JW Wanhao Hotel, B2 floor, underground parking lot.
Six Porsches with the same logo were parked in a row.
Jiang Cheng stood in front of the six cars. Beside him was a hotel waiter who was holding a long plate with a row of six car keys.
"Forget it, let's just do it randomly!"
Jiang Cheng casually picked up a car key and pressed it lightly.
Beep beep!
One of the Porsches rang. It was the cheapest 718!
It was a red Porsche 718 with a soft top and a convertible-top.
"If it's 718, it's a little…"
Zhou Sen was a little hesitant.
In the eyes of many rich kids, especially those who rented cars, the Convertible 718 was the most cost-effective tool to flirt with girls.
It was a Porsche, a sports car, and even a freaking convertibles!
All three elements of picking up girls were complete!
Of course, the most important thing was that it was cheap!
A low-end car would only cost 500,000 to 600,000 yuan, and a second-hand car would only cost 300,000 yuan, and you could get a standard sports car that was good for flirting with girls!
If he rented a car, it would only cost 600 to 700 yuan a day, but he could get many green tea girls and school girls.
But at the same time.
In the eyes of a real rich second generation, the Porsche 718 was a cheap sports car.
She was a poor loser who insisted on acting tough and picking up girls!
"What's wrong with 718?"
Jiang Cheng asked.
"The venue we went to today was more high-end. They all drove Ferraris, McLaren, Lamborghini, or at least a 911.”
"Big Brother Cheng, with your net worth, even if you drive a Lamborghini Aventado worth ten million, you'll still be keeping a low profile.”
"But, driving a 718 is a little too low-key!”
Zhou Sen was the general manager of JW Wanhao. His monthly salary was 100,000 yuan. He received 16 months of salary a year. Together with the year-end bonus and various benefits, he could earn more than two million yuan a year.
He drove a Maserati, and it was a top-notch one. It landed at 1.9 million, almost 200.
However, a cheap sports car like the 718 that cost less than a million yuan was not even worth his attention.
"It's okay. I'm also wearing this!"
Jiang Cheng raised his left hand.
On his wrist was a piece of Nautilus from Patrick Phillipe.
Furthermore, it was an all-gold case with diamond scales and a diamond watch ring.
The official price was 1.42 million!
"That's true. Actually, they're all about the same."
"We're going to flirt with girls. The women in the bar are all gold diggers. They look like they're dressed in luxury goods and look like socialites.”
Zhou Sen nodded.
It was just flirting with girls, not competing with those rich second-generation heirs.
The bar girl's gold digger was their target tonight!
"Let's go!"
Jiang Cheng got into the 718 and released the brakes.
The small sports car immediately sped forward at an idle speed of 10 km/h.
"That Toyota is so big?"
Jiang Cheng pointed at a black Toyota and asked curiously.
"Oh, that car. It's a Toyota Alfa. It's quite popular. The original price is only 80 to 90 yuan.”
"But if you want to buy it, you have to at least increase it to 120 or 130.”
"This kind of car is usually a celebrity's nanny van. It has a lot of space, a lot of people, and a lot of things. It can be used as a small mobile room for makeup, rest, and changing clothes.”
Zhou Sen was in his early forties. As the general manager of a five-star hotel, he was obviously very familiar with all kinds of cars.
"Celebrity?"
Jiang Cheng chuckled.
Aren't all celebrities like that, especially those female celebrities?
What boss's lover, what sugar daddy, what unspoken rules, what secret deal.
There were all kinds of messy things!
However, if there was a chance, he could try it out.
"In a few days, our hotel will be holding a ten-year-anniversary event. We invited a beautiful woman, a female celebrity who has been quite popular recently.”
"If Mr. Jiang is interested, I can arrange for everyone to have a meal together!”
Zhou Sen was a wily old fox, so he immediately noticed his thoughts.
"What is it called?"
"Don't tell me it's some old monster who's older than my mother!”
Jiang Cheng thought of the copywriting posted by those marketing accounts and had goosebumps.
An actress who visited a nursing home at the age of 60 and looked as young as 30.
A certain female celebrity had gotten married and divorced several times, had two or three children, and even dressed in girly clothes all day long.
A certain female singer was almost 50 years old, but she had four or five young and handsome boyfriends every year.
Celebrities, especially female celebrities, relied too much on their looks to make a living. They had plastic surgery, photoshopped pictures, and were covered in calcium. All of them were about to become monsters!
"Don't worry, don't worry. The little beauty who debuted in the idol group is only 20 this year.”
"However, I can only be responsible for recommending you to have a meal together.”
"As for how far you can go in the future, it still depends on Mr. Jiang himself!”
Zhou Sen smiled awkwardly.
"Alright, we'll see how it goes!”
Jiang Cheng nodded.
After all, she was a popular female celebrity. With Zhou Sen's level, it was naturally impossible to control her.
Only the boss of a leading company in the film and television industry had the power to say what he wanted.
If anyone dared to disobey, they would be banned from the entire industry, making it impossible for them to appear on variety shows or film television movies.
After two to three years of hiding, the golden period would be over. No matter how popular a celebrity was, they would be cold.
She said that she could only go to the restaurant to wash the dishes!
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