Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The moment Mrs. Mo uttered her reply, the majority instantly knew that the bracelet was a gift from the Mo family’s great-grandson.
Although it was a big gold bracelet, it wasn’t typically a style that every madam would wear.
However, it was still worth envying her for it.
Mrs. Mo’s grandson was thoughtful enough to gift a gold bracelet to her. Comparing him with the grandson of others, they were way out of league.
In the past, good sons came from other families. Now, even the good grandsons also belonged to other families.
In short, it was a sense of unbridled envy.
After Mrs. Mo was done showing off, she stopped short like she had suddenly thought of something.
“Hubby, remember when we went to the car exhibition in City A, there were a few cars that were especially suitable for young ladies to drive?” she asked.
Mr. Mo nodded as he recalled the memory. “Yes, there were several. The Cao family ordered two of them at that time. One was for their granddaughter-in-law, and the other was for their granddaughter.”
Mrs. Mo nodded in agreement. “Yes, yes. I remember that Muxue’s family also ordered a car.”
“Do you still have the phone number of the organizer?” she asked. “I plan to order one for Tingxu as well… No, let’s order all the suitable cars so that there is a wider range to choose from daily.”
If she drove the same car every day, wouldn’t she get tired of it?
Ever the obliging husband, Mr. Mo naturally agreed to whatever his wife said.
“I’ll contact them right away,” he acquiesced.
“Alright, hurry up,” replied Mrs. Mo.
Mr. Mo took out his phone from his pocket and quickly got the number of the organizer. He dialed the number immediately.
When the person on the other end of the phone heard who it was, his attitude was extremely good.
“Oh, it’s Mr. Mo,” he greeted. “Hello, hello.”
Mr. Mo softly acknowledged his response. “The cars at your exhibition… Wait a moment.” He handed the phone over. “Honey, you book it,” he told Mrs. Mo.
Since it was Tingxu who was going to be driving the car, his choice might be different from a lady’s. It was better for his wife to book it.
Mrs. Mo did not shun the call and took the phone immediately. “Hello, I’m Dai Muling,” she said.
“Hello, Mrs. Mo,” replied the salesperson.
“Yes, I remember that some time ago, you had a few cars that were suitable for girls?” she inquired.
“Yes, yes, of course, we do. Mrs. Mo, let me introduce the models first, shall we?” The salesperson was eager to serve, and Mrs. Mo was ready to listen.
“Alright!” she agreed.
“For cars that are suitable for ladies, the first recommendation would be the Jaguar F-TYPE 2021 P380 all-wheel-drive, First Edition convertible. The eight-speed manual drive is integrated with the front four-wheel drive. This was also the best-selling model at our automobile show. The price is also feasible, around a million.
Next is the Audi R8. There are a total of three series, all with seven-speed double-clutch and mid-four-wheel-drive. The prices are not much of a difference, roughly at around two million.
The other one is the Porsche Cayenne. It has a 4.0-liter dual-turbo 550 horsepower national VI, front four-wheel-drive, eight-speed manual drive, and an estimated price of two million. These are the best models bought at the automobile show. Mrs. Mo, what do you think?”
Mrs. Mo didn’t know much about cars, but the salesperson on the phone probably didn’t dare to fool her either.
“Do you have all the models you just introduced?” she asked.
“Don’t worry, Mrs. Mo. We have them all,” he replied.
“Of the ones you recommended earlier, I want the most expensive Audi, along with the rest of the other models. Send them to Yun City as soon as possible. Can that be done?” she ordered.
The salesperson felt like he was in a dream. He came back to his senses and exclaimed, “Yes, as long as Mrs. Mo wants them, we will send someone to deliver them as soon as possible!”
Mrs. Mo nodded. “Then that’s all for now. Send it over as soon as possible.”
“Yes, alright. Sure, no problem!” he promised.
Three cars in one go without so much as batting an eyelid, as expected of the top-tier wealthy Mo family!
