After hanging up the phone, President An wore an incredibly arrogant expression and laughed, "Little punk, don't think you're leaving here safely today!"
Qin Hao yawned, shook his head, and pointed at the Ferrari in front of him, "How much is this car?"
The nearby sales assistant maintained a friendly smile, "Sir, this is a specially ordered exhibit from abroad and is not for sale... If you need it, you can order in advance..."
At this point, both President An and Chen Shufang started laughing.
President An: "Hahaha! What a brain-dead moron! He actually wants to show off! Does he think this is a market?"
"Haha! This loser pretended so badly! Doesn't he know that you need to book such supercars many days in advance!" Chen Shufang also laughed, clutching her belly, "No common sense and still pretending, it's truly a big embarrassment!"
With so many people mocking him, Qin Hao showed no sign of embarrassment.
