"Wow, this is your new car in Guoyang, Rolls-Royce, the world's top luxury car, so beautiful and domineering, it's so amazing."

After seeing Zhao Guoyang's new "car" at Songjiang Customs, Mu Yiyi's mouth couldn't close.

When Zhao Guoyang caught a glimpse of her "amazing" look, he was secretly amused.

He glanced at Wu Kai, the chief of Songjiang Customs, who was smiling beside him, and said gratefully: "Customer Wu, I want you to review it myself. This time I am really troubled! Thank you!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Kai laughed and said, "Mr. Zhao, you are so polite! You are a famous celebrity in our Songjiang City. You have been the "Top Ten Outstanding Youths" for two consecutive years. You are a young entrepreneur praised by Mayor Huang."

"I'm very happy to have the opportunity to help you, the famous celebrity!"

After hearing what Guan Wu praised him, Zhao Guoyang quickly said modestly: "Customer Wu, you are too polite..."

After a few words of politeness to Zhao Guoyang, Wu Kai said with sigh: "Mr. Zhao, I have been in the customs system for some years, but this is the first time I have seen a car as expensive as you. After some taxes are reduced, I still need a full five million yuan, which is really scary!"

Zhao Guoyang smiled and explained: "Customer Wu, I can't do anything about it. You also know that the three companies under my jurisdiction now have business dealings with many internationally renowned companies. If you don't get a good car, it will be easy to lose momentum when driving it out, so..."

"I understand!"

Wu Kai nodded repeatedly, "At the government work meeting in Songjiang City at the end of the year, I heard Deputy Mayor Gao mention your three companies. In terms of market value, it is really amazing to be among the top 100 companies in our city!"

"That also occupies the light of our China reform and development, and the care and support of our leaders, Chief Wu, you are just lucky..." Zhao Guoyang replied politely.

After chatting with Chief Wu for a while, Zhao Guoyang then said goodbye to Mu Yiyi.

After getting in the car, Zhao Guoyang looked at Mu Yiyi who was fiddling with some special buttons in the car and said, "All right, those buttons are useless. Just drive it first, go back and study it slowly!"

After hearing this, Mu Yiyi's pretty face turned red.

She said in a muffled voice: "Hey, Guoyang, don't you really treat me as a driver? Do you want me to help you drive for the rest of your life?"

"Well, at least during the Chinese New Year, when Luo Xiao no longer has, you have to help me, right?" Zhao Guoyang shrugged and said distractedly.

After Zhao Guoyang finished speaking, Mu Yiyi had no intention of being angry at all.

She turned her head and snorted, then started the car and drove forward.

...

When Rolls-Royce stopped downstairs of the "Xingtai International" administrative building, it happened to be the company getting off work in the evening.

Because it was the last working day, the company did not ask everyone to work overtime and they were all ready to get off work.

After a group of people came out of the building talking and laughing, they were attracted by the car in front of them at first sight.

"Wow, what kind of car is this? It looks quite unusual!" Administrative assistant Song Meiting exclaimed in surprise.

"Well, it looks like it's an imported car. I have never seen such a domestic one..." Xiao Ling, who was standing beside him, responded.

While several girls were talking here, Wang Zecheng's screams rang behind him.

"Wow, Dalao! So handsome!"

Xie Yiman, who came out with Wang Zecheng, obviously also saw the car and was amazed.

"Ah, it's really a Rolls-Royce! Our Mr. Zhao surprised us again this time!"

After hearing Xie Yiman's feelings, the two girls next to him asked curiously: "Sister Yiman, are you saying that this car belonging to our Mr. Zhao?"

"Yes, although the car has not been licensed yet. Since it has been parked downstairs, it must have been purchased by Mr. Zhao. Speaking of which, in the entire Songjiang City, except Mr. Zhao, I can't think of anyone with such courage and style!"

Hearing this, Song Meiting couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Sister Yiman, what you mean, this car is very expensive?"

Wang Zecheng, who had finished sighing next to him, listened to this question and looked at Song Meiting as if he was looking at a monster and said, "Damn, sister Meiting, you are not, Da Lao doesn't even know him!"

Song Meiting blushed and nodded slightly, looking shy.

Seeing her ignorant expression, Wang Zecheng opened his mouth with a big voice: "This Rolls-Royce, originated from England, is a manufacturer of super luxury cars in the world. He specially customized various vehicles for the English royal family, and is very famous!"

"Then, its price must be not low, right?" Xiao Ling next to him asked curiously.

"Tsk tsk, it's not just not low!" Wang Zecheng said whisperingly, "Did you see the 'Flying Goddess' logo in front of this car?"

"Uh, this is the goddess of flying. I thought it was the 'Camellia girl'..." Song Meiting said embarrassedly.

Wang Zecheng stared at Song Meiting with a look of "You are amazing", and then he said, "Camellia girl, Sister Meiting, you are so funny... Do you know how much it costs to just be the logo of this 'Flying Goddess'?"

Song Meiting was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively: "Don't it cost several hundred yuan?"

"No, guess again!" Wang Zecheng shook his head, looking proud.

"Uh, is it a few thousand yuan?" Xiao Ling next to her couldn't help but speak.

Xie Yiman couldn't stand his boyfriend's smug look, so he patted him on the spot and scolded him bluntly: "What are you showing off? You know so much, right?"

Turning his head to look at the little sisters who were stunned by the side, Xie Yiman explained with a smile: "My sister Meiting, Xiao Ling, this Rolls-Royce is the most famous mass-produced luxury car in the world. Each one is carefully crafted in the handicraft workshop. The price is naturally high!"

"As far as I know, the factory price of a brand new Rolls-Royce is 30 million yuan. If the shipping fee and tariffs are included, the landing of this car will not be less than 50 million yuan..."

"And the cost of its 'Flying Goddess' logo is more than 100,000 yuan. To put it bluntly, the year-end dividends that Manager Wang Zecheng received today are only enough to buy a car logo..."

"Ah!" After hearing Xie Yiman's story, the girls were stunned.

Although they were mentally prepared when Wang Zecheng introduced it before, they knew that this car would not be too cheap.

But when they heard Xie Yiman say that this car costs several million, they were a little confused on the spot.

Just as everyone was amazed, the window in the cab fell down.

Mu Yiyi looked at the big guy with a questioning face and said, "Sister Yiman, have you seen Zhao Qian? Mr. Zhao's meeting on the 'sms company' has ended. I am going to go back to Ninghai City immediately and come to pick her up..."

"Ah... it was driven by Miss Yiyi. That, Zhao Qian went out from behind me, so you'll arrive soon." Xie Yiman was stunned for a moment, and then started to speak.

Seeing Mu Yiyi showing her face, everyone naturally confirmed that the car was newly bought by Mr. Zhao.

Wang Zecheng trotted to the side of the passenger seat with a shy face and gently tapped the car window.

Zhao Guoyang, who was sitting in the car, was resting with his eyes closed, heard the sound. When he turned around, he saw Wang Zecheng's smiling face.

After falling off the car window, Zhao Guoyang opened his voice curiously: "Zecheng, what are you doing?"

Wang Zecheng looked at Zhao Guoyang with his ears scratching his head and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Zhao, are you going to go back to Ninghai City for the New Year now? Don't stay in Songjiang City for more than one more day?"

After hearing this, Zhao Guoyang shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't wait. I'll take advantage of the easy road to go home early. If I really delay it until tomorrow, I'll probably be blocked on the road..."

What Zhao Guoyang said is the truth. With the steady improvement of the national economy in the past two years, the number of car owners in big cities such as Beijing and Songjiang has gradually increased.

In the past year alone, the number of private driving in Songjiang City has increased by nearly 70% in previous years, and this momentum is still growing.

Under such circumstances, the pressure on transportation has also increased suddenly.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand. In the 1990s, even ten lanes and eight lanes were rare in big cities, and most of them were narrow roads such as six lanes.

Because the number of private cars surged, the roads that were not originally spacious seemed even more crowded.

In the past year, every time Zhao Guoyang came to Songjiang City, he had to catch a traffic jam or two.

This is the Chinese New Year, he doesn't want to get stuck on the road for a long time, so he's physically and mentally exhausted before going home.

After hearing Zhao Guoyang's decisive answer, Wang Zecheng sighed.

Looking at his appearance, Zhao Guoyang curiously said, "What's wrong, Zecheng. If I don't go back to Ninghai City this time, why do you have such a concern? Don't you want to live with Yiman and take me to drink?"

As soon as Zhao Guoyang asked, Xie Yiman, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "No, Mr. Zhao!"

"He, most of the time, I want to take your car to go to Chenghuang Temple to stalker and pretend to be a big shot!"

After hearing Xie Yiman's judgment, Zhao Guoyang smiled knowingly.

As Xie Yiman said, Wang Zecheng is really a person who can do such a thing.

Wang Zecheng was teased by his girlfriend, and then hummed and retorted: "Hmph, Yiman, you don't understand this, right? I'm called marketing methods, and it doesn't match the pretender."

"You think, if we were riding such a cool car on the street to go shopping in the night market, and when people asked, we would directly report the name of "Xingtai International". The eye-shaking effect would definitely be much better than advertising on TV!"

When Zhao Guoyang heard this, he smiled slightly.

I have to say that Wang Zecheng is still very smart, and his words are also quite reasonable.

"Hmph, you have some reason! If you want me to say it, you just want to show off!" Xie Yiman said without any shame.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Guoyang smiled and waved his hand to Xie Yiman and said, "Yiman, Zecheng said it really makes sense... But today is definitely not possible. I'm rushing back to celebrate the New Year."

"Let's wait for the beginning of next spring. You and Zecheng plan together to use our Rolls-Royce to do some marketing matters!"
Chapter completed!