"President Su, your car is right here. Would you like to unveil it yourself, or should our staff assist you?"
Su Yang smiled faintly. "I'll do it myself. Adds to the ceremony of it all."
"Haha, sounds good! Please go ahead, President Su!"
Su Yang nodded and walked to the front-left side of the car. With one hand, he gripped the corner of the black cover and gave it a firm pull.
Whoosh—
The cover flew off, revealing a brand-new Audi RS7 in all its glory.
The Nardo Gray paint, blackened rims, aggressive widebody kit, and a host of custom options made the car look every bit the performance beast it was.
Pop! Pop!
As Su Yang unveiled the car, staff on either side fired off confetti cannons.
Colorful glitter filled the air as an upbeat soundtrack began playing in the delivery center.
"Congratulations, President Su, on your new Audi RS7!" Manager Zhang cheered, clapping enthusiastically.
The rest of the staff, playing their part as the hype squad, joined in with applause and cheers, turning the delivery center into a lively celebration.
‘Hmm, this feels pretty good,’ Su Yang thought, smiling at the scene.
[Ding! Detecting that the host is thoroughly enjoying the car delivery experience. Reward: 800,000 RMB.]
"President Su, please inspect your new car!" Lili stood beside him, gesturing toward the RS7 with a smile.
"Sure." Su Yang walked forward, giving the car a quick once-over before opening the door and settling into the driver’s seat for a feel.
"Everything checks out. You guys can handle the temporary license plate here, right?"
Lili stepped closer with a grin. "Yes, President Su."
"Great!" Su Yang stepped out of the car.
At that moment, Lili picked up a stack of documents and approached him cheerfully.
She handed over the purchase invoice, two keys, warranty certificates, maintenance manuals, the vehicle compliance certificate, and a pile of other paperwork.
"President Su, the complimentary gifts are already placed in the back seat of your car. And please keep all these documents safe—especially the purchase invoice."
Su Yang accepted the items with a nod. "Oh, what about the green book...?"
Hearing this, Lili promptly explained, "President Su, after your license plate is registered, you’ll need to wait about one or two days before collecting the vehicle registration certificate—the green book—from the DMV."
Su Yang nodded. This was his first time buying a car outright, so he wasn’t entirely familiar with the process.
He smiled at Lili. "Got it, thanks."
"You’re welcome! If you have any other questions later, feel free to message me on WeChat anytime."
"Sure thing."
A staff member then arrived with a DSLR camera, prompting Su Yang, Manager Zhang, Lili, and others to gather in front of the car for a group photo.
With that, the delivery ceremony officially concluded.
An hour later, with the temporary plates secured, Su Yang drove out of the 4S dealership under the watchful eyes of the staff.
As Su Yang disappeared into the distance, Lili’s gaze lingered, her thoughts unreadable.
......
After leaving the Tianhui Auto Trade Center, Su Yang glanced at the fuel gauge on the dashboard—only 10 kilometers of range left.
He turned the wheel and headed toward a gas station a few hundred meters away.
Pulling up to the pump, he rolled down the window and called out, "Hey, fill it up with 98, please."
"Sure thing~"
"Whoa, an RS7? Damn, this is my first time seeing one in real life. Didn’t think anyone actually bought these."
"Could be an A7 with a body kit?"
"Are you stupid? It’s obviously brand-new. And look at that widebody, those rims, the exhaust—what A7 comes like this?"
Su Yang smirked, listening to the two drivers behind him chatter.
It was true—unless you were into cars, it was hard to tell the difference between an RS7, an S7, and an A7. To the average person, they all looked nearly identical.
That was part of why the RS7 didn’t sell well. It didn’t stand out enough from its cheaper siblings.
With a budget of two million, most people would go for a Porsche Panamera or a Mercedes S-Class.
The RS7 was too understated for flexing.
But Su Yang didn’t care. He simply liked the car.
If he wanted to show off, he didn’t need the F80 or the Sienna—the S680, the Turbos, or the Cullinan would do the job just fine.
Still, driving the RS7 had its perks. Flying under the radar before surprising people was way more thrilling than blatant bragging.
Soon, the tank was full. After paying, Su Yang revved the engine and sped off.
......
Half an hour later, Su Yang pulled into the underground garage of Senhai Manor, parking the RS7 in a public spot not far from his other cars before heading home.
It was already 3 PM.
Back in his apartment, Su Yang brewed a cup of coffee and flopped onto the couch.
"Finally done. How many cars do I even have now?"
He started counting on his fingers. "One, two, three... six, seven. Seven! Damn, I’ve officially reached ‘one car for every day of the week’ status."
"Nice." He took a sip of coffee, grinning.
With nothing urgent to do, he picked up his phone and transferred 300,000 RMB each to his parents.
"Feels good to spoil the family too!"
[Ding! Detecting that the host is thoroughly enjoying his current lifestyle. Reward: 1,000,000 RMB.]
Before long, his mom called—again asking why he’d sent more money. Su Yang brushed it off with some excuse about business going well.
By 5 PM, his WeChat pinged.
As expected, it was Yaya.
"Su Yang? You back in Haicheng?"
"Yeah, got back."
"And you didn’t even tell me? Free tonight? If I don’t ask, I’ll never get that meal you owe me."
Su Yang chuckled and replied, "I’m free. Where are you?"
"I’ve been staying at a friend’s place. Somewhere in Nanlin District, I think? Not entirely sure."
"Ah, not far then. I’m in Yonghe District. What do you feel like eating tonight?"
"No idea what’s good in Haicheng. You’re the local—you pick. I’ll eat whatever you’re treating me to."
"Fine. Send me your location—I’ll come get you now."
"Ok~"
……

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