Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list novel Chapter 55

Chapter 55: 53, Interested in the Stock Market Early Exposure Card?

"Three hundred thousand?"

Bai Ningbing ignored everything else. She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but nothing came out. It seemed she was internally conflicted.

Then, without deciding whether to invest, she took a sip of her drink and changed the subject, chatting about other things.

However, just then, a classmate walked in from outside. He was probably delayed by something; this was the last classmate to arrive.

As he entered, his face was full of surprise. He casually found a seat and then boisterously exclaimed, "Damn it, guys! Guess what I just saw at the entrance?"

"An Audi R8, a luxury car worth millions!"

"And a car like that was parked right in front of the hot pot restaurant, blocking their main entrance!"

"Maybe that’s what owning a luxury car is all about—you can just do whatever you want."

Zhang Zhicheng, seeing He Wanlin come in and chatter endlessly, said irritably, "He Wanlin, look how worked up you are. It’s just a luxury car. Someday I’ll take you to Impression City. The entrance there is lined with either Ferraris or Bentleys—now that’s Awesome!"

"You’d have to be able to afford it first, my Boss Zhang," He Wanlin retorted, not letting him off the hook. He’d been enthusiastically boasting, and this guy just had to throw a wet blanket on it—how lame.

Soon, He Wanlin was showing everyone photos on his phone. It seemed he had even snapped a few pictures of the luxury car when he came in.

Zhang Zhicheng might have claimed Ferraris and Bentleys were more incredible, but he still came over to take a look.

"Is this car really in the millions? Audis aren’t that expensive, are they?" Xu Lili, from an ordinary family, didn’t understand. In her mind, Audis were only in the hundreds of thousands.

"This is an Audi R8. Off-the-lot, it’s about 2.8 million," Zhang Zhicheng said, giving Xu Lili a contemptuous look.

"2.8 million? Goodness me, that expensive?"

Zhang Zhicheng quickly jumped in, eager to show off his knowledge of luxury cars. "You bet it is! The Audi R8 has a 5.2L V10 engine, goes from zero to one hundred in just 3.1 seconds, has a top speed of 331 km/h, and a maximum of 620 horsepower. How could it not be pricey? You get what you pay for, right?"

Zhang Zhicheng continued, "Cars like this leave many Ferraris and Lamborghinis eating dust. They have the power to ’slaughter bulls and kill horses.’"

"Boss Zhang, what does ’slaughter bulls and kill horses’ mean?"

Zhang Zhicheng smirked. "Ferrari is the ’horse,’ Lamborghini is the ’bull.’ That’s what ’slaughtering bulls and killing horses’ means."

"Hahaha, Boss Zhang truly is Boss Zhang! You know a bit about everything."

"How does this car compare to your BMW X6?"

Zhang Zhicheng immediately looked a bit awkward. "Well, of course, mine can’t compare, but it’s not *that* far off, is it?"

"This license plate is quite interesting, though. Maybe even more incredible than the car itself." Zhang Zhicheng looked at the pictures of the luxury car again.

"Luzhou LF888..." Bai Ningbing also looked over curiously. But then she noticed Luofeng secretly snickering and glanced at him suspiciously.

LF888? Could it be Luofeng 888? Bai Ningbing wondered if she had guessed correctly, but judging by Luofeng’s expression, it was highly probable. Did this guy really make five million and go buy an Audi R8? Sigh. One gets an eight-hundred-thousand yuan car thanks to his family. The other earns a 2.8 million yuan luxury car through the stock market. The difference is truly night and day. And to think Zhang Zhicheng is still here, endlessly hyping this Audi R8.

"A top-tier luxury car like this... if you’re not born into it, you can forget about owning one in your entire lifetime. For people like us, unless my dad’s company suddenly makes several hundred million, there’s no hope." After this helpless remark, Zhang Zhicheng returned to his seat.

"It’s just a three-million yuan car. Why would your dad need to make three hundred million to buy it for you?"

Zhang Zhicheng chuckled dryly. "Bro, if your father earned one million, would he buy you a car worth over a hundred thousand?"

"Probably not."

’Not born with it, so I’m doomed for life? But he bought it himself, didn’t he?’ Bai Ningbing, of course, wouldn’t say this out loud; it was just her making complaints inwardly.

As they spoke, everyone instinctively turned to look at Bai Ningbing. It seemed they now understood why Bai Ningbing had been so warm towards Luofeng. Did she know something in advance?

Of course, facing their curious stares, Bai Ningbing didn’t explain anything. Let them think whatever they want. She hadn’t deliberately tried to get close to him; Bai Ningbing was simply looking for a classmate with shared interests and topics for conversation.

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