"Hey, are you angry?" Wilbur continued to taunt Chuck.
Wilbur felt even more smug and satisfied. He had come here to show off and win the women over. Now that he had found Chuck, a potential punching bag for him, how could he let go of this opportunity?
"I can't believe you're angry at just one joke. Bro, just let loose when you are out to have some fun! You can't be like this!"
Chuck didn't say anything but continued to glare at him silently, and the room instantly fell silent! The atmosphere suddenly felt heavier in the room, especially between Chuck and Wilbur.
Zelda's eyebrows were already knotted together tightly as she said, "Wilbur Wendel, enough is enough!"
Wilbur shrugged and feigned ignorance. "I'm doing this for his own good. I mean, how can one car be enough for his use?"
"He doesn't need you to tell him to buy a car." Zelda retorted coldly.
"I already said, it's for his own good. If he doesn't want to buy it, then don't. Besides, if he can't even afford a car worth two million dollars, how dare he come here? Zelda Maine, you really have a bad taste in men!" After being criticized by Zelda several times, Wilbur couldn't help but feel embarrassed and he snapped back at her rudely.
Chuck was still silent. He looked once more at his phone that was vibrating furiously in his hand. It was a message from Charlotte Yates, who was asking him when he would drop by to pick up the car.
Chuck just happened to need a car urgently. He quickly sent over the location of the place he was at and asked Charlotte to send the car over.
After instructing Charlotte, he finally asked, "How much does your Cayenne cost?"
"Didn't I say before? It's less than two million! Do you want to buy it? No problem. I know a friend and he can give you a discount." Wilbur sneered.
Zelda came over and tried to assure him, "Chuck, don't argue with him. Your car is good enough, don't waste your money to buy another car."
"Thank you. I know what to do." Chuck smiled and said calmly.
Zelda was stunned by his rationality. Maybe she was too worried about him?
Quincy also looked at Chuck curiously, trying to guess what was up to his sleeve.
"What do you think? If you want to buy it, I can call my friend now. Just pay a deposit of 300 thousand and you can get the car tomorrow!" Wilbur teased. He didn't actually have a friend like that. If he managed to convince Chuck to buy the car, he would manage to reel in at least 50 thousand as the middleman.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered.
"Okay, but it's unfair if only I buy it and you don't!" Chuck smiled innocently.
"I already have one. Do you want me to buy the same one?" Wilbur frowned. What was Chuck trying to do?
"Nope, similarly I also happen to have a friend who sells cars. I can let her introduce a car to you. Since you have high standards, why don't you buy the same car like mine? What do you think?" Chuck asked.
"I didn't say that I wanted to buy a car!"
Wilbur's expression hardened. Although his family was affluent, he had been begging his father to buy this Cayenne for a long time. In addition, he already had a total of four race cars that cost over several hundred thousand dollars in just a month. How could his father buy him a new BMW 7 series when he just got his Cayenne last month?
"A BMW seven series can definitely match your class. Why don't we both buy a new car together? Didn't you say that I have to deposit 300 thousand dollars to you first? I'll transfer it to you now, and I'll come to find you to pick up that new Cayenne tomorrow!" Chuck took out his mobile phone and prepared to transfer the money to him.
"You're mistaken. I didn't say that I wanted to buy a car!" Wilbur was annoyed. How could he not see that Chuck was trying to sweet-talk him into buying a new car?
He was trying to drag himself down with him!
"You're not buying it? I'm afraid it's not a good idea. My friend is on the way, in fact, she'll be here soon. She's looking forward to it, do you want her to leave in disappointment?" Chuck shook his head in disapproval.
"I'll say it again. I'm not buying a car!" Wilbur glared at Chuck.
"You put it in such a nice way when you asked me to buy a car just now, so I thought you could buy a car at will too! Yet, you're backing off now when I have decided to buy the car and invited you to join me, don't you feel that that's unfair to me?" Chuck continued pressuring him.
Zelda chuckled, and all the other pretty ladies, including Quincy Lowe, all laughed.
Wilbur could only glare at Chuck, a fire burning in his eyes.
You don't even know about the Cayenne, you're just faking your wealth! Fine, let's see if you can really take out 300 thousand just like that.
"Of course! You can transfer 300,000 dollars to me now!" Wilbur sneered and took out his mobile phone.
Zelda was worried. Was Chuck really going to transfer 300 thousand to Wilbur as a deposit?
Chuck unlocked and swiped his mobile phone. He immediately entered a series of numbers, and then the password. The whole process was less than 30 seconds!
Ding!
Chuck Cannon took over the car keys while Zelda's eyes twinkled. Quincy couldn't help but whisper to the other ladies, "It's really the car keys to the BMW 7 series ...... His car was really under repair as he said ......"
"Who are Chuck Cannon's parents? They're too rich. He just bought a BMW seven series, and now he's buying a Cayenne. What in the world..."
"Sir, I'll go back first," Charlotte said. This kind of high-end place made her a little uncomfortable.
"Wait a minute." Chuck stopped her. Wilbur raised his hand and wanted to stop Chuck Cannon. However, since Zelda and the other beautiful women were here, he really couldn't say it.
"Is there anything else I can do for you, sir?" Charlotte asked curiously.
"It's not a big deal. One of my friends is interested in buying a BMW 7 Series like mine," Chuck said.
"What?" Charlotte was shocked. After all, Chuck Cannon had only bought his car a few days back. She had already had her fair share of glory the very first day she was at work. Since then, it's only been a few days, was she going to sell off another BMW 7 Series again?
If she really did, it would definitely cause an uproar in the store!
"Sir, are you joking?" Charlotte tried to dismiss Chuck's statement in doubt.
"No I'm not, here's my friend. Bro, you can transfer the money now!" Chuck signaled at Wilbur.
Wilbur gritted his teeth and said, "Miss, I'll transfer it to you now!"
"Come on, give her your WeChat." Chuck teased, a smile forming on his face. Charlotte came to her senses and realized that they really weren't joking. Chuck Cannon actually managed to strike another deal for her!
"Ah, please wait a minute!" Charlotte immediately unlocked her mobile phone. Wilbur's hands were trembling as he was transferring the money. What was he going to do about the rest of the money?
"Thank you! My name is Charlotte Yates. May I know your surname, sir?" Charlotte asked Wilbur politely.
"Wendel!" Wilbur's face was already as red as a tomato.
"Well, Mr. Wendel, please look for me in the store tomorrow. We have ready stock available for you!" Charlotte said.
"Sure!" Wilbur glared at Chuck, his eyes spitting fire. If looks could kill, Chuck would already be long dead by now!
Chuck Cannon ignored him and instead told Zelda that he had to leave as he had something to do: he had to go to Yvette Jordan's side! Zelda smiled and agreed. Before leaving with Charlotte Yates, he also bid Quincy Lowe and the other gorgeous women goodbye and walked out of the place. Wilbur clenched his fists and used an excuse to follow Chuck out. Unwillingly, he called out for Chuck, "Bro, wait a moment, I have something to tell you!"
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