Chapter 147: I Give Up
Chapter 147: I Give Up
Tang Chen frowned. Who was this idiot daring to compete with him for the car he had set his eyes on?
With this thought, Tang Chen turned around and saw a young man coming out of the 4S store entrance. He had fair and clean skin and was quite tall. He looked around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, accompanied by two black security guards who appeared very capable in a fight.
“Another spoiled second-generation idiot looking for a beating.” Tang Chen recognized the scene at once—a rich kid loitering around on his father’s wealth—and his anger instantly flared up.
“Young Master Cang, it’s Young Master Cang.” A middle-aged man who seemed to know the young man walked over smiling and greeted him, saying, “Young Master Cang, are you here to buy a car today?”
The young man was named Cang Shihong. To put it simply, his name had no connection whatsoever to Wong Fei-hung. He was a typical spoiled second-generation heir who loved chasing women and showing off his wealth.
Because he often secretly recorded videos when he hired prostitutes, the girls in that circle gave him the nickname “Professor Cang.”
Cang Shihong’s father was extremely wealthy—so rich it was hard to describe exactly how much. He had grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth. Pampered by his parents and followed by sycophants at school, he developed an arrogant and overbearing personality.
“Yes, I recently found another hot babe. Her figure is just too good. So, I’m here to pick out a Christmas gift for her.” Cang Shihong declared arrogantly, paying no heed to the middle-aged man’s flattery.
“This car, I want it. It’s 8.88 million, right? I don’t need a discount; I’ll pay 10 million. I’ll settle the bill right now.” Cang Shihong walked straight up to the car and announced with great confidence, as if the car was already his.
The salesperson said hesitantly, “Sir, but this car has already been reserved by this gentleman first. Perhaps you could take a look at other models?”
Cang Shihong spat and patted his chest, exuding dominance as he said, “Bullshit! In this world, if I, Young Master Cang Shihong, want something, no one has the right to compete with me!” He glanced at Tang Chen, pointed at him disdainfully, and sneered, “So you’re the one trying to buy this car? Take a look at yourself—do you really think you can afford this car?”
Tang Chen’s face darkened with anger, and he laughed in fury. “What? Even an idiot like you can spend money to buy a car. Why shouldn’t someone as handsome as me be able to afford one?”
“You dare call me an idiot? Do you even know who I am? You’re looking for death!” Cang Shihong was enraged. No one had ever dared call him an idiot his whole life.
“An idiot will always be an idiot. Only an idiot would say something so childish. Why do people keep asking me ‘Who are you? Who are you?’ I don’t care who you are—if you offend me, you die!” Tang Chen said irritably. Ever since he got the System, he had been encountering more and more idiots.
Xiao Ruiqi walked over to Tang Chen with concern and said, “Young Master Tang, maybe we should just forget it. Let’s not buy it.”
“Forget it? It’s not that easy! Today, you bastard dared to insult me. I’ll make sure you learn your lesson!” Cang Shihong was fuming. After insulting me, you think you can just walk away? Like it’s some game with a prostitute? Put on your pants and leave? It’s not that simple!
Tang Chen pulled Xiao Ruiqi behind him, then grinned fiercely. “So what do you want to do? Fight me? Don’t blame me for looking down on you—with your build, I could take on ten of you.”
Cang Shihong scoffed, “Idiot, only those with no real skill resort to fighting these days. So you want this car, right? Fine. I just offered 10 million. If you can pay more than me, the car is yours!”
Hearing this, Tang Chen immediately laughed. So that’s how it is—this fool actually wants to compete with me on who has more money. Perfect. I’ve been hurting my hands from beating people up lately, so today I’ll play with him in a different way.
Tang Chen smiled casually and spread his hands. “Alright then. Salesperson Big Brother, this sale counts toward your commission, right? Today, please bear witness. This idiot and I will have a fair bidding war. Whoever offers the highest price gets the car. What do you think?”
The salesperson never expected a simple car exhibition to turn into an auction. He said hesitantly, “Well, I’m not sure if that’s appropriate.”
“There’s nothing inappropriate about it. I think this is the fairest way.”
“I agree. Since both of them want the same car, bidding is the best solution.”
“Salesperson brother, are you stupid? This is just an indirect way to increase your commission!”
Cang Shihong had no patience to wait. He said directly, “Enough talk. Let’s start. I already bid 10 million. If you want this car, make your offer.”
Tang Chen chuckled lightly and said casually, “Adding a few hundred thousand at a time is boring. Since we’re playing, I’ll play with you. From now on, I’ll add 10 million with each bid. If you dare, keep up. I bid 20 million.”
Everyone gasped again. In just a second, the price had increased by 10 million. It seemed both of these guys were loaded.
Cang Shihong hadn’t expected this guy to be richer than he thought. But it was fine—his father’s fortune was no joke either. He sneered, “You’ve got guts. I’ll keep playing with you. I bid 30 million!”
“40 million!”
“50 million!”
“60 million!”
“80 million!”
Tang Chen and Cang Shihong went back and forth, raising the bid. At first, Tang Chen only added 10 million each time, but toward the end, he started adding 20 million at once. In less than three minutes, the price of this Bugatti Veyron had gone from 8.88 million to 1.31 billion!
The happiest person was undoubtedly the salesperson. Happiness came too suddenly. Originally, the commission for selling such a car was about three percent. Now that the price had jumped from millions to billions, he estimated his commission alone would be nearly a million. He had struck gold.
The salesperson suddenly felt that his earlier hesitation was really stupid. When rich guys duel, it’s usually the little guys like him who benefit.
“300 million!” Tang Chen directly added another 200 million to the previous bid. He shrugged helplessly and said, “This little game of adding 10 million at a time is something I played often as a child. So boring. From now on, let’s add 200 million at a time. Do you still dare to play?”
Tang Chen’s show-off was quite refreshing. He had actually been an orphan as a child, but he spoke as if he were some wealthy eldest young master. Then again, no wealthy eldest young master he knew of threw money around like this.
Cang Shihong hesitated. He had thought that bidding up to 100 million would crush Tang Chen, but now the guy had raised it to 300 million. This price was starting to be too much for him.
His father doted on him, but not to the extent of letting him spend billions on a sports car for fun.
“You’re ruthless. I don’t believe you actually have that much money to pay.” Cang Shihong’s chest heaved with anger. He wished he could slap himself. Why did he have to suggest this? The idea was his, and if he didn’t keep playing, he would lose face.
“I know I’m ruthless. Don’t worry about whether I have the money or not. I’m just asking if you’ll keep bidding. If you don’t have the money, then hurry home and ask your mom for it. Stop pretending to be rich. Seriously, this is so dull. I thought you were a big shot, but now it seems you’re just a loser.” Tang Chen’s casual tone was overflowing with arrogance. His words were indeed infuriating. Damn, even if you’re rich, who spends billions just for fun? Do you think everyone in the world is Warren Buffett?
Cang Shihong suppressed the urge to vomit blood and roared, “Don’t provoke me! If you push me too far, I’m capable of anything.”
Tang Chen gave a smug smile and sighed. “So what if I provoke you? Will you bite me? A rabbit will bite when cornered, but what will a hamster like you do? Dig a hole?”
The word “hamster” completely set Cang Shihong off. Back in school, he had been mocked because of his surname. He never thought that even now, grown up, someone would still say this to him. He clenched his fists in fury, gritted his teeth, and snarled, “I bid 1 billion!”
Tang Chen pursed his lips, clapped his hands, and shook his head. “Not bad, not bad. Spending a billion on a car—you really are rich.”
“Stop your damn nonsense! Bid now!” Cang Shihong didn’t want to hear Tang Chen’s sarcasm and yelled at him.
“I…” Tang Chen dragged it out for suspense, then grinned and said, “I give up. I took a closer look at this car, and it’s really not worth that much.”
Pfft!
Cang Shihong spat a mouthful of blood toward the sky. Why did he feel like he had just been played for a fool?