Chapter 431: Chapter 212: Skipping the Appointment
Lin Shen had a racing license, so he could take the Ferrari SF90 to the track and do laps whenever he wanted.
As for so-called "flexing," the time wasnât right for that yet.
Lin Shen felt that only after he had truly built up his company, Shennan, would he flex without restraint. After all, heâd have the foundation to back it up then.
For now, it was better to be low-key.
So, Lin Shen drove his Ferrari SF90 down to the underground garage and parked it next to his Jaguar XFL.
No.1 Courtyard allocated parking spaces based on the transaction price of the apartment, at a rate of one spot per ten million.
Therefore, Lin Shen had three parking spaces in total, just enough for his Jaguar XFL, Ferrari SF90, and the soon-to-be-delivered Maybach S680.
âThe Maybachâs production is a bit slow, though!â
âIsnât it off the assembly line yet?â
Lin Shen shot a quick question over his phone, and Song Xue replied immediately.
[Salesman Song (Maybach): President Lin! Your Maybach S680 arrived at the dealership yesterday! Weâre currently preparing the paperwork and the handover ceremony. I completely forgot to notify you in advance, my sincerest apologies!]
âItâs here!?â
Lin Shenâs eyebrows shot up. He hadnât even come down from the excitement of getting the Ferrari SF90, and now here was another huge surprise!
âItâs finally been built!â
âI remember ordering it at the end of last month. It mustâve been over half a month...â
âThat took long enough!â
Lin Shen typed back.
[Lin Shen: Itâs fine. When can I pick up the car?]
[Salesman Song (Maybach): Anytime!]
[Lin Shen: Tomorrow, then.]
[Salesman Song (Maybach): Of course! We look forward to having you pick up your car tomorrow, President Lin! We will be ready and waiting for you all day! (Confetti)]
[Lin Shen: Okay, Iâll pay the remaining balance now.]
[Salesman Song (Maybach): Understood! Thank you for your trust in us, President Lin!]
This time, Lin Shen didnât use the Dream Vehicle Card MAX to make the payment. After all, a Maybach S680 worth just over four million wasnât worth it.
Heâd probably only consider using it for a luxury car worth tens of millions.
[Construction Bank: Your account ending in 7946 was debited RMB 2,600,000 on 09/17 at 12:08. Current balance: 24,700,000]
After paying the final balance, Lin Shen let out a long sigh. He made a point of sitting in the driverâs seat of the Jaguar XFL to experience its unique interior one last time.
From now on, this car would probably be "retired."
For business meetings, Lin Shen could drive the Maybach S680; to take a girl out and show off, heâd use the Ferrari SF90.
Those two cars alone covered all his daily driving needs, so the Jaguar XFL would probably remain parked in this cramped, dim underground garage forever.
To be honest, Lin Shen felt a little reluctant to let it go.
After all, it was an old buddy that had been with him for over a month, traveling all over the place with him.
âThis feels way worse than being a scumbag player!â
You could always sweet-talk a girl.
But a car just sits there. Even if youâve completely abandoned it, it remains unfailingly loyal, ready to charge into battle at any moment and become the foundation for your comeback.
"I wonât sell you, anyway."
Lin Shen patted the steering wheel, accidentally pressing the horn. The Jaguar XFL let out two honks, as if responding to him.
This brought a knowing smile to Lin Shenâs face, and he immediately buckled his seatbelt.
"Alright, old buddy, letâs go for one last spin! Then Iâll fill up your tank, and you canât blame me for not driving you after that, okay?"
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The former Meow Star, now the flagship store of Shennan Pet Society.
As usual, Lin Ping was getting ready to leave the store to pick up Anan from school.
Today, however, an uninvited guest arrived.
"Ping!"
Carrying a large bouquet of roses, Shen Mingchuan walked into the store and immediately spotted Lin Ping doing the accounts at the front counter. He jogged over excitedly.
"I came to pick you up!"
"Who told you to come here?"
After a brief moment of panic, anger flared in Lin Ping. She shot Shen Mingchuan a fierce glare, then turned and walked toward the back of the store, not even wanting to acknowledge him.
Seeing this, the surrounding employees cast curious glances their way.
âIs that someone pursuing the store manager?â
âThe manager really has a lot of Charm!â
âHe came all the way to the store to pick her up after work.â
âBut doesnât he know the manager belongs to President Lin?â
The employees wore strange expressions, but Shen Mingchuan reacted quickly, hurrying after Lin Ping and asking in confusion.
"Arenât we supposed to be getting dinner tonight?"
"Didnât I say Iâd come find you after eight? What are you doing at my store?"
Back in the office, Lin Ping plopped down into her office chair, spun around, and stared coldly at Shen Mingchuan, her eyes narrowed.
âPresident Lin was right!â
âShen Mingchuan really did show up to corner me after work!â
"I just missed you, so I came."
Shen Mingchuan gave a sly chuckle and placed the flowers on her desk.
"You have to go pick up Anan in a bit, right? Let me come with you! I have a car, I can give you a ride."
"As if I donât have one."
Lin Ping snorted, which made Shen Mingchuan freeze for a second before he asked in surprise.
"You bought a car?"
"And why couldnât I buy a car?"
Lin Ping said sarcastically.
"I asked you to buy one for me before, to make it easier to pick up Anan from school, but you wouldnât. Now that I have one, whatâs it to you?"
"Nothing, nothing!"
Shen Mingchuan quickly waved his hands, forcing a placating smile.
"I was just worried youâd get ripped off! You donât know anything about cars, why didnât you tell me when you were buying one? I could have helped you look it over."
"I donât need your help."
Lin Ping stood up and left the office.
"Iâm going to get Anan. You can go wait at the restaurant."
"Let me go with you. Besides, itâs been a long time since Iâve seen Anan."
"I said! Donât! Bother!"
Lin Ping spun around. Her tone was suddenly forceful, her eyes filled with an icy chill.
"After I get Anan, I have to come back to watch the store. Donât interfere with my work!"
"Whatâs so great about this job anyway."
Shen Mingchuan muttered under his breath. He didnât know if it was because they hadnât seen each other in a long time, but he suddenly felt that Lin Ping was different from before.