Chapter 129

Tang Feng was taken aback when Da Huzi asked if he wanted to sell his car, “You want to buy it?”

Da Huzi chuckled, “I can’t afford it, but I have a friend who’s been looking to buy a sports car recently. If you’re thinking about selling, I could put you in touch with him.”

Tang Feng looked at him impassively, “How much is your friend willing to pay?”

“I just gave him a call, and he’s willing to offer… four million,” Da Huzi hesitated before quoting a figure.

“Four million?” Tang Feng couldn’t help but laugh. His Ferrari F8 was the latest model, and it was equipped with the best features, easily worth no less than five million on the road.

Four million? He really had the nerve to ask.

Da Huzi hurriedly explained, “Your car is second-hand after all, so the price obviously can’t be the same as a new one. Besides, you only spent fifty thousand to win the auction. To turn around and sell it for four million is a huge profit. And there’s more, the licensing and annual inspection for imported cars are quite a hassle. It might be better to just take the money and buy a domestic or joint venture car…”

He rambled on, listing a whole bunch of problems.

Tang Feng really didn’t feel like listening anymore and cut him off with a wave of his hand, “Even if it’s a second-hand car, it hasn’t been driven a kilometer. And you’re trying to knock a million off the price? Don’t say I spent only fifty thousand, even if I’d spent five thousand, that would be my skill. As for the registration…”

He paused there, considering the actual hassle.

Indeed, as he knew, the paperwork for an imported car could be quite troublesome.

“That’s easy, I’ll make one phone call and get it sorted for you,” Xu Xinling said, walking over and speaking casually.

Da Huzi turned to look at her, “Young lady, aren’t you boasting a bit much? It’s not easy getting plates for an imported car. You can handle it all with one phone call?”

Xu Xinling didn’t bother explaining much, she just pulled out her phone and dialed a number, “Hello, Mr. Liu? It’s Xinling. I need a small favor from you…”

Two minutes later, she ended the call and looked up at Tang Feng, “Drive to the vehicle administration office this afternoon, and look for a Deputy Director Wang. Just say I sent you, and he’ll take care of all the formalities for you.”

Da Huzi was speechless, shocked into silence.

She had actually managed to get this difficult task done with just a single call?

Who exactly was this girl?

No matter who she was, clearly she was not someone he could afford to offend.

Without saying anything more, he had his men go and find a barrel of oil for Tang Feng and then returned to auction off the remaining two containers.

“Xinling, thank you,” Tang Feng expressed his gratitude to Xu Xinling.

“I did you such a big favor and all you do is thank me with words?” Xu Xinling pouted unhappily.

“Then how else would you have me thank you? I can’t very well offer myself to you, can I?” Tang Feng couldn’t resist joking.

“Dream on,” Xu Xinling glared at him, pointing to his sports car, “Take me for a spin. I want to be the first woman to sit in your passenger seat.”

“Uh…”

Tang Feng glanced at Song Lele to see a hint of threat in her eyes.

The sports car could only carry one person, and no matter who he chose, he would upset the other.

If he dared to fulfill Xu Xinling’s wish now, it would surely be like setting off a bomb.

“Um… some other time. I have some things to take care of today. Next time I’m free, I’ll treat both of you to dinner and take you for a drive, alright?”

He added the oil to the tank and then got back into the cockpit, starting the car.

“Vroom…”

The engine of the Ferrari F8 roared to life, an exhilarating sound.

He couldn’t believe he was driving such a high-end luxury car so soon, his palms sweating with nerves.

With his rookie driving skills, it would be quite a challenge to handle this supercar.

He simply accessed the system mart and redeemed a Driving Proficiency Lv1.

It set him back a full three hundred thousand, more expensive than buying the sports car itself.

“Congratulations, Host, on successfully redeeming Driving Proficiency LV1. You now possess amateur top-level driving skills. A friendly reminder from the system: there are countless roads, but safety comes first. Unruly driving leads to tears for loved ones…”

He felt the system was being a bit chatty today, closing the page before the prompt finished.

A flood of information about driving skills then poured into his brain.

He reached for the roof button, and the top of the sports car immediately retracted.

“Never driven a sports car before? Do you even know how? Want me to show you?” Xu Xinling walked over, ready to see him make a fool of himself.

“Vroom!”

Without a word, Tang Feng just grinned and the Ferrari shot off like a bullet.

It zoomed far ahead in the blink of an eye.

“Cough cough…” Xu Xinling was suddenly eating Tang Feng’s exhaust and shouted after him, “Tang Feng, you wait for me!”

The crowd at the scene had lost all interest in the auction and watched enviously as Tang Feng sped away.

To look at him: arriving empty-handed and leaving in a sports car.

How enviable and jealousy-inducing!

…

Tang Feng made a trip to the vehicle administration office.

Sure enough, as Xu Xinling had said, when he mentioned “Director Liu”, the Deputy Director Wang personally took him through the procedures with utmost respect.

When he left the vehicle administration office, a license plate was already fixed on his car.

He was considering where to take a spin when suddenly he received a call from an unknown number.

Upon answering, a refreshing voice came from the other end, “Hello Mr. Tang, this is Mao Anyi.”

Tang Feng was startled upon hearing the voice, “Miss Mao? What can I do for you?”

“I would like to invite you for tea, if you have some free time?” Mao Anyi revealed her intention.

“For Miss. Mao to invite me for tea, I’d have to make time even if I had none,” Tang Feng replied amiably, smoothing the unfamiliarity between them.

“Good, I’ll be waiting for you at the Zhonghai Clubhouse.”

After Mao Anyi finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

The thought of Mao Anyi’s alluring presence from the day before got Tang Feng’s blood racing, and he quickly started the car.

The Ferrari F8 turned into a red lightning bolt, weaving into the traffic.