"Fuck!"
Dan Zihao's head buzzed with anger as he slammed his hand on the table, ready to erupt in a torrent of curses, but a single icy glance from Han Lie instantly calmed him down.
May my next life... what comes after that again?
He hadn't memorized the scripture, but he remembered the feeling of listening to a lunatic reciting it.
It was a fear tinged with the stench of urine.
Immediately, he changed his tune indignantly, "A new car with such great handling for just one million is practically a steal, okay? And my license plate is local; do you think that's easy to get?"
This abrupt shift nearly gave everyone whiplash.
In fact, it was a definite bargain. A top-spec RS7 with less than 5,000 kilometers on it could sell for over 1.4 million second-hand, especially since it was this year's latest high-performance model.
However, Han Lie still didn't want to let Dan Zihao off so easily.
