"My husband and I are here to buy a car! What brought you here? Are you thinking of buying one, or are you just here to feast your eyes?"

The woman named Xue Ting was full of mockery in her words. She gave Ye Feng a once-over, and when she saw his Versace outfit, her mouth curved up even more:

"Wen Lan, and here I thought you were really lofty and disdainful towards men! Turns out you also fish for sugar daddies, no wonder you're at the car show! So, what kind of car is your sugar daddy planning to gift you? Let me help you give it some thought!"

Xue Ting instantly assumed there was something between Ye Feng and Wen Lan. Since she had numerous conflicts with Wen Lan, she naturally wouldn't miss a chance for retaliation.

Hearing his woman's words, the corpulent man finally took notice of Ye Feng. His gaze turned chilly, and his expression somewhat darkened:

"Wen Lan, when I was pursuing you, I was ready to gift you a car worth over two hundred thousand! You were so disdainful. What can this sugar daddy offer you?"

This fat man was also one of Wen Lan's countless suitors who, in pursuit of Wen Lan, had taken dozens of flights back and forth, all for the sake of winning her over.

Cars, flowers, rings...

He gave her anything valuable, yet Wen Lan still looked down on him!

It was only after Xue Ting used some tactics that he finally gave up on Wen Lan and got together with Xue Ting.

Also because of this, Xue Ting held exceptional jealousy towards Wen Lan; even now, in the eyes of this fat man, she still couldn't compare to Wen Lan.

Listening to their words full of mockery, Wen Lan's face turned incredibly ugly:

"Don't talk nonsense. Ye Feng isn't a sugar daddy, he's my friend, and he's come to help me choose a car!"

Wen Lan had always been harassed by Xue Ting at the airline company. She could bear that, but she couldn't stand these two insulting Ye Feng.

After all, it was a private matter between her and the two of them, and it had nothing to do with Ye Feng!

Ye Feng had been quietly standing aside, watching with an amused expression, especially after hearing the term "sugar daddy," he touched his nose and let out a light chuckle.

"Buy a car? You?"

When Xue Ting heard Wen Lan actually wanted to buy a car, a sneer instantly appeared on her face:

"Wen Lan! Cut out the act of being wealthy! Don't I know you? Your monthly salary isn't even ten thousand yuan, and you send eight thousand to the countryside every month to buy medicine for that waste of a brother of yours. Where will you get the money? Even the cheapest car here costs several tens of thousands. Do you really think you can afford one with your measly one or two thousand yuan of living expenses?"

Xue Ting and Wen Lan were colleagues and knew each other's circumstances all too well. She was aware of Wen Lan's financial struggles, still living in a dilapidated low-rent housing until now.

If Wen Lan claimed she had money to buy a car, Xue Ting would probably laugh her teeth off. At this moment, as if she had thought of something, the corners of her mouth twisted, and the playful look in her eyes intensified:

"Right! You haven't been moonlighting as a call girl, have you? If that's the case, I can believe you might afford a car!"

Xue Ting's words were somewhat malicious, causing Wen Lan's pretty face to turn ashen, and she found herself unable to speak.

But after Ye Feng heard these words, the smile on his face stiffened, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

A woman can be acerbic and mean, and that might be forgivable, but she should never be malicious!

Malicious women are the most detestable to Ye Feng. In his eyes, they are like flowers growing in a sewage ditch, reeking from head to toe.

Ye Feng took a step forward, ready to speak, but at that moment, he suddenly felt like he was being watched.

Hmm?

Ye Feng's brow furrowed as he turned to look towards the second floor of the exhibition hall.

The second floor housed the event's organizers and investors. The people there were senior executives from each car sales company present at the exhibition. At this moment, in one of the rooms, several men kept glancing in this direction.

"It's him!"

Seeing the leader of the group, Ye Feng was taken aback, and then he remembered the name of the automobile exhibition hall he had seen when he entered. His expression turned strange.

It was Wu Hai, the Kowloon Gang leader from the 999 Bar, who was on the second floor!

And the name of this car exhibition was—999 Automobile Expo!

"This car exhibition is actually related to that old man Li Jiu! Heh, it seems this guy is starting to whitewash himself!"

When Ye Feng looked towards Wu Hai on the second floor, Wu Hai had already noticed him, his eyes full of intense heat, respectfully bowing to Ye Feng as a salute.

Seeing this, Ye Feng knew that Li Jiu must have told Wu Hai about him. He didn't mind and just shifted his gaze to Xue Ting and her companion, a playful look flickering in his eyes.

"Aren't the cars here just a couple thousand bucks each? We can afford them!"

At a moment when the atmosphere was a bit stiff, Ye Feng scratched his head, then took a step forward, stood in front of Wen Lan, and said directly to Xue Ting and her companion.

Huh?

Xue Ting and her friend were stunned, nearly thinking they had heard wrong.

"Damn! A few thousand bucks for a car? Do you think they are made of plastic?"

At this moment, Xue Ting's impression of Ye Feng plummeted, and she was somewhat unable to discern whether he was pretending or genuinely clueless.

Ye Feng scratched his head and then pointed at one of the sedans, saying, "Doesn't that car have a price tag? It's only two thousand bucks, nowhere near tens of thousands!"

Uh...

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Xue Ting and her friend turned to look in the direction Ye Feng was pointing. The sight made them burst into laughter!

"Haha... Kid, you're hilarious! Santana 2000! You're too damn talented!"

The fat man nearly choked with laughter, now realizing that the well-dressed young man was actually a complete ignoramus who knew nothing!

To think he could utter such a moronic statement about the price of a Santana 2000 being just two thousand!

"Haha... That Mercedes over there is even cheaper, isn't it written on the sign? Mercedes 600! Just 600 bucks needed, 1400 less than this Santana!"

Xue Ting couldn't stop laughing either, doubling over as if she was looking at an idiot while regarding Ye Feng.

It wasn't just them; even Wen Lan felt bewildered, not understanding what Ye Feng was up to.

"Ye Feng, you..."

Wen Lan even began to doubt if Ye Feng knew anything about cars at all; otherwise, he wouldn't have said such things.

But just as she was about to say something, Ye Feng stopped her, and then with a smile said to Xue Ting and her friend:

"Thanks for the reminder, naturally, one should buy the cheaper cars when available!"

After finishing his sentence, Ye Feng pulled Wen Lan towards the Mercedes display.

"He's really going?" Xue Ting exchanged a glance with her man at that moment, and then she understood—this guy was a thorough idiot.

"Let's go! There's fun to watch!"

A mocking, teasing smile sprang up on the lips of both, and they quickly walked over to the Mercedes display area.

Xue Ting gave Wen Lan a scornful look, then, pulling her husband along, ran to join in on the excitement!

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