Volume One, Chapter 54: Racing the G-Class

Xu Shao! The Xu family!

Lin Xiaoxu’s gaze fell directly upon the face of the wealthy second-generation heir before him.

This Xu Shao was breathtakingly handsome, his features exquisitely sculpted, the curve of his jawline near perfect.

There was an undeniable air of cold arrogance and nobility between his brows, while a hint of recklessness curled at the corner of his mouth.

Dressed in an expensive suit that accentuated his figure like that of a male model, he was truly a strikingly handsome rich heir.

This Xu Shao had indeed been born under a lucky star—wealthy and good-looking.

His face bore no resemblance whatsoever to Xu Weilong, the man who had drunk-driven and killed Lin Xiaoxu’s parents years ago.

Lin Xiaoxu felt his own nerves fray at the mere mention of the surname Xu, as if a cat had been stepped on its tail, his whole body bristling.

In Jinchang County, the Xu family was so numerous that if there weren’t a thousand, there’d be at least eight hundred of them.

Xu Houze sensed a hostile gaze sweeping over him. He looked up but saw nothing unusual aside from a few envious looks from the store staff.

Before Xu Houze’s gaze could meet his, Lin Xiaoxu quickly withdrew his eyes and looked elsewhere.

“Manru, pick out a car worth over half a million,” Lin Xiaoxu said, lightly pushing Lin Manru’s shoulder.

Lin Manru’s expression darkened. Setting aside that this might play into that suited man’s trap, driving a luxury car worth over half a million back to Taoyuan Village would surely terrify the villagers.

Just a few days ago, when Lin Xiaoxu had ridden in on a three-wheeled motorcycle, the villagers had been insanely jealous, even going so far as to anonymously accuse him of stealing the vehicle.

It was easy to imagine the animosity the villagers would show when Lin Manru returned in a luxury car.

“Hmph, if you can’t afford it, don’t waste time here. Better to crawl under my pants, bark like a dog, then crawl out,” the suited man muttered.

Everyone around wore expressions of eager anticipation, except for Xu Houze, whose face showed no change; he seemed utterly uninterested.

Miao Cuicui snorted coldly, her eyes flashing with disdain. In high school, Lin Xiaoxu had appeared handsome to her, but now, he was utterly repulsive.

She would never admit they had once attended the same school—it would be mortifying.

He was clearly just a fruit farmer, yet dared to swagger into a Mercedes-Benz dealership to show off? He was bound to be humiliated soon enough!

“Don’t look down on people with your dirty eyes!”

Lin Manru knew Lin Xiaoxu had accepted five million yuan from Qi Xiangfu as a consultation fee and was no longer short of money. More than fearing the villagers’ contempt for returning with a luxury car, she feared Lin Xiaoxu losing face publicly.

Gritting her teeth, she resolutely pointed to a black SUV.

“Hahaha… country bumpkin, the village girl you brought just pointed at a Mercedes G-Class. That one costs 1.89 million yuan!” the suited man laughed, nearly staggering.

Men often played the big shot to impress women, but when they overdid it, trouble followed.

“If you country bumpkin can actually produce 1.89 million yuan in cash to buy a G-Class, I’ll immediately kneel and lick all the mud off your filthy shoes!”

The suited man seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes flashing red as he glared fiercely at Lin Xiaoxu.

“1.89 million? That’s the same price as Xu Shao’s girlfriend’s red sports car.”

“Xu Shao is the top rich heir in our county; spending 1.89 million yuan is like us spending 189 yuan. But this country bumpkin doesn’t even look like he’s worth a hundred yuan. How could he possibly pay 1.89 million cash for a G-Class?”

“He’s really overplaying it now. Let’s see how this bumpkin will backpedal.”

“If he can’t, no big deal—at worst, he just can’t take this village girl to a hotel.”

The crowd buzzed with chatter.

Miao Cuicui, initially furious, felt her mood shift after hearing the discussions. Instead of anger, she preferred to savor the spectacle of Lin Xiaoxu and the village girl’s impending disgrace.

After exchanging a glance with Lin Manru, Lin Xiaoxu pulled a bank card from his pocket and tossed it to Liu Wanru.

“Consider this your commission.”

Since he was already playing the part, Lin Xiaoxu didn’t mind raising the stakes. Mimicking the rich heir Xu Shao’s demeanor, he casually handed the bank card to Liu Wanru.

“Is this a debit card?” Liu Wanru hesitated briefly before instructing someone to bring over the POS machine.

With her experience as a top saleswoman, she suspected this country bumpkin might be a hidden gem.

The suited man sneered dismissively.

“Sir, please enter your PIN,” Liu Wanru said, handing the POS machine to Lin Xiaoxu with both hands.

Lin Xiaoxu took it, pressed six digits, then hit the green confirmation button.

Click-click—a white slip slid out from the top of the POS.

Wow—the faces of nearly everyone present changed drastically, especially the suited man, whose pupils shrank to pinpoints.

Xu Houze barely raised an eyebrow, while Miao Cuicui, standing next to him, was so shocked her mouth, adorned with bright lipstick, dropped open wide enough to fit a duck egg.

Lin Xiaoxu’s card really did swipe successfully for 1.89 million!

He was just a fruit farmer, a rural man—how could this be?

“Miss Miao, here is your car key and receipt.”

“Sir, here are your car key and receipt.”

Liu Wanru, a seasoned top saleswoman accustomed to all sorts of scenes, quickly regained her composure.

Miao Cuicui weakly accepted the keys and papers.

Lin Xiaoxu, after taking his, turned to the suited man and said, “Kneel down and lick the mud!”

The suited man glanced at the muddy shoes at Lin Xiaoxu’s feet, then rolled his eyes, his legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the cold ground.

That mud must weigh at least half a pound—how the hell could he lick it off?

“Sir, it’s all my fault for being so mouthy. Please show mercy and don’t hold grudges against someone like me. I beg you,” the suited man sobbed, tears and snot streaming down his face, utterly shameless as he knelt and kowtowed.

But in his heart, he cursed, “You damn mutt, you have money in your card. Why didn’t you say so earlier? And you dress in nothing but stall goods—are you crazy?”

“Good boy, open your mouth!”

“What?”

Before he could react, a Liberation-brand cloth shoe, caked in mud, was shoved into his mouth...

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