"Let it be, I do not deign to argue with you," after a full minute, the young man seemed to deflate like a balloon, instantly feeling deflated. He only had five million, and if he bought a car worth nearly ten million, his father would surely break his legs. Therefore, he dared not compete with Bidegla any longer.

But soon, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he spoke in a cold, indifferent tone, "This Lamborghini costs a full seven million. Can you come up with that?"

His meaning was very clear, that Bidegla could not come up with so much money.

"Whether I can come up with it or not, that doesn't seem to be your concern, does it?" Bidegla smiled, and then made a call to Jennie Laura.

The young man was right. He only had two million in his account now. To buy a seven million luxury car, he was still far short.

The call was quickly answered, and Jennie Laura's voice came through, "Bidegla, do you need something?"

"Yes," Bidegla said, and then calmly added, "I need ten million now. Can you transfer it to me?"

His tone was very calm, but to everyone present, it caused their faces to change. Bidegla, who had just graduated, was asking for ten million on the phone. What did his family do?

"Wait a minute, I'll transfer it to you in ten minutes at most," Jennie Laura said without asking anything else, and then hung up.

Bidegla did not doubt her words, so he put the phone back in his pocket.

"Hmph, who knows if what you said is true," the young man spoke again, looking disdainful.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll know in a few minutes. I hope you don't cry when the time comes," Bidegla smiled and did not argue with him, returning to Mordhadi's side.

"Youngest brother, have you gone crazy?" Watching Bidegla smiling, Mordhadi felt his body shaking slightly. He was scared by Bidegla.

A seven million luxury car, bought just like that? This was something he dared not imagine.

"I certainly haven't gone crazy. Since I'm buying a car, I might as well buy a good one. Besides, I quite like sports cars," Bidegla shrugged, not caring about the seven million.

"Alright, I give up," Mordhadi couldn't say anything anymore. When Bidegla gave him a million earlier, he said he couldn't accept it.

But now, Bidegla could even buy a seven million luxury car. It was clear that he had never thought about giving back the million he gave him.

The sound of a text message quickly rang out. Taking out his phone and looking at it, Bidegla smiled slightly. Ten million had already been transferred. It hadn't even been five minutes.

Seeing the smile pass over Bidegla's face, the young man felt a sense of unease in his heart, because he had already thought of what was coming.

"Lovely lady, go and call your manager," Bidegla said to the female attendant next to him.

"Sir, are you really going to buy it?" seemingly afraid that Bidegla was lying, the attendant asked uncertainly.

"Of course, the money has been transferred, so I can swipe my card right away," Bidegla nodded, and the attendant no longer asked, but excitedly went to call their manager.

A seven million luxury car, she could get a lot of commission, tens of thousands at least. For a young girl who had just entered the industry, this was an enormous wealth.

"Which gentleman is buying the car?" Soon, a middle-aged man ran over, looking somewhat shocked.

A seven million luxury car, even in the wealthy city of Zhuhai, few people bought it, because it simply wasn't worth it.

The hardware measures are almost the same, and what is being sold is just a reputation. If it were not for the real tycoons, others would not foolishly spend money like this.

"I'll take it," Bidegla nodded, smiling.

"There is enough money in here. When you swipe the card, you can also swipe the Audi R8 in it. I'll buy them together," Bidegla spoke, then took out the bank card.

"Yes," respectfully accepted the card from Bidegla, the middle-aged man had no suspicion, and said, "Sir, for a one-time purchase of a five million car, according to the rules of our car dealership, we will give you a 5% discount."

"Whatever," Bidegla waved his hand, not caring about the discount.

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Since acquiring the ability to see through, opportunities to make money have been plentiful for him, so he didn't care about a few million.

Soon the middle-aged man swiped the card and returned it to Bidegla, and then took out another gold-plated gold card, saying, "The two cars are now your property. This is our dealership's gold card. In the future, whenever you come to buy a car, you can enjoy a 5% discount."

"Oh," taking the two cards, Bidegla then said, "Take the two cars out for me, I'm in a hurry."

"Yes," said the manager, respectfully turning and calling someone.

"Bidegla, why did you buy two cars?" Mordhadi's shock had slowly subsided, because the cars had already been bought, and the money was already paid, so there was no point in regretting it.

"The Audi R8 is for you," Bidegla spoke, not denying it.

"Let's go, let's go out first, the cars will be brought out in a moment," Bidegla spoke, then led Mordhadi outside.

But when passing by the young man, Bidegla coldly said, "Don't show off without money in the future, or be careful of getting struck by lightning."

After saying that, Bidegla turned and left, leaving the young man standing there, stiff and motionless.

The young man never expected to hit a brick wall today, buying a seven million luxury car like that, a car that even he could only look up to.

He had ridiculed Bidegla before, but now Bidegla had used facts to mock him harshly. This time, showing off was indeed getting struck by lightning, wasn't it?

Outside the dealership, the two luxury cars were soon brought out, and as soon as they appeared, they attracted many envious glances.

Especially some of the people in the dealership who were in the process of choosing cars couldn't help but come out and envy Bidegla and Mordhadi.

These cars, at a glance, were worth millions, they simply couldn't afford them, and could only envy the two of them.

"How is this possible?" Inside the dealership, the female attendant who had initially mocked Bidegla and Mordhadi showed an expression of disbelief.

She had previously said that Bidegla and Mordhadi were country bumpkins, but now they had directly bought several million luxury cars, making her regret missing such a good opportunity.

A battle of pride had come to an end, Bidegla spent over eight million in less than half a day, faster than burning money.

"Welcome to visit our store again next time," the manager spoke respectfully behind Bidegla and Mordhadi, then handed the keys of the two cars to Bidegla.

"No need to send us off," Bidegla said, then tossed the Audi car keys to Mordhadi, saying, "Big brother, let's go, let's go out and race around first."

Having obtained the luxury car, they had to experience it first before anything else.

"Proceed." The luxury car was something Mordhadi had never dared to imagine before, but now, this Audi r8 belonged to him, so, without Bidegla saying anything, he also wanted to get on and experience it before saying anything.

Slipping into the Lamborghini, Bidegla quickly set the car in motion.

The rumbling sound spread far and wide, and then the Lamborghini charged out like an angry bull, going mad.

The characteristic of a luxury car is that it accelerates quickly and drives smoothly. As soon as it started, the car was already going over a hundred miles per hour, much faster than an ordinary car.

Moreover, sitting in this car, Bidegla also felt very comfortable, without any feeling of bumpiness.

Behind, Mordhadi was driving the Audi r8 and had caught up. Both are luxury cars, and their speed would not differ much.

When they were in college, the four brothers used to envy others driving luxury cars, and now, they have finally driven their own luxury cars.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Bidegla bought two cans of beer and headed straight for the elevated highway in the city of Zhuhai.

On the elevated highway, there were many cars, but it was not congested because there were no traffic lights to restrict them.

As soon as they got on the elevated highway, Bidegla accelerated the Lamborghini to over two hundred miles per hour, frighteningly fast.

Along the way, the drivers of the smaller cars were scared and envious to see the Lamborghini driving so recklessly, and that someone could afford such a luxury car.

Not far away, Mordhadi saw Bidegla's speed suddenly increase and decided to unleash the performance of his Audi r8.

Young people, whose hearts are not arrogant? This car is just right for them, showcasing their character.

The two cars raced madly on the elevated highway, both going over two hundred miles per hour, startling many drivers.

They were just two madmen, not really worried about getting into an accident.

After getting off the elevated highway, Bidegla drove his car onto the coastal road. Zhuhai is a coastal city, and since graduating from Zhuhai University, he had not been to the seaside for a long time.

Behind him, Mordhadi was still following closely, not falling far behind.

At an observatory, Bidegla stopped the car, and in less than five seconds, Mordhadi also slowly brought his car to a stop.

"Bidegla, the performance of this car is really good. It truly lives up to its reputation as a luxury car." Getting out of the car, Mordhadi's face also showed a smile, obviously very satisfied with the car he was driving.

"As long as you're satisfied." Bidegla nodded, then threw a can of beer into Mordhadi's hand and sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the endless blue sea in front of him.

Beside him, Mordhadi also slowly sat down, accompanying Bidegla in gazing at the endless sea in front of them.

The sea breeze came in waves, making them feel very refreshed.

Taking a sip of beer, Bidegla slowly said, "Big brother, I wonder if our second brother and fourth brother are doing well now?"

"They..." Hearing Bidegla's words, Mordhadi's eyes darkened, and he said, "Since we graduated, I've lost contact with them, and they've never contacted me. I don't know where they are now."

"You don't know where they are?" Hearing Mordhadi's words, Bidegla was obviously taken aback.

He couldn't contact them himself, but he didn't expect that his big brother couldn't contact them either.

When they were still in college and hadn't graduated, they had said in the dormitory that if anyone succeeded in the future, they must take care of the other three.

Now, Bidegla has settled his elder brother, but he does not want to accept the fact that the other two individuals have completely lost touch.

Amidst the vast sea of people, where can one go to search for the two?

"Have you inquired about the other matters with them?" Bidegla asked once again.

"Other classmates?" Mordhadi smiled, but with a hint of desolation in his expression. "You saw it at the last gathering, those people simply do not value us, how could I possibly go and ask them."

"Let it be, if we don't know, we don't know. I believe that we will definitely meet again in the future." Bidegla patted Mordhadi's shoulder, then took a sip of wine.