King of Industry

  Chapter 814 Do you want me to help you drive for the rest of your life?

   "Wow, this is your new car in Guoyang, Rolls Royce, the world's top luxury car, so beautiful, so domineering, really amazing."

  After seeing Zhao Guoyang's new "car" at the SJ Customs, Mu Yiyi couldn't keep her mouth shut.

   Seeing her "surprised" look, Zhao Guoyang was secretly amused.

  He glanced at Wu Kai, the director of SJ Customs who was smiling and silent beside him, and said gratefully: "Mr. Wu, I want you to review it yourself. This time it is really troublesome for you! Thank you!"

  Wu Kai laughed and said, "Mr. Zhao, you are too polite! You are a big celebrity in our city of SJ. You have been awarded the 'Top Ten Outstanding Youths' for two consecutive years, and you are a young entrepreneur named and praised by Mayor Huang."

   "I am very happy to have the opportunity to help you, a famous person!"

  After listening to Wu Guanchang's words of praise, Zhao Guoyang said modestly: "Wu Guanchang, you are too polite..."

After a few words of politeness with Zhao Guoyang, Wu Kai said with a sigh: "Mr. Zhao, I have been in the customs system for some years, but this is the first time I have seen such an expensive car as yours. The reduction and exemption After some taxes, a full five million RMB is needed, which is really scary!"

Zhao Guoyang smiled and explained: "Director Wu, I can't help it. You also know that the three companies under me now have business dealings with many well-known international companies. It's easy to lose momentum, so..."

"understand!"

Wu Kai nodded repeatedly and said, "At the government work meeting at the end of the year in SJ City, I heard Vice Mayor Gao mention your three companies. In terms of market value, they are all among the top 100 companies in our city. so amazing!"

   "That also took advantage of our China's reform and development, and the care and support of leaders like Wu Guanzhang. I am just lucky..." Zhao Guoyang replied politely.

   After chatting with Guan Zhang for a while, Zhao Guoyang and Mu Yiyi left.

   After getting into the car, Zhao Guoyang looked at Mu Yiyi who was tinkering with some special buttons in the car, and said, "Come on, Yiyi, those buttons are useless, you just need to drive it first, and study it slowly when you go back!"

  Hearing this, Mu Yiyi blushed pretty.

  She said in a low voice: "Hey, Guoyang, don't you really think of me as a driver, do you want me to help you drive for the rest of your life?"

   "Well, at least during the Chinese New Year, when Ronaldinho is gone, you have to help me?" Zhao Guoyang shrugged and said indifferently.

  After Zhao Guoyang finished speaking, Mu Yiyi didn't feel angry at all.

  She turned her head and snorted before starting the car and driving forward.

  …

  When the Rolls-Royce parked downstairs in the "Xingtai International" administrative building, it was just in time for the company to get off work at night.

  Because it was the last working day, the company did not ask everyone to work overtime, and everyone was ready to leave work.

   After a group of people came out of the building talking and laughing, they were all attracted by the car in front of them at a glance.

   "Wow, what kind of car is this? It looks quite unusual!" the administrative assistant Song Meiting exclaimed.

   "Well, it looks like an imported car, I've never seen this kind of car made in China..." Xiao Ling on the side agreed.

  While the girls were discussing endlessly here, Wang Zecheng's exclamation sounded behind him.

   "Wow, Da Lao! You're so **** handsome!"

   Xie Yiman, who came out with Wang Zecheng, obviously also saw the car, and was also amazed.

   "Ah, what a Rolls-Royce! Mr. Zhao surprised us again this time!"

  After hearing Xie Yiman's emotion, the two girls next to him asked curiously: "Sister Yiman, you mean, this car belongs to Mr. Zhao?"

"That's right, although this car hasn't got a license plate yet. But since it's parked downstairs, it must have been bought by Mr. Zhao. Speaking of which, I can't think of anyone in the entire SJ city right now except our Mr. Zhao. Such boldness and handwriting!"

  Hearing this, Song Meiting couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Sister Yiman, what do you mean, this car is very expensive?"

  Wang Zecheng, who was finished with emotion, heard this question, looked at Song Meiting like a monster and said, "Damn, sister Meiting, don't you, Da Lao doesn't even know you!"

  Song Meiting blushed and nodded slightly, her face shy.

Seeing her ignorant expression, Wang Zecheng said in a big way: "This Rolls-Royce, originated from England, is the world's manufacturer of ultra-luxury cars. The vehicle is very famous!"

   "Then, its price must not be low, right?" Xiao Ling who was next to him asked curiously.

   "Tsk tsk, it's not just low!" Wang Zecheng exclaimed, "Have you seen the 'Flying Goddess' sign in front of this car?"

   "Uh, this is the flying goddess, I thought it was 'La Traviata'..." Song Meiting said embarrassedly.

Wang Zecheng stared at Song Meiting with a look of "you are amazing", and then said: "La Traviata, sister Meiting, you are so funny... Do you know how much it costs just for this 'Flying Goddess' logo?" money?"

  Song Meiting was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Isn't it several hundred dollars?"

   "No, guess again!" Wang Zecheng shook his head with a smug look.

   "Uh, could it be a few thousand dollars?" Xiao Ling beside her couldn't help but ask.

  Xie Yiman couldn't see his boyfriend's smug look, so he slapped him on the head on the spot, and reprimanded him politely: "What's the matter, you know a lot, don't you?"

Turning to look at the little sisters who were stunned aside, Xie Yiman explained with a smile: "Sister Meiting, sister Xiao Ling, this Rolls-Royce is the most famous mass-produced luxury car in the world. Each car is carefully crafted in a hand-crafted workshop, so the price is naturally high!"

   "According to what I know, the ex-factory price of a brand new Rolls-Royce is three to four million. If the freight and tariffs are included, the price of this car will not be less than five or six million..."

   "And the logo of the 'Flying Goddess' cost more than 100,000 yuan each. To put it bluntly, the year-end bonus that this manager Wang Zecheng got today is only enough to buy a car logo..."

   "Ah!" After hearing Xie Yiman's narration, the girls were dumbfounded.

  Although they were mentally prepared when Wang Zecheng introduced it before, they knew that this car would not be too cheap.

  But when they heard Xie Yiman say that this car cost several million, they were a little confused on the spot.

   Just when everyone was amazed, the window of the cab fell down.

Mu Yiyi looked at the big guy with a questioning face and said, "Sister Yiman, have you seen Zhao Qian? Mr. Zhao's meeting with the 'SMS Company' has ended, and he is going back to Ninghai City soon, so he came here to pick her up. Together with her..."

   "Ah...it's Miss Yiyi's car. Well, Zhao Qian went out behind me, so she'll be there soon." Xie Yiman was stunned for a moment, and then spoke up.

   Seeing Mu Yiyi showing her face, everyone was sure that Mr. Zhao bought this car newly.

  Wang Zecheng trotted to the side of the passenger seat with a shy face, and tapped lightly on the window.

   Sitting in the car, Zhao Guoyang was resting with his eyes closed. Hearing the noise, he turned his head and saw Wang Zecheng's smiling face.

  After the car window fell, Zhao Guoyang asked curiously: "Zecheng, what are you doing?"

  Wang Zecheng scratched his ears and looked at Zhao Guoyang, and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Zhao, are you going back to Ninghai City for the New Year? Why don't you stay in SJ City for an extra day?"

  Hearing this, Zhao Guoyang shook his head and said: "Forget it, don't wait, take advantage of the easy road at night, and hurry home early. If it is really delayed until tomorrow, the road will be blocked..."

   What Zhao Guoyang said is true. With the steady improvement of the national economy in the past two years, the number of car owners in big cities such as Beijing and SJ has gradually increased.

  In the past year alone, the number of private cars in SJ City has increased by nearly 70% in previous years, and this momentum is still growing.

  In this case, the traffic pressure also increased sharply.

  In fact, this is not difficult to understand. In the 1990s, roads with ten or eight lanes were rare even in big cities, and most of them were narrow roads with six lanes.

  Because of the surge in the number of private cars, the roads, which were not originally spacious, became even more congested.

  In the past year, every time Zhao Guoyang came to SJ City, he had to catch up with a traffic jam once or twice.

   It's the New Year's Eve, he doesn't want to be stuck on the road for a long time and go home exhausted physically and mentally.

  After hearing Zhao Guoyang's decisive answer, Wang Zecheng sighed.

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Guoyang asked curiously: "What's the matter, Zecheng. I won't go back to Ninghai City this time, why are you so concerned? Don't you want to live a two-person world with Yiman, and want to drag me along?" Are you drinking?"

   Zhao Guoyang just asked this, Xie Yiman on the side smiled and said: "That's not it, Mr. Zhao!"

   "He, nine times out of ten, he wants to take your car for a stroll around the Temple of the City God, pretending to be rich!"

  After hearing Xie Yiman's judgment, Zhao Guoyang just smiled knowingly.

   Indeed, as Xie Yiman said, this Wang Zecheng is really a person who can do such a thing.

  Wang Zecheng was teased by his girlfriend, so he hummed and retorted: "Hmph, Yiman, don't you understand this? I call it a marketing method, and it doesn't suit rich Japanese clothes."

"Think about it, if we go shopping in the night market in such a cool car, if someone asks about it, and we directly report the name of 'Xingtai International', the eye-catching effect will definitely be much better than advertising on TV. !"

  When Zhao Guoyang heard the words, he just smiled slightly.

   I have to say that Wang Zecheng's brain is still very good, and his words are quite reasonable.

   "Hmph, you're right! If you want me to tell you, you just want to show off!" Xie Yiman said without losing face.

  After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Guoyang smiled and waved to Xie Yiman and said: "Yiman, what Zecheng said is indeed somewhat reasonable... But today is definitely not enough, I am rushing back to celebrate the New Year."

   "Looking forward to next year's spring, you and Zecheng plan together to use our Rolls-Royce to do some marketing things!"

   "Okay, just leave it to me, Mr. Zhao, I promise to complete the task satisfactorily!" Wang Zecheng smiled when he heard this.

  (end of this chapter)