Chapter 94 Super Rich Second Generation

Accompanied by an intense and harsh sound of tires rubbing against the concrete road, the oncoming car suddenly swerved while there was still a little distance between Yang Huan and Yang Huan.

The whole car just stopped on the side about ten meters away in front of Yang Huan.

The door opened, and a handsome man with blond hair got out of the car. He was very white, the kind of white that would glow under the night light.

The posture of getting out of the car is very handsome, but the smile on the corner of his mouth gives people a sinister feeling.

"I..." Long Wu was furious and was about to rush up.

However, Yang Huan stretched out his right hand and stopped Long Wu, while his left hand was wrapped around Lin Yun'er's waist.

He was also taken aback just now, and now his heart is full of anger, but he has not lost his mind.

The man who got off the car came up with a smile, very proud of his excellent performance just now. At the critical moment, there was a direct drift and he almost hit someone.

"Hello, my name is Jin Dayong, nice to meet you." When he introduced himself, he pointed at Yang Huan with his right hand and raised his eyebrows.

Yang Huan laughed, was he a rich second generation? His favorite thing to do is to help their failed dads teach this bunch of mischievous rich second-generation, especially this ignorant Korean stick!

"Hello, my name is Yang Huan, and it's nice to meet you!" Yang Huan clenched the hand that was wrapped around Lin Yun'er's waist.

There was a soft touch on the palm of her hand, and her whole body was thrown into Yang Huan's suspicion, and her chest was attached to Yang Huan's chest.

It was obvious that she was still having lingering fears about what happened just now, and her fiercely heaving chest was constantly rubbing against Yang Huan's chest.

Jin Dayong saw his actions, his eyes flashed a little bit, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't have to know who you are!" Yang Huan still laughed, "Because no matter who you are, I will beat you into a pig's head!"

"My father is King Kong!" Jin Dayong shouted loudly.

When everyone behind Yang Huan heard it, they were all surprised.

"King Kong, the third richest man in Korea."

"I heard that King Kong has eyes and hands in Korea, and he can eat both black and white.

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"My God, his father is King Kong, so don't provoke him."

Li Zhushan also took a step forward, pulled Yang Huan's hand, and whispered, "Mr. Yang Huan, forget it."

Even Lin Yun'er, who was in Yang Huan's arms, raised her head, and her eyes seemed to be persuading Yang Huan to stop.

It can be seen that this King Kong is at least one of the most important figures in Seoul, South Korea.

Seeing the effect of his shouting, Jin Dayong immediately laughed proudly.

"Have you seen it? In South Korea, even the president has to give my father face."

Yang Huan listened, let go of Lin Yuner in his arms, and was about to walk up.

Lin Yuner nervously took his hand, shook her head at him, and motioned him not to go up.

"It's okay, everyone is a rich second generation, I have a common language with him, let's talk!"

Yang Huan thinks that this girl is quite righteous. At least when the car was about to hit her just now, her first reaction was to throw herself down, so he had to keep her safe in the future. How can he still mess with Young Master Huan?

As for the second generation of the rich Korean...

South Korea is such a big place, even their rich second generation dare to drag it like this?

"King Kong's son, is it amazing?" Yang Huan took a few steps forward and saw his car clearly.

"Wow, it's still an Aston Martin!"

Jin Dayong laughed, "Don't think it's great to know a signboard, this is a limited edition Aston Martin, you don't have it in China, have you seen it, rich second generation?"

Hearing this, Yang Huan laughed again, "I really haven't seen it before..."

That Jin Dayong thought Yang Huan was timid and was about to laugh, but as soon as his mouth opened, Yang Huan stopped him from laughing.

"...Such an ugly Aston Martin, limited edition? Is it strange?"

Jin Dayong was a little annoyed, "At least you can't afford it!"

"Yes, I really can't afford this kind of car that damages the Aston Martin brand."

Yang Huan sneered at the Jin Dayong in front of him, "You know what? Aston Martin has been in financial crisis for the past two years. It developed two models before, but none of them sold well, so their chairman David Richards I just thought of a good way.”

"At that time, he said, wow, there are many, many fools and idiots in the world, and they only know one signboard, no matter how good or bad, so we have to cater to them and launch some limited-edition models, so we have what you see in front of you this one."

Jin Dayong really didn't know there was such a reason, but he heard that Yang Huan was deliberately sarcastic and ridiculed him, and called him a fool and an idiot, making him humiliated in front of Lin Yuner, which made him a little crazy.

"In the whole world, as long as you have a little knowledge, or a rich second generation who occasionally reads newspaper news, just like me, you must know this, so we won't buy a car like yours, we will buy it if we want. ONE-77."

Having said this, Yang Huan deliberately smiled and looked at Jin Dayong, "Do you know ONE-77?"

Without waiting for him to answer, "Oh, I don't know, I know you don't know, there are only 77 cars in the world, one 1.5 million pounds, the most expensive supercar in the world, representing the highest level of sports car craftsmanship A classic masterpiece!"

Seeing that Jin Dayong's face became extremely embarrassed, Yang Huan was in a good mood and laughed, "I have four!"

He did have four, but he hadn't picked up the car yet.

Everyone present was in an uproar. He actually had four of the 1.5 million pound supercars?

"Could it be that Mr. Yang Huan is the second-generation rich Chinese who bought four Aston Martins in London a few months ago?"

"No, Mr. Yang Huan is really that rich?"

"My God, the more I look at it, the more similar it is. Didn't Mr. Li say that Mr. Yang is from England?"

"Yeah, it's really him."

"God, it's already very luxurious for ordinary people to buy one. He actually bought four in one go."

"My God, Mr. Yang Huan is really a super rich second generation."

Except for Long Wu, Du Ziteng, Lin Yuner who got the news from the agent early, and Li Zhushan who vaguely guessed Yang Huan's net worth, everyone was shocked. That was six million pounds!

Although Jin Dayong didn't like to read the news or read newspapers, he had heard of it to some extent. At that time, many people in their group of rich second-generation were very envious of Yang Huan, even worshipped, thinking that the rich second-generation Should be so arrogant.

But now that he is on the ropes, how can he be ashamed in front of Lin Yuner?

"If you say you have four, I believe it?" Jin Dayong sneered twice, "Then I said I have ten, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it!" Of course Yang Huan didn't believe it.

He was one of the first owners of the ONE-77, and if he didn't mention the car, let alone others.

"So, I don't believe it either!" Jin Dayong laughed, "Look at your poor and sour look, you are still walking, maybe you don't even have a car."

Jin Dayong had inquired about some peripheral news from the agent surnamed Park before. He knew that Yang Huan was indeed a rich man from China, but he didn't know how rich he was, but these were not important.

The important thing is that a Chinese who comes to Korea can still drive the car over?

"Don't say I look down on you, I don't want you to show ONE-77, as long as you have a car that is better than mine, I will admit defeat, you can say anything." Jin Dayong put on an arrogant look .

I just look down on you, how?

"Really anything?"

"certainly!"

"Okay, you wait."

Yang Huan nodded towards him and walked back.

"Master Huan, why are you talking so much nonsense with him? I'll just go up and beat him into a pig's head. Seeing how arrogant this Korean is, I really want to punch him." Long Wu was furious.

His duty is to protect Yang Huan, but just now, this second-generation rich Korean almost killed Yang Huan under his nose, which made Long Wu extremely angry, and this was the first time he had a kind of murderous intention. impulse.

"Can hitting people solve the problem?" Yang Huan said in a hurry, "We are gentle people, we are abroad, we represent the image of the motherland, can we beat people at any time? People all over the world think that we, like the United States, beat up anyone who doesn't look good to us?"

After being trained by Yang Huan, Long Wu turned his head angrily and didn't dare to say a word.

Yang Huan took his mobile phone from him and made a call.

It was morning in the UK at this time.

Zhao Yuanfang, who came to the UK from China, just completed an acquisition a few days ago, taking Aston Martin from David Richards for £360 million.

These two days he has been busy taking over the Aston Martin business, accompanied by Ulrich Bates.

Early in the morning, just after arriving at Aston Martin's Guyton headquarters, he received a call from Yang Huan.

"Master Huan!"

"Old Zhao, I'm in Seoul, South Korea. I don't care what method you use. Before dawn, get me a new Aston Martin sports car, or you're an investment advisor, don't do it!"

"Ah!" Zhao Yuanfang was dumbfounded when she heard the busy tone on the phone.

Is this the latest test that Master Huan gave me?

Thinking of this, he immediately rushed out of the office and into the office of Ulrich Bates.

"Master Huan is in Korea and wants a new Aston Martin, do you have it?"

Ulrich Bates was still lying on his desk and eating breakfast. He almost choked when he heard the sudden shout from the investment expert from China.

Zhao Yuanfang didn't have time to talk to him, so he repeated what he just said.

"I'll check!" Ulrich Bates immediately turned on the computer.

Now Aston Martin has networked with major dealers around the world, you can quickly check the sales situation and information in various places.

This check is soon found.

"Yes, at a dealership in Seoul, South Korea, we have a ONE-77 on a global tour, but it's a show car." Ulrich Bates didn't understand what Yang Huan was going to do.

"Can you drive?" Zhao Yuanfang asked again.

"Can."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuanfang was overjoyed, "Contact the dealer in Seoul, South Korea immediately!"

Ulrich Bates thought something was wrong, so he hurried out of the office and asked his customer specialist to contact him.

For a time, the entire Gayton headquarters office suddenly burst into turmoil.

Zhao Yuanfang made a phone call to Yang Huan to report the harvest and the situation.

"Very well, I'm outside the gate of the Conrad Hotel in Seoul, you ask them to drive over immediately!"

Zhao Yuanfang went out immediately and conveyed Yang Huan's request again.

Because the ONE-77 parade in Seoul, South Korea, Aston Martin also has three employees in Seoul, one of which is the sales manager of Aston Martin.

Although it was time for get off work, Ulrich Bates still called immediately, asked the sales manager to contact the dealer, and drove the car to the Conrad Hotel as soon as possible.

Coincidentally, the sales manager was cooperating with the South Korean distributor to accept an exclusive interview with Chosun Ilbo.

Hearing that Ulrich Bates called specifically, he thought it was an urgent matter, so he temporarily interrupted the interview, went back to the dealer to pick up the car, and went straight to the Conrad Hotel. ()