Their flight attendant group often posted these kinds of part-time job opportunities. They considered themselves a cut above the rest, looking down on roles like event hostesses and feeling such part-time jobs werenât prestigious enough.
These kinds of part-time gigs usually appeared at property openings or during peak sales seasons for high-end cars.
The main appeal was the elevated status and the chance to mingle with wealthy crowds, potentially landing a rich husband or a generous sugar daddy.
The commissions were decent, but making money often came with being taken advantage of. If the price was right, many wouldnât mind a fleeting romance to help things along.
"Teacher, how are you doing with it?" Nancy asked instinctively.
Aside from turning to prostitution or being kept, these were two of the quickest ways to make money. At least whether one lost their virtue depended on their mood, though anyone not prepared to be taken advantage of had better not bother.
"Just getting by!" Teacher Blanche suddenly said with a suggestive look. "Nancy, honestly, Iâve seen your wedding photos. This isnât your husband, is it?"
"How could you tell?" Nancy retorted.
"Your husband looks thin, bony, and not very tall. This guy is at least half a head taller than you, and though he looks lean, he probably has muscle."
"Not to mention, the more you look at him, the more pleasing he becomes. He isnât even dressed upâwith a little effort, heâd definitely be handsome."
While they were gossiping, Luis and the technician had already driven the car to the back for inspection. Licensed display cars were one thing, but test-drive vehicles were anotherâevery detail had to be scrutinized.
"So professional!" Teacher Blanche narrowed her eyes. "Nancy, Iâve seen plenty of half-informed relatives tag along, and Iâve seen professional mechanics help with car purchases, but none of them were like him."
Nancy replied somewhat guiltily, "Whatâs different about him?"
Teacher Blanche smiled. "Itâs definitely different. Clearly, youâre the one buying the car, yet heâs inspecting everything so meticulously. Itâs obvious heâs the one interested in the Cayenne. An ordinary mechanic wouldnât be this fussy."
"Besides, your husband didnât come with you to buy the car!"
Teacher Blanche examined her with a knowing smile. "Nancy, your relationship with this mechanic doesnât seem like just ordinary friends."
"Whatâs the issue?"
"Ordinary friends wouldnât care this much."
"And even though youâre the one buying the car, he hasnât once asked for your opinion. Itâs clear heâs the one calling the shots."
Blancheâs gaze was sharp. She took Nancyâs hand and said playfully, "Iâm not an outsider. You donât have to hide it from me, Iâve seen everything. Does this guy know youâre married?"
"He knows!" Nancyâs mind was in turmoil, and she truly didnât know how to explain.
Teacher Blancheâs expression was unmistakably suggestive. If she tried to explain that this was her brother-in-law, it would only make things messier and more open to interpretation.
"Oh, canât believe someone so young is into playing with married women."
Teacher Blanche chuckled and said, "That boy looks about your age, probably even younger than you. Nancy, youâre quite the cougar feasting on young grass, and youâve taken it to a whole new level."
Nancy is only a year older than Luis. The misconception might stem from her dressing in a sexy, mature style, while Luis maintains the casual, relaxed attire of a young man.
"Teacher, stop talking nonsense!"
"What nonsense? In a normal relationship, who would just buy you a car out of the blue and a Cayenne at that?"
Teacher Blanche lowered her voice and said, "Donât worry, I wonât tell your husband. I donât even know him, right? Thereâs nothing to be ashamed of admitting."
The more she tried to explain, the worse it sounded. Nancy was sweating bullets, unsure how to respond.
"Alright, heâs here now, so letâs drop it for the moment. Iâll reach out to you later."
Just then, Luis walked over. Heâd been under the car, so his face and hands were smudged with oil and dust, and even his clothes were stained in ways that wouldnât wipe off easily.
"Sister Nancy, the carâs fine itâs a brand-new display model. Iâve checked everything, and the odometer hasnât even been activated yet."
Teacher Blanche squinted with a smile. "Quite the professional. Of course the carâs in perfect condition. Why would I cheat my own student, right?"
"Exactly. Itâs fate that you two ran into each other like this."
Luis bantered with her for a bit before heading to the office with Nancy, who seemed to be in a daze.
"This is a mid-tier model, and all the licensing procedures are already handled. We just need your documents to process the ownership transfer. Our staff will take care of all the details."
Teacher Blanche picked up the documents and explained smoothly, "The price has been negotiated down to the minimum 101,000. The down payment would be 40,000, and the mortgage rate from our partner bank isâ"
"Full payment."
Luis cut in, "The interest on a mortgage is ridiculously expensive."
"That means a smaller commission. Sister Nancy, you ought to give your teacher a gift later to make up for it."
Teacher Blanche paused, then shot Nancy a deeply suggestive look.
Her eyes seemed to say, Keep playing dumb. Who decides whether to pay in full or get a mortgage when buying a car? What kind of car inspector has that kind of authority? You canât fool me.
"Why would the commission be lower if we pay in full?"
Nancy asked guiltily, avoiding eye contact.
"When it comes to car sales, the commission for a full payment is only slightly higher than for a mortgage, almost negligible. Compared to the bonuses banks give for arranging mortgages, itâs night and day."
Teacher Blanche laughed teasingly. "This young man is really thoughtful, so considerate."
Luis smiled faintly. "Youâre too kind, Teacher. Wouldnât want you to lose out, right?"
"Any woman with you is lucky, thatâs for sure."
Teacher Blanche smiled meaningfully, then asked Nancy to hand over her card. But after rummaging through her bag, Nancy frowned and said, "IâI think I left my card at the cafĂ©."
Teacher Blanche was instantly embarrassed, and the finance staff froze too, wondering if this plainly dressed couple was just wasting their time.
"We can look for it later. If itâs really lost, weâll just report it."
Luis shook his head, pulled out another card from his wallet, and handed it over. "Use this one."
"Of course!"
Teacher Blanche immediately beamed and bustled about enthusiastically. Nancy was stunned, her card was left at the cafĂ©, but her brother-in-lawâs other card actually had enough to cover the full price of a Cayenne.
Financial freedom... How much money does he actually have?
Teacher Blanche suddenly produced a wet wipe and handed it to Nancy. "Where are your manners? Help him clean up."
Only then did Nancy snap out of it. Turning, she saw smudges of dust and black oil on Luisâs face, clearly from when heâd crawled under the car earlier.
"Look how attentive he is. Youâyou should appreciate what you have."
Under the teacherâs suggestive gaze, Nancy didnât bother explaining and simply began wiping Luisâs face. They were all adults, and this wasnât exactly an intimate or ambiguous act.
Seeing sheâd finally come around, Teacher Blanche smiled and handed her the whole pack of wet wipes, fanning the flames further. "Nancy, youâre something else. Always so careless that wonât do."
Nancy rolled her eyes, knowing exactly what she meant, and continued wiping Luisâs arms.
Luis enjoyed his sister-in-lawâs ministrations without a hint of guilt. One look at Teacher Blancheâs expression told him everything. If she isnât explaining, why should I?
The moment 101,000 was swiped, the System suddenly dinged.
"Ongoing Mission: The Tall, Sexy Sister-in-Law... Strategy in progress, cutting corners, exploiting opportunities..."
Luisâs breath hitched. Then the System announced, "For strategic purposes, the amount is approved. Current total: 101,000."
In an instant, Luis jumped up and cheered, unable to contain his joy. He never expected the System to be this accommodatingâeven allowing loopholes.
Right then, he felt like kissing whoever was nearest. Everyone around was startled by his outburst, and Nancy looked completely bewildered.
"Sorry, sorry! I just didnât expect things to go so smoothly!!!"
After payment, the paperwork was quickly completed. The car was registered under Nancyâs name, all that was left was to wait for the documents to be delivered.
The car would stay at the store for tinting and interior work, which would take some time. There was no rush, so the two left by taxi.
Back at the cafĂ©, they found the card luckily. After it was returned, Nancy still seemed a bit out of it. "Brother-in-law, youâre really giving this car to Mom to drive?"
"Yeah, itâs about time she enjoys life a little."
Luis said it like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Nancy still found it hard to believe. "Does Lily know about this?"
"No. Big Sister, you have to keep it a secret, okay?"
"Arenât... arenât you afraid sheâll get mad?"
"Why would she be mad?"
Luis looked genuinely puzzled.
The more Nancy thought about it, the weirder it seemed. If it were Daniel who had money to buy her mother-in-law a car, sheâd have raised hell at home. What sane man spends that much without discussing it with his wife?
Even if itâs for his mother-in-law, not talking it over with his wife felt... off.
"Lily doesnât manage your money?"
Nancy couldnât help asking.
"She doesnât."
Luis stretched lazily, replying as if it were obvious. "I handle all these investments myself. She doesnât get it."