A lot of women were envious and curious after hearing the news.Everyone was wondering who was so lucky to have a man spend millions of dollars in one night to charter the whole Sky Garden and confess his love to her!Many people were looking forward to the day to come so that they could go and have a look for themselves!In order to keep his identity secret, Charlie ordered Isaac to make a special transformation to the Sky Garden on the day of the event. At the same time, he anticipated the arrival of the day!He wanted to give Claire a once-in-a-lifetime grand wedding on their wedding anniversary!***Charlie went to the 4s shop early the next morning.He had a bank card with a balance of ten billion dollars that he hadn’t used much of yet. This time, he wanted to spend it on a luxury car for Claire that was classy and presentable.He intended to buy her a Rolls-Royce right away, but on second thought, he was worried that Claire would not accept it. First, it would not be e
Charlie plastered a sarcastic smile on his face and asked, “How much commission do you make on this car?”The person snarled, “Ten thousand dollars!”Charlie nodded as a sign of acknowledgment. “Okay, very well, you’ve just lost ten thousand dollars.”He then turned and went out. Coincidentally, he bumped into the manager of the shop with a name tag on his suit that read Arthur Walsh.He asked the man directly, “Are you in charge of this shop?”“Yes, I am.” Arthur nodded. “May I help you?”Charlie pointed to the rude sales executive and said, “You’d better fire that person now. He is a rotten apple that will do no good to your business here.”The person quickly dashed forward and said, “Mr. Walsh, don’t listen to his nonsense, he is crazy! He is just a poor bugger who comes to use our WiFi and air conditioning!”Charlie smiled coyly. “A poor bugger, you say? Just wait and see.”He immediately went out of the door and walked into the BMW showroom next door.As soon as he walke
He thought about what he could do until an amazing idea suddenly struck his mind!He drove to the nearby car repair workshop, then spent twenty bucks to replace the BMW 760 logo with a 520.The main differences between these models were their engines and interior layouts. The exterior of a BMW 5 series looked very similar to the 7 Series that it was quite difficult to distinguish between them other than through the rear tail label.The 520 was the lowest spec model in the 5 Series—with an average engine and average technology, it was an all-round average car.On the other hand, the 760 was the highest spec model in the 7 Series with a top-notch engine, awesome maneuver control. It was a very powerful car.Charlie grinned triumphantly as he drove the 760 with the 520 logo at its back. Claire didn’t know much about cars and wasn’t enthusiastic about them. She would buy it without a doubt if he told her this was a BMW 520.The owner of the workshop smacked his lips in amusement as h
Douglas’s restaurant was located at a new redevelopment zone of Aurous Hill. It was quite a distance from the city and was sparsely populated. Charlie felt a little peculiar as to why Douglas chose to open a restaurant here.Claire told him that several large manufacturing companies would set up their companies and factories in the redevelopment zone including multinational companies like Foxconn, so the area would prosper and flourish in no time.In other words, it was quite a wise and clever choice for Douglas to open a restaurant here now.Douglas’s restaurant, named The Charm, was at the corner of a wide new street. From the exterior, it looked quite big, occupying two floors. The name of the restaurant suggested an artistic conception.When Charlie drove the car to the door of the restaurant, there was already a row of cars parked near the entrance and several people were standing in front of a golden BMW, smoking and chatting.Charlie recognized them. They were his classmate
Claire and Loreen greeted everyone warmly. Clinton gritted his teeth in great dismay as he looked at Claire, who was getting more radiant and beautiful.When they were in college, he desperately tried to win her heart, but she simply ignored him.However, she chose to marry a deadbeat loser who mooched off her.D*mn it, why?!God must have been blind!He squinted his eyes in agitation and sneered. “Hey, Charlie, you seem to live a good life after marrying Claire! You can even drive a BMW now! Did Claire buy it for you? You really are the role model of a toyboy!”Claire was annoyed by his remark while Loreen quickly said, “Clinton, you’re wrong, it’s not Claire who bought the car but Charlie who had bought it himself!”“Wow!” Clinton twitched his lips. “Awesome, you can even afford a BMW 5 Series now!”Then, he said in a provocative tone, “Hey, the streets are very quiet here and also very straight and wide, how about we have a race down the street to see who can drive faster?”
Clinton couldn’t hold back his thrill when he heard the term of their bet.His car was the 540 model while Charlie’s was the 520. The loser could not possibly win even if he tried. He was impressed by Charlie’s audacity to make such a big bet with him!His car would be a total waste when the three-meter fireworks were ignited in his car. Everything—the interior, seats, and dashboard—would be ruined in an instant.Charlie was digging his own grave, so he might as well give him a good push!Clinton nodded without hesitation and shouted, “Guys, you’ll be our witnesses! We’ll race to see whose car is faster. Whoever loses, put the fireworks inside his car and ignite it!”Then, he added, “If anyone dares to violate the bet, his whole family will die!”The guys standing at the side of the road cheered loudly. The rest of the classmates who were inside the restaurant rushed out after hearing what was going on. About twenty to thirty people gathered around the door, waiting for the rac
Charlie’s 520 had a mere 184-horsepower engine while his 540 had 340 horsepower. His car should be much faster and powerful than Charlie’s! How could he overtake him so easily?!Similarly, the people watching the race were dumbfounded!No one would have thought that Charlie, whom they assumed was bound to lose, would overtake Clinton in a swift motion like an arrow released from the bow! In fact, Charlie’s car sped off and left Clinton far behind instantly!Clinton wasn’t even halfway through the race and Charlie had already turned around at the intersection at the end of the road!When Clinton reached the intersection, Charlie had already driven the car back to the starting line!Charlie had won!A landslide victory at that!After turning around at the intersection, Clinton saw Charlie already at the finish line and he almost fainted!What was going on!What the h*ck was going on!Since when could the BMW 520 surpass the 540 so much?No, it couldn’t be! That b*stard must ha
Clinton had lost his mind at this moment.He didn’t want to be humiliated by Charlie the loser in front of his friends.So, he bit his lips, grabbed the fireworks from Douglas, and threw them into his car.Then, as he picked up a lighter and grabbed the end of the firework, he shouted, “Look here, all of you! I’m not a sore loser! I don’t need Charlie’s sympathy!”Then, he lit the lighter and lit the fireworks!In an instant, the fireworks were ignited and burst into cracks in the car!At first, flames were burning inside the car, but very soon, the car was filled with thick white smoke. The sound of the constantly exploding fireworks made Clinton’s heart bleeding in agony, but it made the onlookers extremely excited and thrilled.Many of them took out their phones to record the bizarre scene. They planned to post these videos online to share it with the netizens.The 3-meter fireworks continuously exploded and popped and soon, the cushion seats of the BMW 540 were blown up. Th
Jacob wasn't really concerned with the invitation. He wouldn't be going anyway, and he wouldn't tell Elaine about it.Right now, he had a question.After hanging up on Walker, he asked curiously, "A designated driver would be just a few dozen bucks at most. Why get Walker?"Mr. Bay sighed meaningfully. "Jacob, my boy—it's not just my job description you must handle when you succeed me. You must understand the unspoken rules of the workplace as well as interpersonal relationships."Raising his right index finger, he chuckled, "Earning the loyalty of subordinates is a science. But it has to be a carrot and stick—never just the carrot, while offering them chances to be of service.""Take Walker, for example. As his boss, buying him lunch is 5 points. Ask for a favor, but it's 50 points instead!""As a leader, you should also make sure to give requests that are reasonable. That way, they will consider you to be their ally, or soon enough.""People are strange that way—psychology sim
Jacob certainly agreed with Mr. Bay. When going to a dinner where alcohol would be involved, having a designated driver would be most convenient.Still, Jacob had another plan in mind.Since he had a Cullinan and this was the perfect chance to show off, it would kill him not to drive."Actually, we should go on our own," Jacob told Mr. Bay right then. "We will take my car and get a designated driver to take us home. We can hang out in the backseat to chat—I mean, you'd be in a bad mood if you get a bad driver, bringing a car that stinks of tobacco. You know how bad it can get."Mr. Bay nodded cheerfully. "Alright! I'm counting on you!""Oh, it's only right!"Coming to an agreement, they hurried outside, with Jacob driving and Mr. Bay riding shotgun.They were having a pleasant conversation when Jacob suddenly got a call from Walker, who was his sub at Senior University.Answering with the in-car Bluetooth system, he said, "Hey, Walker. What's up?""Mr. Wilson! I'm done with cl
As such, Albert did not hesitate to say right then, "Don't worry, Mr. Wilson—since they are your friends, I will offer the half-price rebate as you've suggested! When the guests take their seats, I'll personally deliver a couple of nice bottles over as a token of my sincerity!"Oskia truly sets the bar when it comes to being humanistic.There were times when one must show due respect, but not too much either in case it changed the status quo.It was just like a couple eating out with a third-wheel.Even if the third-wheel was better off and happily took the check as the girl watched, there would inevitably be competitiveness. The generosity might even lead to the girl getting attracted to the third-wheel.As such, since Jacob was actually secondary in importance at the event, Albert would have to make sure not to rain on the host's parade while showing his respects to Jacob. Otherwise, the host may hold a grudge against Jacob even if everything was free of charge.And when it cam
Jacob put a hand on his chest. "Don't worry—everything is going to be fine when my son-in-law takes the stage."As soon as he finished speaking, an unknown number called his phone.He answered, hearing a familiar voice he couldn't quite place, "Good afternoon. Am I speaking to Mr. Jacob Wilson?""Yes. May I ask who I am speaking to?""Albert Rhodes, owner of Heaven Springs at your service. Would you happen to remember me?"Hearing that, Jacob turned on the speaker excitedly as he continued, "Oh, yes, Don Albert! Of course I remember!"Mr. Bay's eyes lit up when he heard Albert announce himself, and he mouthed, "Is that really Don Albert?!"Jacob nodded repeatedly, his vanity burgeoning.Mr. Bay was naturally thrilled too, and he leaned closer to listen just as Albert spoke humbly, "If it's alright with you, Mr. Wilson, please don't address me as Don Albert. It's just a title some brats came up with—you are Master Wade's father-in-law, which means you have seniority over me. So,
Mr. Bay was overjoyed, seeing how quickly Jacob agreed to it. "Thanks, Jacob! I owe you!" He exclaimed, but soon added, "It's past four now, and that bunch like to fraternize in the room before they eat. Could you get the room soon? I think they'll be arriving soon."Then, he moved closer to add quietly, "If you can get a Diamond Room like before, I will bring you along. I'm not going to lie, these are officials with decision-making authority. Being friends with them might propel us to new heights!"Jacob already knew that Mr. Bay was sucking up to his friend, otherwise, he wouldn't be so concerned when the dinner was organized by said friend. Understanding that the friend must be important too, Jacob was at once buoyed.After all, he had presumed that becoming vice president was the most he could achieve.Now, if he could attend that dinner with Mr. Bay and establish a good relationship with those bigwigs, he would have his turn when Mr. Bay got promoted too.With that in min
Reservations in Heaven Springs had always been unpredictable, and most rooms weren't open to the general public—even if said rooms were vacant for the night.It was not as if Albert Rhodes didn't want to make money when he built Heaven Springs. He simply didn't do it solely for profit, but only mostly for social events and posturing.Back when he was a humbler member of society, he realized that many bigwigs and even his fellows cared for pride a lot. Be it food, liquor, or even simply everyday consumption, they always strove for the best and the most expensive.That was why polite society valued their privacy and established their respective social circles, which was why Heaven Springs ensured that everything was first-rate: atmosphere, service, food, and clientele.Just like how bigwigs wouldn't dine at the same table as their goons, said goons wouldn't eat at the fancy places those bigwigs frequented even if they had money, as it may appear as if they were overstepping.That wa
As such, intent on keeping up his pretense, Jacob answered the phone, "Looking for me, Matilda?""Uh-huh," Matilda replied, and asked, "You didn't show up at Senior University, and your sub is saying you probably won't be coming for a while? Is that true?""Oh—right, that," Jacob quickly said. "Well, it's true—the gist of it is that the Association is getting busy with a project. As the vice president, I probably shouldn't be staying at Senior University all the time, right?""Heck, Mr. Bay called me last minute, telling me how busy we're going to be and that I was needed. That's why I had to go back, but I will head over to campus again when I have the time."Matilda knew right then that those were all excuses.However, she did not expose Jacob, instead asking, "Well, when are you free? So that I can send you my wedding invitation?""Oh, the invitation?" Jacob quickly chuckled. "You really didn't have to come to me—just pass it to Walker, my sub lecturer. He can pass it to me wh
The next afternoon, there was a sudden change of lecturers for the calligraphy class.Despite being the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, Jacob never showed up, instead getting a substitute instructor to replace him.Matilda had come with the invitation Yolden had written for Jacob, but seeing that Jacob wasn't at the lecture hall, she waited until the class was over to ask the sub, "Excuse me, can I ask why Mr. Wilson wasn't teaching this class?""He's busy at the association," the sub replied. "So, I'm taking over his class."Curious, Matilda pressed, "Then, would you happen to know when he will be coming?""Probably not for a while," the sub replied. "He delegated other classes to me as well, telling me that I could just stick to the PowerPoint slides."Then, he asked, "Do you have business with Mr. Wilson?"Matilda nodded. "Yes, but I can call him myself. Thank you."Leaving the lecture hall, Matilda called Jacob, who was goofing off in his office
On the other end, Matilda was left staring at Jacob's reply in confusion.She had presumed that Jacob would understand when she mentioned inviting his whole family that he should be coming up with an excuse to skip attending her wedding.That was the most ideal solution.As such, she was shocked that instead of playing along, Jacob's reply was short and blunt.[No problem. The four of us will be there!]Perplexed, Matilda was left wondering what Jacob meant. Was he really going to attend her wedding with Elaine?The thought left Matilda frowning as she absolutely didn't want to see Elaine—especially not at her own wedding.Yolden was writing an invitation when he saw the somber look on her face, and he couldn't help asking, "Is there a problem?""Jacob replied," Matilda admitted. "And he's saying that he will bring his whole family.""Really?" Yolden was confused too, as he was hardly as eccentric as Jacob. "But he's afraid of his wife and shouldn't be telling her at all…