25: Chapter 25 The Intimidating Power of Supercars and License Plates

International Finance Center, the Magic City's most prestigious large-scale comprehensive shopping center, gathers many well-known domestic and international brands. As long as you are rich enough, you can buy anything you want here!

The reason Qin Yi chose to come here was, on one hand, that he indeed wanted to buy some gifts for his parents.

Since his dad's company went bankrupt, his mom, who used to love beauty so much, no longer paid much attention to skincare and maintenance.

Last night, when he left his hometown in Jingnan, he noticed that his mom's previously jet-black hair had actually turned somewhat white. Moreover, her complexion was not as good as before, becoming a bit sallow, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were increasingly obvious.

His dad, needless to say, had aged visibly.

To earn more money to pay off debts, his dad worked several jobs alone; he had become darker and thinner, and his former big belly had disappeared.

Seeing his dad so hardworking every day, Qin Yi had once asked him if he felt such a life was bitter.

His dad just smiled and patted his stomach, replying and said Dao in a forcedly open-minded manner: "It's not bitter... look, even the beer belly that followed your old man for so many years has been reduced! It's great; this is what they call 'money can't buy being thin in old age'!"

However, when his dad said this, the smile on his face was as fake as could be, unable to fool even a three-year-old child.

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As for the other hand, Qin Yi was quite familiar with the International Finance Center; during his years at school in the Magic City, he had frequently come here with Su Mo for dining and shopping.

Furthermore, an even more important point was that the International Finance Center was very close to the Shenjiangwan Community, only a five-minute drive away.

If Xu Qian's favorability could reach 90 tonight, perhaps she would take the initiative to ask to go home with him?

Of course, dear readers, do not misunderstand; Qin Yi had no bad intentions, he simply wanted to see his building a bit sooner, as well as that super penthouse of over 900 square meters on the top floor...

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The underground parking lot of the International Finance Center has three levels. To reflect the mall's high status, there is an unwritten rule: luxury cars below the million-level cannot park on Basement Level 1!

This was unavoidable; after all, this was the Magic City. Among the people who could come to shop at the International Finance Center, how many were short of money? Any random car would cost over a million.

Although the mall's actions were somewhat snobbish, for those ordinary working-class consumers, it was actually a form of disguised protection.

Think about it; if you accidentally scratched some luxury car next to you while parking just to go shopping at the mall, paying until you were bankrupt would really not be worth it.

So, when Qin Yi's Bugatti supercar had just entered the underground garage, a uniformed staff member was already waiting respectfully at the corner of Basement Level 1.

The staff member's duty was to lead the car owners to park in spaces matching their vehicle's value based on the worth of the cars entering the mall's underground garage.

The staff member walked quickly, leading the way in front of the Bugatti, while Qin Yi slowed down to follow behind.

Although there were many empty parking spaces along the way, the staff member still insisted on leading this Bugatti to the SVIP parking space at the mall's escalator entrance.

The mall entrance in the underground garage had four-sided transparent glass doors; guests coming up the escalator from Basement Level 2 and 3 could see this Bugatti supercar parked in the SVIP parking space at a glance.

Therefore, the SVIP parking space was not for just any car; it had to be a supercar worth tens of millions or an ultra-luxury brand like Rolls-Royce to be allowed to park there.

The staff member first moved the red isolation barrier of the SVIP parking space to the side, then stood respectfully to the side, waiting for the Bugatti to finish parking.

Qin Yi had God-level Driving Skill at his disposal, so he naturally did not need the staff member's guidance, nor did he need any reversing camera. Coupled with the exceptionally spacious SVIP parking space, Qin Yi parked in one go, perfectly.

The car parked and the engine turned off, the scissor doors on both sides quickly rose up.

Qin Yi walked to the front of the car, nodded to the staff member who had helped him park, and casually said thank you.

The staff member seemed not to have expected that this young owner of a Bugatti would actually say thank you to him, so he looked a bit surprised. After a moment of being dazed, he hurriedly replied: "N... no problem, this is all part of my job!"

At this time, Xu Qian also arrived at Qin Yi's side with her bag slung across her shoulder.

Subsequently, the two of them stepped into the mall side by side.

Looking at the backs of the two as they departed, the staff member's eyes were full of envy.

A handsome man and a beautiful lady, a luxury car and a beauty; how could it not make one feel envious.

Until the figures of the two disappeared, the staff member did not leave.

He was seen pulling the isolation barrier back over, surrounding the Bugatti supercar on all sides, then pulling out his phone and taking several photos in a row with a 'Click, click...'. Finally, he adjusted the angle and took a selfie for himself before finally leaving contentedly.

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At the same time.

At the entrance of the Shenjiangwan Community's underground garage, a line of fifteen luxury cars was neatly arranged in a queue, waiting for the community property management to grant passage.

It was currently the evening rush hour, and there were already many vehicles returning to the community; in a short while, the road in front of the community garage was completely blocked.

Among the owners who could live in the Shenjiangwan Community, who was not either rich or noble? Naturally, they had seen many luxury cars. There were plenty of people with money willing to show off, but showing off shouldn't block the road.

For a time, the sound of honking from behind was continuous.

There were even owners with explosive tempers who could not swallow their Qi and got out of their cars to step forward and argue!

A bald man got out of a Land Rover off-road vehicle in a rage, cursing and swearing: "Blocking the damn road, I want to see which son of a turtle is blocking the way!"

The bald man had a large head, a thick neck, a beer belly, and a gold chain as thick as a finger hanging around his neck. On his upper body, he wore a BOY eagle letter gold-stamped T-shirt, and on his lower body were shorts of the same brand, looking somewhat like a nouveau riche.

However, when he arrived in front of the garage in a rage and saw that cullinan hanging a five-nines license plate, he instantly lost his temper.

Damn, a rolls-royce cullinan was one thing, but that five-nines license plate was just damn scary!

That was the sovereignty of nine-five!

The bald man's temper was a bit explosive, but he wasn't stupid!

Heaven knows what kind of big shot was sitting in this car!

Someone who could and dared to hang this sovereignty of nine-five license plate was definitely not someone of a level he could afford to provoke.

Thus, his hand, which had already been raised high, hung in mid-air. He swallowed his saliva and finally chose to let it land gently on the driver's side window.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Zhang Bo had just hung up the call with Manager Bai of the property management when he suddenly heard a noise at the window. He immediately turned his head and saw someone standing by his car at some unknown time.

Zhang Bo lowered the window and looked the bald man over. Seeing that his clothing and appearance did not look like property management staff, he politely inquired: "Sir, may I ask if there is something I can help you with?"

Seeing Zhang Bo wearing a formal suit and white gloves on the hand holding the steering wheel, the bald man thought he was undoubtedly the driver.

Immediately, the bald man's gaze peered cautiously through the window toward the back row. Seeing that there was no one in the back row, he finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It seemed the true owner of this car was not on board.

The bald man's cowardice lessened a bit, and the gaze with which he looked at Zhang Bo also became much colder.

Damn it, just a driver, what is there to be afraid of!

Thus, the bald man pointed at the cars lined up in a long queue behind and said angrily: "Look, just because of this one car of yours, the back is blocked in a row. Can you hurry up!"

Seeing the bald man's unfriendly tone, Zhang Bo also did not show any Life Qi. As a sales supervisor of the Wanhao Car Dealership, he had seen all kinds of people; usually, he couldn't even be bothered to deal with someone like the bald man.

However, today he was here to deliver cars to Mr. Qin; it was better to have one less thing to worry about than one more.

Thus, Zhang Bo looked at the rearview mirror and still responded politely: "Sorry, I have already called the property management; she will be here shortly."

Although Zhang Bo's tone was polite, the bald man was still unhappy!

However, one must look at the master before hitting the dog. Hampered by this car and that sovereignty of nine-five license plate, the bald man endured the urge to curse and raised his finger to point at the curb ahead, commanding: "Otherwise, you move over there first and let the cars behind go in! What's the point of blocking here!"

Zhang Bo gave a perfunctory smile and said faintly: "I'm afraid that won't do."

The bald man was annoyed and couldn't help but curse, his voice involuntarily rising a few notches: "Hey... you damn... I'm giving you face, aren't I! You're just a stinking driver, what are you acting like a big-tailed wolf for! If I tell you to move, then move. Any more TM nonsense, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Seeing the bald man being so arrogant, Zhang Bo's smile also disappeared. He didn't want to say anything more to the idiot in front of him, but considering that if a conflict occurred, Mr. Qin's car might be damaged, he directly picked up the walkie-talkie to the side, pressed the call button, and coldly spoke and said Dao: "Everyone behind, get out of your cars! There's an idiot here saying he wants to be rude to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fourteen cars behind the cullinan opened their doors in unison.

gull-wing doors, scissor doors, butterfly doors, dihedral doors... all kinds of car doors were truly eye-opening.

Then, one by one, drivers wearing formal suits and white gloves, with outfits no different from Zhang Bo's, got out of their cars in sequence.

Over a dozen people, both men and women, all looked at the bald man with unfriendly gazes.

Seeing this, the bald man immediately understood that he had truly run into a tough nut this time, and his face instantly turned ugly.

At this time, Zhang Bo had a look as if he were watching a good show, looking at the bald man in a calm and composed manner, and spoke faintly and said Dao: "Come on, I really want to see how you're going to be rude?"

In this kind of situation, how could the bald man run into the line of fire again? The bald man swallowed hard, immediately bowed his body with a fawning expression, and folded his hands to beg Zhang Bo for mercy.

"Oh, sorry, sorry. It was my eyes that failed to recognize Mount Tai. Are all these cars behind with you?"

Zhang Bo nodded and said faintly: "Isn't it obvious? Are the two eyes under your eyebrows just used for breathing out Qi?"

Being lectured by Zhang Bo, although the bald man felt unhappy in his heart, his face still wore a smile as he repeatedly nodded and responded: "Yes, yes, yes, big brother, I was wrong!"

"Don't be like that, weren't you quite arrogant just now? How about we all move to the side and let you go in first?"

The bald man hurriedly waved his hands, his face piled with a smile, but that smile looked more painful than crying.

"No, no, I was being muddled just now. Entering the garage also has to follow first-come-first-served. I'll just wait in line at the back. Please, a great person does not remember the faults of a small person, so please don't lower yourself to my level..."

Coincidentally, just at this moment, the property manager of the Shenjiangwan Community, Bai Lu, came running all the way to the garage entrance.

As an owner of the community, the bald man naturally also knew this fair-skinned and beautiful property manager. Seeing her arrive, he knew she was here to receive this row of motorcades. After saying hello, he retreated to the side.

He only hoped that this driver of the cullinan would leave quickly and not keep holding onto him...

Bai Lu glanced at the bald man, thinking he also knew Mr. Qin, so she immediately wore a professional smile and responded: "Mr. Hu, why are you here?"

The bald man cautiously glanced at Zhang Bo sitting in the cullinan and gave an embarrassed smile: "Uh, well, some small misunderstandings happened..."

"Misunderstandings?"

Bai Lu's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately looked into the cullinan. Seeing that no one was sitting in the back row, her heart finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Subsequently, she looked at Zhang Bo again, bowed, and said: "You must be Manager Zhang, Zhang Bo, right?"

Zhang Bo nodded, glanced at the nameplate on Bai Lu's chest, and knowing she was the property manager of this Shenjiangwan Community, he reached out and pressed the door unlock button, waved his hand, and indicated: "Manager Bai, hello, please get in the car."

As Zhang Bo spoke, he glanced again at the bald man who had retreated to the side and said indifferently: "We shouldn't block this Mr. Hu's way home!"

Hearing this, the bald man immediately bowed his body and smiled apologetically: "You're joking, you're joking..."

Hearing this, Bai Lu knew that something unpleasant must have happened just now.

However, she only frowned; after all, this Mr. Hu was also an owner of the community, and it was not good for her to harshly criticize him.

However, seeing Mr. Hu's appearance, he should have already yielded. She then went around to the passenger side, opened the door, and sat inside.

Next, the garage door quickly rose, and Zhang Bo also picked up the walkie-talkie to instruct the cars behind: "Get in the cars! Everyone be careful, don't scratch Mr. Qin's cars!"

At this time, the bald man was like a stunned goose, watching the fifteen cars enter the underground garage one by one, completely forgetting his own Land Rover car.