"Don't tell me that the Ferrari outside is yours!"
Yang Xiaofan spread out his hands.
"Although I don't want to admit it, it is the truth."
Father Yang took a deep breath, and after being stunned for more than ten seconds, he quickly ran outside, opened the door of the Ferrari and got in.
“My son drives a Ferrari?”
"My son can actually afford this car?"
"My son is so promising?"
Father Yang asked questions excitedly, as if he himself couldn't believe that he would give birth to such an outstanding son.
Yang's mother followed and pulled him out.
"Look at your silly look, don't damage your son's car, it's such an expensive car."
"Yes, yes, it can't be damaged."
Father Yang nodded repeatedly, but looked at the car with envy.
Men are hard to resist cars.
Yang Xiaofan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"It doesn't matter. The car isn't that easy to break. Besides, even if it is broken, it was my dad who broke it. What's the big deal?"
"Yes, it's my son's car, what's wrong with me bumping into it?"
Father Yang said this with great pride.
However, even after saying it, he did not run into the car and fumble around like he did before, but stood outside and watched.
Obviously, deep down, he didn't want to damage his son's car.
Yang Xiaofan's eyes turned, and he immediately thought of something, and smiled:
"By the way, Dad, Mom, today is Mid-Autumn Festival. I'll take you to the city to buy some things. I didn't buy you any gifts when I came back."
"My family, what gifts do you want?"
"You've raised me for so many years. Now that I can earn money, you should at least let me show off."
"Okay, let's go to the city this year."
Father Yang nodded in agreement, and Yang Xiaoqing cheered excitedly.
"Great, let's go to the city. Brother, I want to eat hot pot."
"no problem."
Yang Xiaofan drove his own car, then found a taxi and rushed towards the city.
Instead of going out to play first, he brought his family to the Mercedes-Benz store in the county town.
This type of directly-operated store is usually a fourth-tier store in the city, which is opened for exhibition and sales in the county in order to increase sales.
The store will also have some new cars for sale.
When they saw Yang Xiaofan driving here, the whole family was confused.
"Xiao Fan, what are you doing here?"
Yang Xiaofan smiled and said:
"Doesn't my dad like cars? I'm going to buy him a car."
Father Yang's body trembled and he was shaking with excitement.
Mother Yang immediately said:
"Why buy him a car? He's already so old, isn't it a waste of money to buy him a car? You should keep the money and focus on your career."
Although Father Yang was excited, he also spoke:
"Yeah, I'll just ride my motorcycle."
Yang Xiaofan smiled and said:
"Your motorcycle is almost falling apart. You can throw it away. Besides, we need a car for traveling."
"Then you don't have to buy a Mercedes-Benz, it's so expensive."
"Your son drives a Ferrari, so how can you drive a Volkswagen? Come on, let's go in."
Having said that, Yang Xiaofan pulled his parents into the exhibition hall without further ado, while Xiaoyun and Xiaoqing followed behind excitedly.
Although Yang Xiaofan bought a Ferrari, he couldn't stay at home every day.
But if dad buys a Mercedes-Benz, then they can ride in it every day, hehehe.
"Hello, sir, are you here to buy a car?"
Naturally, the sales staff in small counties are not as good-looking as those in northern Jiangsu, and their reception services are not as standard as those in northern Jiangsu.
But Yang Xiaofan came here to buy a car, not to sell it.
"What are the highest-level cars in your showroom?"
"Oh, the most advanced car in our showroom is the Mercedes-Benz E-Class. Because we are just a direct-sale store, we don't have high level authority. However, if you want to order an S-Class, we can also transfer a car from the city."
Yang Xiaofan frowned.
He was not very satisfied with the Mercedes-Benz E. Since he was buying a car for his father, he had to buy a better one.
At this time, his eyes fell on an imported GLE whose film had not yet been removed.
"How much does this car cost?"
In the same class, SUV is definitely more expensive than sedan.
The salesperson still smiled and said:
"This car is a GLE-class SUV, and it's the 3.0 version. With the decoration and options, the price is yuan."
“Then I’ll take this car.”
The salesperson was stunned for a moment, then immediately responded with an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, sir, this car has already been reserved by our client."
"I'll give you 10,000 yuan privately. You can try to mediate with the client. There aren't so many rules in a small county. I think you should be able to handle this little matter."
"Hi~!"
The salesperson couldn't help but take a deep breath, then his face lit up with joy, and he immediately said respectfully:
"Then I'll go discuss it with the manager."
After saying that, she immediately stepped on her high heels and trotted towards the office.
Normally this situation would be very troublesome, but Yang Xiaofan was too generous.
Originally, she could get a commission of a few thousand yuan from selling this car, but if she bought Yang Xiaofan, she would not only get a commission, but also an extra ten thousand yuan. That's why Shabi would be unwilling.
Father Yang was a little excited, but still persuaded:
"Xiao Fan, isn't this car too expensive? I can just buy a Volkswagen. This car is so expensive, what if it gets bumped into or scratched?"
"Okay, Dad, don't worry. I'll take care of everything. If you get banged up, I'll buy you a new one."
Father Yang shuddered and wanted to say something, but nothing came out, only his eyes were a little red.
It feels so good to have a rich son!
(End of this chapter)