Chapter 117 - A Lot of Cars!
“Hurry up! We need more drivers: as many as we can get!”
He suspected the general manager had one too many drinks.
They were the drivers; there was no need to hire more.
“A mysterious tycoon at Zhou Hai's 4S store just bought 480 cars.”
Fatty's eyes bulged with realization as he sprang to his feet.
“I'm on it right away!”
Fatty was in charge of the driving company's Human Resources Department.
He swiftly phoned the regional teams, each with dozens of drivers.
Though the team leaders were confused by the news, they obeyed the orders.
The drivers, too, were baffled.
“A meeting?”
“I'm currently hauling bricks at the construction site. I can't make it to a meeting.”
“Usually, the company gives us a heads-up before any meeting. What's this about?”
“Some bigwig bought 480 cars at the 4S store, and we're short on drivers. Complete the task, and you'll each get a 500 yuan bonus! It's first come, first served!”
Ma Chunlai, who rarely showed up in the group chat, suddenly joined and made an announcement.
“Forget bricklaying—I'm off to drive!”
“I've got to see who this big shot is.”
“Let's get moving!”
Whether resting at home or busy with other tasks, everyone headed to the 4S store upon hearing the news.
In under ten minutes…
The streets filled with drivers in blue, zipping along on their electric scooters.
“What's going on here?”
“Are they gearing up for a brawl?”
“Do we need to call the cops?”
“Are you out of your mind? They haven't done anything.”
Passersby were perplexed by the sight.
The drivers, all heading in one direction, seemed both elated and urgent, as if on the verge of a skirmish.
Two patrol officers were taken aback by the spectacle.
Maintaining public order was their duty, and this crowd, all moving en masse—were they looking for trouble?
The group was sizable, at least two hundred strong.
“Hold on, comrade, where are you headed?”
A policeman flagged down one of the drivers to inquire.
“Officer, I really can't chat—I'll miss out if I'm late. We're on the job, driving on behalf of others.”
The officer was taken aback.
Who in the world needs that many drivers?
“Sir, someone just bought 500 cars at the 4S dealership and they're short on drivers.”
A grinning young man beside him offered an explanation before the pair zipped off on their electric bikes.
The policeman was left scratching his head. Who would purchase such a staggering number of cars?
Both officers found it hard to believe and decided they needed to check out the situation for themselves.
Before long, the video had gone viral, sparking curiosity among many who were eager to see what the fuss was all about.
Initially, the 4S dealership's entrance was empty, but it wasn't long before a crowd began to form.
As the crowd swelled, a sea of electric bikes filled the storefront. Ma Chunlai had just arrived at the dealership.
“Mr. Ma, meet Mr. Su, the man who purchased five hundred cars. Mr. Su, this is Ma Chunlai, the general manager of the driver service company.”
“Hello, Mr. Su. Feel free to call me Ma.”
Su Ming wasn't the only one feeling uncomfortable; Zhou Hai was also put off by the encounter.
Ma Chunlai was eager to foster a good relationship with Mr. Su, but his approach was off-putting, especially considering his advanced age.
“Manager Ma, I truly appreciate your help,” Su Ming said with a light smile.
Ma Chunlai thought to himself how unusually courteous the young man was.
“Serving our customers well is our ultimate pursuit,” Ma Chunlai said, laying on the flattery.
This young man was something else.
Most people with such wealth would be arrogant, but not Su Ming. He behaved as though buying hundreds of cars was no big deal.
Once everyone had gathered, Su Ming gave a nod.
Ma Chunlai stepped forward and cleared his throat. Everyone recognized him as their company's general manager.
“Ladies and gentlemen, any car here with a red ribbon is one of Mr. Su's. Each of you will take one. Make sure none are left behind.”
“Yes!” the drivers responded, their enthusiasm palpable.
They had seen it with their own eyes: the man their general manager was trying so hard to please was no ordinary customer.
“The destination has been sent to your phones, complete with GPS coordinates. Remember, drive carefully. If you damage any of these cars, the cost will be more than you can handle!”
The drivers nodded in agreement and made their way into the 4S store one by one.
The sight was truly magnificent: luxury cars filled the interior, while electric vehicles lined the exterior.
“What's this?”
“Oh my goodness, is that a Ferrari?”
“Isn't this sports car a limited edition, available worldwide?”
“I've seen this car before—it's worth over 80 million yuan, isn't it?”
“I wouldn't dare drive this car.”
“The car I drive is valued at two million yuan. I used to think it was pretty decent, but next to yours, it's practically insignificant.”
The drivers were gobsmacked as they flooded in.
Mr. Su truly lived up to his reputation as the man who cleared out the entire 4S store.
He was incredibly impressive.
But then, the drivers who arrived later found hardly any cars left. Why had he summoned so many people?
“Why are you all just standing there? There are more cars upstairs.”
Ma Chunlai, noticing the drivers' stunned expressions, urgently raised his voice.
Everyone dashed upstairs.
Then, the whole floor erupted with gasps of astonishment and the clicking of cameras as they captured the moment.
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