129: Chapter 129 I'll Fight to the End!

Unless Pusilin could produce billions of Euros on the spot.

But that was probably impossible.

Even his family might not necessarily have that much money.

"Hello, sir. The original price for this specially customized bulletproof Volvo is ten million USD."

"But if you are genuinely interested, I can apply for a discount for you."

The beautiful saleswoman looked at Shen Zhou with great enthusiasm.

She had originally thought Pusilin was a real second-generation rich kid.

But now it seemed that guy wasn't even fit to carry Shen Zhou's shoes.

She really was going to catch her soulmate this time!

"What? Why didn't you say there was a discount when I asked just now? You bitch, you did that on purpose, didn't you!"

Pusilin broke down and immediately started cursing.

"Hey, Pusilin, that's where you're wrong. Why are you yelling at the saleswoman? It just shows how lacking in class you are."

"When you're out and about, can you try to save some face for Russia? I really don't know what to do with a guy like you!"

Shen Zhou deliberately sighed with a laugh, though he was already bursting with laughter inside.

"Mind your own damn business! I'll say whatever I want!"

"I suspect you two have been in cahoots from the start, deliberately trying to humiliate me!"

Pusilin's chest heaved violently, and bloodshot veins began to appear in his eyes.

"You really don't have the qualifications to make me waste my energy on you."

"Dealing with you is just a trivial matter."

Shen Zhou turned his head away, not wanting to look at the idiot any longer.

"Miss, ten million is nothing. No need to apply for a discount, lest some people get desperate and do something rash. Let's just swipe the card on the spot!"

Shen Zhou glanced at the guy again.

"Wait! Who said I wasn't buying it? I'm going to secure this car today!"

Pusilin took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and stepped forward, clenching his fists.

Looking at Shen Zhou's annoying face, he wished he could lunge forward and land a few heavy punches.

But noticing that the venue security personnel were already approaching, he held back.

"Oh, you really have the guts to compete with me."

"Then I'll start the bidding: 15 million USD."

Shen Zhou curled his lip, completely indifferent.

The thing he feared least was a bidding war.

"I bid 20 million! Damn it, I'm going to see this through to the end with you today!"

Pusilin's voice went up an octave, attracting quite a few onlookers.

Gradually, the crowd of onlookers grew larger.

"I bid 20 million!"

Shen Zhou held Juliana's hand and casually tossed out a number.

"25 million!"

Pusilin shouted angrily.

"I bid 30 million!"

Shen Zhou called out the new number again.

"Keep going, Pusilin. If you keep bidding, you'll be reaching my bottom line soon. You know, I'm just an ordinary person with a bit of money; I can't compare to a famous young master of a prestigious family like you."

Shen Zhou couldn't help but tease him.

He felt that Pusilin was becoming more and more interesting.

The guy's eyes were wide with rage, looking like a bull in heat that couldn't find any release.

"40 million USD!"

Pusilin gritted his teeth as he shouted the number.

As soon as he shouted it, he felt like his heart was bleeding.

But regardless, he had to win back this breath of pride!

"Oh, Pusilin, you've really improved a bit. Can you play for such high stakes now?"

Shen Zhou shook his head, speechless, and his expression gradually turned cold.

"I've said it before: don't use your family assets to challenge my pocket money!"

"I bid 50 million USD!"

Shen Zhou's resonant voice echoed through the venue.

At this moment, Pusilin was completely stunned on the spot.

50 million USD was already five times the original price.

This number had completely shattered his values.

Originally, when he shouted 40 million USD, he was already forcing himself into a corner.

He hadn't expected Shen Zhou to call out an even higher price without any pressure.

What exactly was this Chinese man's background?

Even if you're rich, you can't be this wasteful.

Is your money blown in by the wind, damn it?

Actually, this guy guessed right in the end; the money really was blown in by the wind.

It was even easier than being blown in by the wind.

"Only 50 million USD, and you don't dare to keep up?"

"Is this what you meant by seeing it through to the end?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems I overestimated you!"

Shen Zhou deliberately clicked his tongue in mock pity.

"Shut up! You spent such a high price to buy a bulletproof car that was already overpriced."

"Do you know this thing only sells for one million USD on the official website?"

"You paid fifty times the price, damn it! You're the real idiot!"

Pusilin pointed a finger at Shen Zhou.

Although he hadn't successfully outbid this damn Chinese man, he could still be stubborn.

I'd like to see who the people around here think is the real idiot!

Hearing this, Shen Zhou couldn't help but sneer.

"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you; 50 million USD is just a small number to me."

"And you are greatly underestimating the quality-customized bulletproof model."

"This car is not something that can be compared to the common goods on the official website."

As he spoke, Shen Zhou reached out and pulled open the Volvo's door.

What was presented before everyone's eyes was an exaggeratedly mechanized interior.

Every single part inside this car was cast as a single piece.

It's no exaggeration to say that unless there was an immense, instantaneous external force that could crush the entire car flat.

Otherwise, this car would never fall apart.

Even at the instant of a massive impact, the car's contact point would instantly redirect the external force to the ground.

And the energy dissipation percentage reached an astonishing 70 percent.

This was completely USA black technology!

"Idiot, didn't you read the manual issued by the organizer before buying the car?"

Shen Zhou rebuked him unceremoniously.

On the private jet, Shen Zhou had already read the manual issued in advance by the organizer.

The manual contained information about this special bulletproof Volvo car.

Therefore, at least in his view, this car was definitely not an IQ tax.

Moreover, he didn't even have to spend money to buy the car; he was purely making money!

Pusilin was so angry his face turned green; he clutched his heart and couldn't speak for a moment.

"Alright, get lost. Don't affect my car buying!"

Shen Zhou waved his hand impatiently.

The beautiful saleswoman had already efficiently taken the card and finished most of the relevant paperwork.

"Mr. Shen, we also provide vehicle delivery services for you."

"Where would you like this car to be shipped?"

The beautiful saleswoman asked enthusiastically, her hands folded over her lower abdomen in a highly professional posture.

"Don't worry about it yet. I still have to buy some other things, I'll let you know when the time comes."

Shen Zhou handed a business card to the saleswoman in front of him.

The beautiful saleswoman respectfully accepted the business card with both hands, not daring to disturb Shen Zhou any further.

A handsome man who could spend 50 million USD just to win an argument.

And one who came from that mysterious country, China.

Such a person was definitely not someone she could afford to provoke.