Chapter 414 - 213: Forced Sale of a Sister (Part 2)

Jiang Nan looked speechlessly at Qi Sheng.

He really wanted to punch this shameless bastard.

"Ha, isn’t an air kiss a common greeting abroad?"

Qi Sheng rubbed his nose awkwardly, unable to come up with a good explanation.

Who could blame him when Jiang Wanqiu initiated the kiss?

’If I had refused, how much of a killjoy would that have been?’

"Alright, cut the crap. The point is, you kissed my sister, so you have to take responsibility for her!"

It wasn’t that Jiang Nan was actually some overprotective brother.

He had finally found the perfect candidate for a brother-in-law, someone with both the family background and the looks.

He wasn’t about to let Qi Sheng get away after having his fun. He had to lock this relationship down.

"Damn, Brother Nan, you’re practically forcing this on me!"

Qi Sheng shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Heh, you’re the one who couldn’t control himself and kissed my sister. You think you can just run off? No way!"

Jiang Nan teased him with a smile, not at all worried that Qi Sheng would refuse.

With his own sister’s natural beauty, she wasn’t much inferior to Qi Sheng’s goddess-like girlfriend.

Besides, their family wasn’t asking Qi Sheng to break up cleanly with his other girlfriends.

As long as, on paper, Jiang Wanqiu was his official girlfriend.

They wouldn’t mind how much he played around on the side.

"Oh, right. If you’re free, why don’t you come over to my place tonight?"

Jiang Nan remembered what his old man had told him and extended the enthusiastic invitation.

"My dad is very interested in your investment company. If you can convince him, that 2 billion yuan shortfall you have will be taken care of."

"Ahem, Brother Nan, I appreciate your father’s kind offer, but it’s a bit too soon for a house visit."

It wasn’t as if Qi Sheng couldn’t actually get the money, so he politely refused without hesitation.

Lu Fang was having very good talks with several local industrial funds in Chengdu.

Once he got back and met with them, things would pretty much be finalized.

As a local enterprise, Shengxuan Group would naturally receive favorable consideration from the local industrial funds.

"Ah Sheng..."

Just as Jiang Nan was about to try and persuade him further...

...he saw the fairy-like beauty from the video call the other day walking toward them with a smile.

"Manman, this is Jiang Nan, one of Shanghai’s top rich kids. Next time he brings a girl here to get a room, remember to give him a discount."

Right in front of Jiang Nan, Qi Sheng wrapped his arm directly around Qu Man’s slender waist.

"Hello, President Jiang."

Qu Man gave Jiang Nan a faint nod, then turned back to chat and laugh with Qi Sheng.

’Damn, Ah Sheng is one lucky bastard!’

Jiang Nan was both envious and puzzled.

’How did a gorgeous girl like this end up with an outsider like Qi Sheng?’

’There’s no justice in this world!’

"Well, I won’t disturb you two anymore. But you have to do me the honor tonight, I’m begging you!"

Jiang Nan couldn’t be bothered to ask for a snub.

After tossing out that last sentence, he quickly took off.

......

"Let’s go, I’ll take you for a spin!"

Qi Sheng grabbed the McLaren’s keys and led Qu Man out of the hotel.

In the parking lot, the P1 was the most dazzling car there.

Even parked next to a ten-million-yuan-class extended-wheelbase Phantom, its presence wasn’t the least bit diminished.

"Cool, right?"

Qi Sheng hugged Qu Man, his face filled with pride.

A beautiful woman, a supercar, a career...

Now, he had it all.

’How exhilarating is this?’

"As cool as you are!"

Qu Man looked at Qi Sheng with a radiant smile, a reply that showed off her high emotional intelligence.

"Such sweet words. Let me have a taste."

"Mmph..."

Qi Sheng lowered his head and captured Qu Man’s red lips, sharing his joy as if no one else was around.

Just then, a valet parking a guest’s car passed by.

He couldn’t help but look on with envy at his own boss and the divinely beautiful Vice President Qu.

A supercar and a beautiful woman—the ultimate dream of every man. And their boss was already living that dream.

The McLaren P1 had very distinctive butterfly doors.

Qu Man, who had never sat in a ten-million-yuan-class supercar like this, found it especially novel.

A defining feature of supercars is their extremely low chassis.

Qu Man swung her long legs into the passenger-side racing seat.

The interior was somewhat simple, but the materials were all carbon fiber.

It reeked of money.

Seeing Qi Sheng so excited, Qu Man also smiled gently.

At the end of the day, Qi Sheng was just a 23-year-old kid.

Sure, he often displayed a maturity far beyond his years.

But when faced with a McLaren P1—a car that gets men’s adrenaline pumping and makes women want to sit inside and weep—Qi Sheng couldn’t help but get carried away.

There was no need to suppress his feelings and pretend to be mature and composed. Owning one of the "holy trinity" of hypercars, the McLaren P1, at the age of 23—wasn’t that something to be excited about?

VROOM!

After the ceremonial press of the ignition, a thunderous roar instantly exploded throughout the parking lot.

Many guests who were about to enter the hotel heard the noise and couldn’t help but show looks of envy.

"Let’s go!"

Qi Sheng smiled and lightly tapped the accelerator, and the McLaren P1 started moving with immediate responsiveness.

As one of the holy trinity, the McLaren’s powertrain consists of a 3.8L twin-turbo V8 engine and an electric motor.

Its combined total output reached 916 horsepower.

Although this McLaren P1 had a hybrid system, it wasn’t for fuel economy. Rather, by contributing to acceleration and braking, it made the supercar’s performance even more ferocious.

The P1 also had a secret weapon: the red button on the right side of the steering wheel.

When Qi Sheng pressed it, the electric motor’s full 179 horsepower kicked in.

Qi Sheng slammed his foot on the gas.

All 900-plus horsepower were instantly unleashed.

The relentless force pinning her to the seat made Qu Man’s mind go blank for a second.

"Honey, don’t drive so fast!"

Qu Man was terrified, gripping Qi Sheng’s arm tightly.

"What did you say?"

With his driving skills, there was naturally no need to worry about safety. He was deliberately teasing Qu Man.

"You’re terrible! Slow down, I’m scared!"

Qu Man shot Qi Sheng a glare, her nerves frayed. She was afraid he might make a careless mistake and get into an accident.

"Alright, I’ll stop teasing you."

Qi Sheng slowed the car down.

But he still maneuvered the car nimbly, weaving through the crowded streets of Shanghai.

With his Grandmaster Level driving skills, even Schumacher would be hard-pressed to do better.

When the car came to a stop, it took Qu Man a long moment to recover.

Her back was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.

Qi Sheng’s driving style just now had been truly terrifying.

He had driven a ten-million-yuan-class supercar like it was a taxi.

If he’d so much as scratched it, the pain would have been unbearable.

"Huh?"

Only after getting out of the car did Qu Man notice that Qi Sheng had brought her to a Bentley showroom.

"Welcome to Da Chang Xing Bentley."

A saleswoman at the door came up to greet them, her attitude impeccably enthusiastic.

"Good morning. How may I help you two?"

The saleswoman quickly glanced at the couple, then focused her attention on Qi Sheng.

He’d arrived in a McLaren P1 worth over ten million, was wearing a seven-million-yuan Vacheron Constantin, and his clothes were all low-key custom-made pieces.

His outfit and accessories alone were worth over twenty million.

A client with this kind of purchasing power was the "sugar daddy" every saleswoman dreamed of.

"Show us the Continental."

Qi Sheng looked toward a convertible in the showroom and walked over, holding Qu Man’s hand.

"Sir, this convertible is the Continental GT, and it’s also this year’s new model."

"It uses a 6.0L W12 engine that can produce up to 635 horsepower, with a 0-100 km/h acceleration of just 3.7 seconds."

"The white exterior with the red interior is a classic color combination, and it would suit the lady by your side perfectly."

As the saleswoman made her pitch, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy.

Who says a woman’s beauty can’t be monetized? Wasn’t the stunning woman before her effortlessly obtaining a Bentley sports car—something ordinary people could only dream of—simply by leveraging her unparalleled looks?

"Do you like the color and the interior of this car?"

Qi Sheng smiled, wrapping an arm around Qu Man’s slender waist and gesturing to the car in front of them.

"I like it a lot. And it’s a four-seater, so we won’t have to take two cars when we go out."

A delighted sparkle appeared in Qu Man’s eyes.

Clearly, she was very taken with the Continental’s good looks.

"We’ll take this one, then. Go draw up the paperwork."

Qi Sheng nodded and instructed the saleswoman directly.

"Okay..."

The saleswoman answered instinctively, then looked up at Qi Sheng, completely stunned.

"You’ve... decided to buy it already?"

"Mhm. Put it in my girlfriend’s name. You guys handle the license plates. Just give me the grand total."

Qi Sheng hadn’t even batted an eye at buying the McLaren P1.

Let alone buying an ordinary Bentley Continental.

Pressure?

Nonexistent.

"Alright, the car’s base price is 3.46 million. With options, purchase tax, and the license plate, the estimated total will be 5 million."

"Our dealership will include a 5-year warranty, a 100,000-yuan gas card, and the first year’s insurance premium."

The saleswoman quickly quoted the price and waited for Qi Sheng’s response.

"Mhm, run the card."

Qi Sheng casually took out his private banking card from China Construction Bank.

The limit on that Dragon Card was too low for him to even bother using.

From looking at the car to closing the deal, the whole process took less than five minutes.

’What kind of wealth is this?’

The saleswoman’s mouth went dry.

Looking at Qu Man, nestled in Qi Sheng’s arms, she was filled with immense envy.

For Qu Man to have snagged a top-tier, rich, and handsome guy like him, she must have some insane dog-shit luck.