182: That must be a salesperson.

“Could it be… the big-haired guy in the neat suit at the security booth?”

Someone pointed at Li Wei in the distance, a hint of confusion in his voice.

This big-haired man was precisely the General Manager of Maybach’s South China region, and also the one who was eager to personally deliver a car to Jiang Feng…

Li Wei was wearing a black suit, and the fabric looked quite good.

His hair was slicked back and shiny, without a single stray strand, and he wore a red tie, standing next to the security booth…

He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, indeed looking different from the residents of the community, more like a significant figure.

The speaker was Old Man Zhang, a retired teacher living in Building Three of the community. His hair was gray, he wore a pair of bronze-rimmed reading glasses, and clutched a curled-up newspaper in his hand.

Every morning, he had a habit of reading the newspaper at the community entrance…

Today, he had originally come to wait for the morning bus to go play chess in the park, but he was attracted by the Maybach and ended up standing there for half an hour.

Old Man Zhang had spent his life teaching and educating, and he was most skilled at observing people’s words and actions…

He felt that someone standing next to a multi-million dollar luxury car, dressed so formally, must either be the owner or an attendant of a big shot.

Looking at Li Wei pacing with his hands behind his back, he had a bit of a boss’s demeanor, which is why he couldn't help but make a guess.

Old Man Zhang squinted at Li Wei and said:

“Look at his suit… the fabric doesn’t look cheap, the tie is perfectly tied, his hair is so slick a fly couldn’t land on it, and he’s standing there pacing with his hands behind his back, occasionally checking his watch… Isn’t that the image of a big shot?”

But then he thought again, and it didn’t seem right…

Why would an owner stand in the sun while a car worth tens of millions sat empty?

It was over thirty degrees Celsius, with heatwaves sweeping through!

Moreover, Li Wei’s gaze at the car carried a hint of cautious reverence.

It wasn't like looking at his own possession; it was more like guarding someone else’s treasure, afraid of damaging it…

Old Man Zhang rolled the newspaper into a tube and gently tapped his palm, his confusion growing deeper.

He had lived for over sixty years and seen many situations, but such an expensive car parked at the entrance of an old community, accompanied by a “mysterious attendant,” was truly a first.

He even began to speculate whether there was some big shot hidden in the community, living a low-key life, who had only revealed his wealth today?

But he had lived in the community for ten years, knew everyone’s situation perfectly, and had never heard of anyone who could afford a Maybach…

“I don’t think so… That’s definitely a salesperson, standing there like a grandson… He’s clearly here to deliver the car!”

No sooner had Old Man Zhang finished speaking than Old Uncle Wang, who sold fruit nearby, took over the conversation.

As he spoke, he rapidly peeled an apple with the fruit knife in his hand, the apple skin coming off in a thin, long, unbroken strip.

The peeled apple was even specially cut into small pieces and placed in a disposable container…

This was prepared for his regular customers who would come to buy fruit later…

Old Uncle Wang had sold fruit at the community entrance for five years; what kind of people hadn’t he seen?

From neighbors in slippers to bosses in suits, he could get a general idea with just a glance.

He glanced at Li Wei, pursed his lips, and continued:

“Big shots don’t look like that, you just haven’t seen enough!”

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【Day nine in the black room, still not out o(╥﹏╥)o】