Chapter 82: Car show, who do you think you are?!-"Rebirth 2000: I broke the agreement and became rich"
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Halfway through the meal, Gu Qingyan brought the topic back to business.
"If Pacific Bridge really comes in, someone here in Shanghai will definitely be tempted."
Lin Chuan took a bite of food.
"It's normal to be tempted."
"Foreign investment funds, overseas technology, international demonstration park."
Gu Qingyan looked at him.
"These words should be written into the material, they are very beautiful."
Lin Chuan smiled.
"Are you not in a hurry?"
"Don't worry too much on your face."
"The biggest fear at the poker table is not that the opponent has a strong hand, but that someone pushes away all the chips without even seeing the hole card clearly."
The meal ends at nine o'clock.
Neither of them drank.
When we went downstairs, the driver was already waiting at the door.
The wind on the road in Hengshan was a bit chilly at night, and the shadows of trees pressed against the steps. The car lights flickered and then dispersed.
Gu Qingyan stood on the steps and suddenly spoke before getting into the car.
"Gu Cheng should take you to a car show in two days."
Lin Chuan looked at her.
"Car show?"
"This is no ordinary car show."
Gu Qingyan pulled the cuffs of his coat.
"Private car bureau. Several car dealers, tuners, and collectors in Shanghai will go there. There are also some young people who usually don't show up at dinner parties, but it's common in car parks."
She paused.
"You can go and have a look."
Lin Chuan nodded.
"It sounds like Gu Cheng will be very happy."
The car door closes.
The black car drove off Hengshan Road.
When he got home, his phone just lit up.
Gu Cheng sent a message.
"The day after tomorrow, I'll show you something a man should see."
Lin Chuan replied: "The best thing you can talk about is the car."
Gu Cheng replied instantly.
"Nonsense. Don't think of me as vulgar as Zhao Yu."
After two seconds, another one came.
"Of course, car models are not vulgar, that's called industrial support."
Lin Chuan looked at the screen and smiled, then put the phone into his pocket.
The day after tomorrow in the afternoon.
Gu Cheng parked his Lamborghini downstairs in Aurora.
The orange car lined up in front of the building, seeming to attract the attention of the entire street.
As soon as the car door opened, Zhang Hu came out of the lobby.
He stood on the steps and watched for a long time, with a serious expression as if he was inspecting the warehouse fire protection.
Gu Cheng took off his sunglasses.
"Brother Tiger, are you stupid?"
Zhang Hu walked around the car and looked up at the scissor door.
“Is this car easy to catch water when it rains?”
Gu Cheng was stunned for a moment.
Lin Chuan just came out of the revolving door and happened to hear this sentence.
Gu Cheng covered his chest.
"Brother Hu, your perspective is very new."
Zhang Hu is serious.
"I'm just asking practical questions. When you rich people buy things, you often lack the torture of working people."
Gu Cheng pointed at him and said to Lin Chuan: "If this brother of yours goes to sell cars, he can sell Ferraris and make him unemployed in half an hour."
Lin Chuan walked to the car and glanced at Zhang Hu.
"Have you finished reading the supply chain report?"
"Halfway through it."
Zhang Hu scratched his head.
"The remaining half will be chewed at night. Don't worry, I'm just like before the high school exam. I almost put the book under the pillow to absorb it."
Gu Cheng laughed so much that the steering wheel shook.
The car drove to Songjiang.
Along the way, Gu Cheng was obviously more excited than usual.
He said that not everyone can enter this private car game.
On the surface, it is a gathering of car enthusiasts, but in fact, it is half business and half friendship.
Who can get a car from Europe, who knows the dealer, who has the resources for modification, who can handle the procedures cleanly, and who can navigate between customs and taxation without wrestling.
The car drove into a closed park in Songjiang.
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