Zhou Ying nodded to Jiang Cheng: "Jiang Cheng, you're also here for the car show?"
"Yeah, just came to look around. Are you all gathered around the goddess because you're planning to buy a Ferrari?"
Li Xudong's expression darkened when he saw Zhou Ying's friendly attitude towards Jiang Cheng. He said, "Jiang Cheng, if you don't know, don't talk nonsense. This is a Ferrari 488, one of their newest models developed this year, and the highest-positioned among the three new models. You think it's a bicycle, something you can just buy."
"As expected of our class monitor, I didn't realize you knew so much about Ferrari," Jiang Cheng praised Li Xudong proactively.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng was uncharacteristically not arguing with him, Li Xudong immediately continued, eager to show off his knowledge: "Of course. This Ferrari 488 has a 3.9-liter V8 twin-turbo engine. Its output exceeds 640 horsepower, and it goes from 0 to 100 in just 3 seconds. All its buttons are electronic touch controls, giving it a very futuristic and high-tech feel... And because all the interior options chosen for this car are very expensive, the total price with custom interior and after tax is 5.5 million. How about that, isn't that awesome?"
"It's certainly impressive. It's tough for you, doing so much research without even buying a car," Jiang Cheng said teasingly.
Seeing the scene getting more and more chaotic, Zhou Ying glanced in the direction of her supervisor and said to them with some difficulty, "Excuse me, everyone, I'm working right now. Can we talk another time? It's not good to gather here."
Seeing the goddess in a difficult position, and having just been retorted by Jiang Cheng, Li Xudong immediately showed off, saying, "Zhou Ying, actually, I came to the car show today to casually look for a suitable car to buy. After all, I'm going to college soon, and my college entrance exam score was very good, 625 points. My parents decided to reward me with a car. Can you introduce me to your car? If it's suitable, I'll buy it."
"This... I don't know much about it. If you want to know about the car's performance or anything, you can ask the sales lady over there," Zhou Ying said with an awkward smile.
"Isn't asking you the same? We're old classmates, and I'm more familiar with you," Li Xudong continued to pester.
Jiang Cheng scoffed and immediately exposed Li Xudong's intentions.
"Li Xudong, didn't your introduction just now sound quite detailed? You've practically memorized it, what more is there to understand? If it's suitable, just buy it directly. What era is this, still trying to use such excuses to chat?"
"Jiang Cheng, what I say to Zhou Ying is none of your business. Buying a car is a big deal, not just a few bucks, so I need to understand more. Or why don't you just buy one directly?"
"Alright, Classmate Zhou, if I buy this car, does it come with a car model?"
Zhou Ying smiled at his words and replied, "Jiang Cheng, I didn't expect you to be so humorous."
"I'm serious."
Seeing Jiang Cheng flirt with Zhou Ying, Li Xudong's face grew even darker. He unhappily said, "Jiang Cheng, can you stop showing off? You're affecting Zhou Ying's work."
As Li Xudong finished speaking, the male supervisor of Ferrari walked over with a grim face.
He had noticed this area a while ago, with several students-looking people constantly gathered here chatting.
The male supervisor immediately realized that Li Xudong and his friends were not potential Ferrari customers.
So many people gathered here would only affect their sales.
"Zhou Ying, what's going on with all this chatting during work hours? I'm paying you a salary, not for you to chat here!" the male supervisor reprimanded.
Hearing the supervisor's scolding, Zhou Ying's fair cheeks flushed slightly, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her skirt. She pursed her lips, her voice soft but with a hint of stubbornness: "I'm sorry, Supervisor, I'll return to my post now."
She was working part-time as a car model here, earning two thousand yuan a day.
And she hadn't expected to meet former classmates in the Demon City.
She used to wear the latest seasonal clothes and had limited edition charms on her backpack.
Now, she could only wear the exhibition attire provided by the organizers, standing here maintaining an eight-hour smile.
In fact, the moment Jiang Cheng appeared, she knew her fingertips trembled involuntarily.
The boy who once filled her diary with her innermost thoughts now appeared before her so unexpectedly.
Zhou Ying instinctively wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to hide.
This car model job was too important to her.
It was a significant source of her university tuition fees.
The male supervisor's imposing scolding of Zhou Ying was also an indirect warning to Jiang Cheng and the others not to gather here and chat.