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"What else could it be? Of course, it's your sports car. I've already had it customized and brought back," He Yunsong said as he turned around and took a car key from the drawer, tossing it to Mo Ming with a smile. "Your car is in the garage; go take a look now. If you're not satisfied, I can take it back for more modifications."
"Hehe, no need for that. As long as it can drive, I'm fine with it. My standards aren't high; anything is better than my '11' bus," Mo Ming shook his head and said, "I'm going to check it out now."
"Hey, boss, I want to see it too!" Shang Xige immediately dropped his mouse, excitedly standing up. The allure of a sports car seemed to overshadow the games; after all, it was a dream for many men.
"Well, if everyone is going to see the sports car, then playing alone isn't fun anymore. I'm going too."
Everyone headed to the gym's garage, where a silver curtain covered a vehicle, adding a touch of mystery. Aside from He Yunsong, no one had seen this sports car before, and anticipation filled the air.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please open your eyes wide. Next up is the coolest sports car in Nanhua City making its debut. Don't miss this historic moment..." He Yunsong said as he prepared to pull back the curtain, only to turn around and find that Mo Ming had already opened it ahead of him.
"MY GOD, this sports car is so cool!"
At that moment when the curtain was lifted, everyone except He Yunsong was stunned. A flash of astonishment crossed Mo Ming's face, but he couldn't muster any excitement.
The sports car was entirely black with azure flame patterns on both sides. Its appearance exuded an air of sophistication; there were no logos on the vehicle, clearly indicating it was a custom-made sports car without any manufacturer's insignia.
The sleek black body dazzled the eyes, making them feel almost blinded. Oumengqi, an avid car enthusiast, walked around the car in amazement, occasionally muttering a few words.
"Awesome."
"Great car."
"Impressive."
Oumengqi looked increasingly surprised as she spun around several times. He Yunsong felt dizzy just watching her and quickly grabbed her, smiling wryly, "Alright, stop spinning around. If you're not dizzy, I'm about to be."
"This sports car is just too attractive, Yun Song. All the parts on it must be quite expensive, right?" Oumengqi couldn't help but exclaim, "Those four wheels are the latest products from M Country's sports car company; each one costs at least five hundred thousand."
"You have a good eye; you're right. Those four tires alone cost two million, and that's not even the most expensive part. The car body is made of the latest alloy material, which costs four million..." He Yunsong was getting excited as he spoke.
"Two million for four tires? You might as well rob a bank! How much do you think that glass window costs? It looks pretty good," Shang Xige said, getting a bit excited just by listening. He tapped on the glass window and suggested, "Boss, how about I try to see if I can break it with one punch?"
"Seriously? You reckless spender! Even though the glass is the hardest bulletproof glass, you don't need to use your fist to smash it!" He Yunsong quickly stopped Shang Xige's crazy actions. For a mountain road racer, a sports car is a friend; how could it be easily damaged?
"Wow, good thing you reminded me early! Bullets can't break it; if I punched it, my bones would be shattered," Shang Xige laughed and cursed. "Yun Song, help me get a sports car like this someday. If you do, even if you tell me to die right away, I'd be willing."
"Then go ahead and die!" The owner Mo Ming had been staring blankly at his own sports car without saying a word. Suddenly he burst out, startling Shang Xige. Mo Ming had a dark expression and said with a wry smile, "If you're serious about that, then this car belongs to you now. You might as well jump off the highest building."
"No way, boss! I was just joking! A sports car is just an external object; it's dispensable. Life is more precious," Shang Xige chuckled and quickly stepped aside.
"Ah Yun, did you hear anything?" Mo Ming looked at the excited He Yunsong with a dull expression.
He Yunsong furrowed his brow in confusion and replied, "I didn't hear anything. What's wrong?"
"That's the sound of my heart breaking! My heart is bleeding! Damn it, you're too extravagant! My money... it's entrusted to the wrong person!" Mo Ming looked gloomy as he lit a cigarette and brought it to his lips, his lips trembling slightly. "Do you really think my money falls from the sky? You're making my heart race!"
"Uh, boss, didn't you ask me to find you a good car? This sports car is great; all the parts are perfectly combined and not just expensive scrap metal put together. If you don't believe me, you can take it for a spin," He Yunsong said, feeling puzzled by Mo Ming's reaction—was he happy or in pain? The expression was too strange.
"Forget it, just tell me how much this car costs. I can handle it," Mo Ming took a few puffs of smoke to calm himself down, his expression returning to indifference as if nothing had happened.
"Hehe, anyway, I only helped you pay one-tenth, the rest is up to you," He Yunsong chuckled, holding up two fingers and shaking them. "It's not much, just this amount."
"Alright, twenty million is still affordable." Mo Ming could accept the figure of twenty million; after all, he never lacked money. It just felt a bit unworthy to suddenly spend so much on a means of transportation, but he decided to go ahead with the purchase.
He Yunsong shook his head with a smile and said, "Boss, you misunderstood. It's eighty million."
"No way, eighty million? That's way too expensive! Damn it, when will I ever get to drive such a flashy sports car!"
"I can't believe it... what a wasteful guy. Fine, I'll buy it." Mo Ming gave a bitter smile, took two drags of his cigarette, then threw it on the ground and stomped it out. He said, "Send your account details to my phone in a few days, and I'll transfer the money to you." "Sure, I'm not in a hurry anyway," He Yunsong nodded.
Mo Ming was about to get in the car when he remembered Su Xiuwen needed a bodyguard. He stopped, turned around, pulled out the business card Su Xiuwen had given him, and handed it to Shang Xige.
"Boss, what mission do we have now?" Shang Xige looked at the business card in confusion and was immediately startled. "This probably isn't good. You want me to take out such a beautiful woman? I can't do that! What did she do to you?"
Without hesitation, Mo Ming slapped Shang Xige. Logically speaking, with Shang Xige's skills, he could dodge it; he just didn't dare. If he dodged once, he'd be in for a lifetime of beatings.
"I'm talking about your mother! I gave you the business card so you can be her bodyguard. Get yourself ready tonight and report for duty. Protect her well and don't let anything happen to her; otherwise, you'll regret it." Mo Ming laughed as he scolded him and added, "Meals and accommodation are covered, plus you'll get a health check-up once a month."
"Seriously? Just once?" Shang Xige said with a mournful face but noticed Mo Ming's eyes shift and could only say, "Fine, once is fine. After all, she's a big star; I won't be losing out by being around her every day."
"Don't get any funny ideas about her; otherwise, I'll make you a eunuch," Mo Ming warned before getting into the sports car and savoring the feeling of driving such an expensive vehicle. Damn it, there’s definitely a difference!
He started the engine, listening to the pleasant sound of it, and immediately felt a difference. It was indeed luxurious. Well, since he had bought it, he might as well experience a bit of the lavish lifestyle; after all, one should enjoy life while they can.
"Everyone, I'm heading out. You all continue your game!"
With that, Mo Ming drove off in his sports car.
Shang Xige chased after him, calling out, "Wait! At least give me a ride; I haven't even gotten my first kill from your passenger seat yet!"
"Sorry, but I've already claimed that first kill," He Yunsong chuckled.
...
A few days later, Mo Ming transferred eighty million into He Yunsong's account.
Life was quite leisurely during this time. Aside from playing mobile games at the hospital, Mo Ming took Lin Yuan'er out for drives in the sports car to cultivate their relationship. Just like that, two weeks passed in the blink of an eye.
The doctor was indeed skilled; he had said that Murong Lian would wake up in two weeks, and it turned out to be true. While Mo Ming and Lin Yuan'er were out shopping, the hospital called to inform them that Murong Lian had woken up.
Mo Ming and Lin Yuan'er immediately drove back to the hospital.
Upon entering the ward, they saw Murong Lian, who had been asleep for some time, sitting up against the wall. When she saw Mo Ming, she was momentarily stunned before angrily exclaiming, "You bastard! You lied to me! You said there was nothing to worry about with you around. I almost died! Do you even realize that?"
Mo Ming hadn't expected Murong Lian's first words upon waking would be like this. It made him feel a bit guilty as he replied with a hint of regret.
"I'm sorry for not being able to protect you; that's my failure."
"Yuan'er, let me explain to Sister Lian," Lin Yuan'er hurriedly said. "You misunderstood Brother Mo. When he heard you were in trouble, he immediately went to find you. Do you know that it was his blood that saved you?"
"Alright, Yuan, stop talking. I did neglect my duties," Mo Ming interrupted Lin Yuan'er.
"Never mind, it's not entirely your fault," Murong Lian sighed and shook her head. "I feel like I had a very long dream, and in the end, I saw you die, which scared me awake. Later, the nurse told me it was just a dream..."
When Murong Lian saw Lin Yuan'er holding Mo Ming's hand, she seemed to understand something. A hint of loneliness flashed in her eyes, and she felt a bit uncomfortable. She immediately changed the subject.
"Yuan'er, how is the situation at the company?"
"Sister Lian, just focus on recovering. The company is doing well. The collaboration with Ultimate Electronics Company is progressing smoothly and is almost complete; we just need the final short video. However, without you as our backbone, everyone's work attitude has become less proactive," Lin Yuan'er reported both good news and concerns.
"We can't afford to lose our proactivity; such an attitude is detrimental to future development," Murong Lian thought for a moment and said, "Mo Ming, I'll give you a chance to make amends by managing Starry Melody Company in my place."
"That's no problem! Haha, when I step in, it's like having two people working together. You can rest assured that I'll manage the company well," Mo Ming agreed without hesitation. Helping Murong Lian eased his mind a bit.
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