Chapter 137: If You Have the Money, Then Buy It

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: If You Have the Money, Then Buy It

This mistress’s words were so offensive that even Song Xiaoru couldn’t bear to listen, let alone Song Xiaodong.

His eyes fixed on the mistress with a gaze resembling that of a wild beast eyeing a lamb, frightening her into stepping back as she said, "What now? Are you gonna hit me?"

Song Xiaodong snorted coldly and said, "Someone trashy like you isn’t even worth the dirt on my hands. I really don’t see how someone like you deserves anyone buying you a car."

The mistress arrogantly hugged the old man’s arm and said, "You think my husband is as poor as you? Right, honey?"

The old man puffed up his chest and said, "Of course, it’s just buying a car, no big deal."

Song Xiaodong sneered and said, "I’m impressed, really, to spend so much for a sewer rat."

The mistress glared and retorted, "My husband and I are truly in love. What do you know, right, darling?"

The old man, a real piece of work himself, was somehow charmed by the mistress. Puffing up his chest to show some machismo, he said, "Exactly, you two, stop doing fuck all here and don’t disturb us from buying the car."

At this point, the saleswoman with a melon seed face interjected, "Yeah, you guys should stop being a nuisance here. Su Ni, hurry and take them to look elsewhere, don’t interfere with my customers viewing cars."

Upset, Su Ni’s face turned red as she said, "I will report this to the manager."

The melon seed-faced saleswoman said disdainfully, "Go ahead, what good would telling the manager do? You’re just a rookie; I’m teaching you the ropes here, hmph!"

Seeing Song Xiaodong’s complexion getting worse, and although she was very angry herself, Song Xiaoru, who usually preferred to keep the peace, quickly took hold of Song Xiaodong’s hand and whispered, "Dongzi, let’s just forget it and check out some other cars."

Song Xiaodong gripped Song Xiaoru’s hand back and said, "Sister, I know what I’m doing. We can’t let certain people shit on our heads like this. Su Ni, go call your manager."

Su Ni, already feeling indignant inside, quickly agreed and walked briskly inside.

The mistress sneered and said, "Pssh, you really think you’re something special. Last time you knew the manager at the property showroom, I don’t believe you know the manager here too. Come on, if you’ve got the guts, let’s see you pull off another ’winning the lottery’ stunt. I’ll give you that much, honey, let’s just watch what he can do with the manager here. Let me tell you, this guy’s a real poser. He got one over on us last time."

The old man said, "Well, we can’t let him fool us this time."

Song Xiaodong laughed coldly and said, "You two had better be prepared for the consequences of provoking me."

Song Xiaoru, somewhat worried that things were getting out of hand, felt a sense of security from the determined look on Song Xiaodong’s face—he truly had the air of a man about him.

The mistress, with a dismissive twist of her lips, said, "Look who’s getting all worked up. I’ve annoyed you, so what can you do? If you’re capable, buy the car—there it is, if you’ve got the money. If not, stop putting on airs and go buy your trash cars."

At that moment, Su Ni arrived with a man in his thirties—the manager of the place.

After arriving, the manager smiled and said, "Everyone who comes here is a guest of our dealership, and we treat all our guests equally..."

The mistress, hearing the manager’s words, immediately protested, "Listen, Manager, do you even know how to do business? We’re genuinely here to buy a car, we’re your God, and they’re just here to ogle at luxury cars. Why bother with them?"

The manager smiled slightly and said, "This is easy to sort out. If you’re really looking to purchase this car, we won’t let others test-seat it. If you aren’t interested in buying it straight away, then later when we have new stock, naturally we can’t stop other customers from looking at our cars."

This manager did have some skills; his response had stumped the mistress. She had coaxed this old man into buying her a car, but despite his financial means, there’s no way he would consider purchasing the Ferrari 599 for her—an entirely imported model with a price tag of nearly Five Million.

She was just a mistress; even the old man’s biological son would hardly be willing to spend that much.

Song Xiaodong looked at the mistress and said, "Well, buy it then. If you do, we’ll leave without another word. You can’t afford it and you’re posturing?"

The mistress, not to be outdone, glared back and said, "We just haven’t taken a liking to it yet. You think you’re so great at posing? If you’re so capable, you buy one and show us."

As if provoked, Song Xiaodong said, "What if I do buy it?"

"If you buy it, then I’ll call you daddy!" the mistress retorted dismissively.

"If you were my daughter, I would have squashed you with a slap by now. No, at the start, I would have aimed for the wall, so you wouldn’t even be here making a fool of yourself."

"Well, buy it then, buy it, let’s see how you want to deal with me."

"Alright, I’ll have you crawl on the ground and bark like a dog!" Song Xiaodong snorted.

"Sure, if you can buy this car, I won’t just bark like a dog; I’ll even pee on the floor like one. But what if you can’t buy it? What then?"

"If I don’t buy it... hmph, then I’ll bark and pee like a dog, just like you."

"Alright! Go ahead and buy it. Everyone, watch this. This poor sod’s gonna buy this Ferrari. Haha... I can’t wait to see how he’s gonna pee like a dog—let everyone have a good look."

Song Xiaodong glared and said, "Alright, let’s see who ends up peeing like a dog. Su Ni, draw up the contract, I’m buying this car right now."

Su Ni was taken aback and didn’t know what to do at the moment. Song Xiaoru turned pale and hastily said, "Dongzi, drop the matter."

Song Xiaodong immediately responded, "I can’t let this go, I must have this out, I’m buying this car." He deliberately argued with the woman, intending to purchase the car as a gift for Song Xiaoru. Otherwise, she would definitely not agree to buy such an expensive car. And if he could also use the opportunity to deal with that despicable mistress, it was a win-win situation.