Chapter 165: Chapter 126 Where’s My Lighter?_4
Chapter 165: Chapter 126 Where’s My Lighter?_4
Zhou Wang, a bit surprised, nodded and took the cigarette but didn’t light it in the garden. Instead, he walked outside.
The young man followed, extending his hand to Zhou Wang, “Let’s get acquainted, Tang Mao. What’s your name?”
“No need for formality, Zhou Wang.”
Zhou Wang replied with a slight smile.
As he spoke, Zhou Wang discreetly put the cigarette Tang Mao gave him into his trouser pocket and took out one of his own.
Although he didn’t know what this young man named Tang Mao was up to, the look in his eyes made Zhou Wang uncomfortable, and he never touched cigarettes or alcohol offered by strangers.
The Southwest Region might not be as chaotic as it used to be, but Zhou Wang remembered reading news about people stuffing random things into cigarettes to spread them.
“What do you do, brother? Are you also here to ask for Professor Wang’s help?”
Tang Mao hadn’t noticed Zhou Wang’s subtle actions and just chuckled as he asked.
“No, I’m here with my girlfriend.”
Zhou Wang shook his head and nodded towards Jiang Mo’s direction.
“Damn, so she’s really your girlfriend!”
The young man’s smile stiffened a bit, and his tone turned somewhat awkward, “What a shame, I was hoping to get to know her through you…”
Zhou Wang frowned. What does “what a shame” mean when I just said she’s my girlfriend?
“The lady next to you isn’t bad either. Why are you still eyeing my girlfriend?”
Zhou Wang asked with a sarcastic smile on his face.
“It’s not even official with her, this woman might not fancy me. I just have a slight chance because I can help her with something…”
Tang Mao said, his eyes shifting as he laughed and asked Zhou Wang, “From your accent, you’re not from Ming City, right? Why don’t we exchange contacts? I’m not bragging, but I do have some influence around here.”
As if to prove something, Tang Mao rolled up his sleeve, inadvertently revealing the Rolex Black Submariner on his wrist, and pointed to the Tesla parked nearby.
“Take this Plaid Model S, for instance. Even with market discounts, it’s at least eight hundred thousand, but I have connections, got it for over six hundred thousand. If you’re looking to buy a car, just let me introduce you, it’s a sure deal!”
Before Zhou Wang could respond to Tang Mao’s boasting, Gao Xiaohu, Professor Wang’s son, suddenly came over, interjecting with interest.
“Can this car really be bought for over six hundred thousand?”
“Absolutely, but the average person can’t get it for that price. Are you interested in cars too?”
“I’m currently learning to drive. My dad said once I finish, he’d buy me a car, but they’re all looking at Mercedes or BMW sedans, and I have no interest at all…”
Gao Xiaohu complained, “I personally love supercars. The other day, I saw a blue Ferrari 812 on the street, it was so cool. But let’s be real, my family can’t afford it. I’m just thinking of getting a sports sedan to have some fun.”
“You like sports cars?”
Tang Mao chuckled, pretending nonchalance as he pulled out a key from his pocket with a conspicuous “Porsche” logo.
“How about that, I happen to have a Porsche 718 sitting idle in my garage. I can lend it to you sometime.”
“Really?”
Gao Xiaohu’s eyes lit up.
“Of course, it’s not an expensive car. You can drive it any time!”
Tang Mao waved his hand dramatically, “If you really want to broaden your horizons, I’ll take you for a spin at our Ming City’s Super Car Club, maybe you’ll see that Ferrari you mentioned!”
Seeing Zhou Wang staring at his Porsche key in a daze, Tang Mao smiled at him.
“Hey buddy, you interested too? No worries, we can hang out more, and you can drive my car for fun anytime!”
Zhou Wang snapped out of his thoughts, unsure of what to say.
He was amused… Recently, he’d been around a lot of second-generation rich kids, but he’d never seen anyone flaunt like Tang Mao did.
Gotta admit, it was quite entertaining.
Feeling playful, Zhou Wang suddenly exaggeratedly reached out, holding a cigarette between his lips.
With a flick of his wrist, out popped the Rolex Meteorite Daytona, with its massive 40mm gray and white dial catching everyone’s eye.
As Tang Mao stood dumbfounded, Zhou Wang pretended to search his pockets in confusion.
“Huh, where’s my lighter… oh, found it!”
As he spoke, Zhou Wang pulled a Ferrari key from his pants pocket, then frowned, “Damn, wrong one.”
Then Zhou Wang rummaged some more and quickly pulled out another Ferrari key, “No, this is the spare… Strange, why is it so hard to find the lighter today?”
During Zhou Wang’s searching, he kept twirling those two Ferrari keys in his other hand, waving them continuously in front of Tang Mao and Gao Xiaohu’s stunned faces, back and forth, back and forth…
(New Ferrari key, eighteen thousand each, doesn’t it look like a lighter…)
Eventually, maybe Tang Mao couldn’t stand it anymore, and he handed his lighter over.
“Um, you can use mine…”
“Oh, thanks.”
Once he lit the cigarette, Zhou Wang finally put the two keys back into his pocket.
“So, dude, you really have a Ferrari?”
By this time, the shocked boy couldn’t hide his excitement anymore and anxiously asked Zhou Wang.
“Yeah, that blue Ferrari 812C you saw earlier, if nothing unexpected happens, it should be mine.”
Zhou Wang nodded.
Hearing Zhou Wang’s words, Tang Mao snapped back to reality, a hint of suspicion in his eyes.
If it was just the Rolex Meteorite Daytona, he might be really impressed, but no way, coincidentally, the Ferrari Gao Xiaohu saw is yours too?
And Tang Mao wasn’t lying. He actually was a member of the Super Car Club, even though he just squeezed in. He knew most of the super-rich kids in Ming City, but he’d never heard of someone as badass as Zhou Wang.
There are plenty of high-quality fake Rolexes, and as for car keys…
“I remember they sell those fake car keys online for like thirty bucks, including shipping.”
Tang Mao said jokingly, but the implication was clear.
Hearing Tang Mao’s statement, the boy hesitated, then glanced around, “Hey, where do you park your Ferrari, can I check it out?”
“I didn’t drive it today.”
Zhou Wang shook his head.
Instantly, the boy started to doubt, and as for Tang Mao, the sneer on his lips grew wider.
“Buddy, can I take a look at your car keys, I’ve never seen that model.”
“It’s just a regular car key, nothing special. Forget it.”
Zhou Wang saw that Tang Mao seemed skeptical but just smiled indifferently. Did he have any obligation to prove anything to the guy?
Tang Mao wanted to say something, but at that moment, a group of people walked out from Professor Wang’s house on the first floor. Gao Xiaohu quickly ran over, and Zhou Wang noticed Wang Hongying coming out too. He extinguished his cigarette and followed along.