Chapter 052: Call All the Brothers Over
After leaving the hotel, Charles bought some snacks from a street vendor.
Just then, a silver streak of lightning roared in like a phantom.
An incredibly aggressive supercar pulled up in front of the hotel.
"Holy crap, what kind of car is that? It looks awesome, even cooler than the Ferrari 488 I saw last time. This car must be worth at least a few million!" A girl passing by exclaimed.
"Ignorant fool! What's the big deal about 488? This is a Koenigsegg, a top-tier supercar in the world, priced at four million dollars. Go Google it yourself!"
"Four million dollars? My God, that's insane. It's just a car, and it's more expensive than a mansion!"
"I thought it was some off-brand sports car, but it's actually really famous!"
As the crowd marveled, a young man wearing sunglasses stepped out of the Koenigsegg.
A cigarette dangled from his mouth, a Patek Philippe adorned his wrist, and he was dressed head-to-toe in Versace Robinson. His entire demeanor screamed "wealthy".
"Hey! Mr. Smoke, I'm here. Where are you?"
"Ten meters to your right in the alley, white T-shirt, cargo pants."
Following the guidance on the phone, Gordon looked over.
In the alley, he saw two country bumpkins walking towards him.
Both were dressed in cheap clothes worth only a few dollars.
One of them smiled and waved at him.
Gordon was utterly confused!
"Is this the legendary Mr. Smoke?"
Too young!
Too crude!
He didn't look like someone who could casually tip a female streamer 770 thousand dollars!
"Are you... Mr. Smoke?"
"That's me." Charles nodded.
"Sorry, I didn't realize it earlier. You're so low-key!"
Gordon took off his sunglasses.
He quickly understood that some truly wealthy patrons don't need superficial things to show off.
Because such things mean nothing to them!
A true boss does things however he likes.
Whether low-key or flamboyant, they can switch modes at will.
This was the essence of true wealth!
"Looks like I need to learn from Mr. Smoke and not be so flashy!"
"Gordon, give me the car keys. I'll return them tomorrow. By the way, your watch is pretty nice too. Let me borrow it for my friend. I'll take you out for dinner sometime!"
Although it was the first time Charles met Gordon.
He didn't bother with pleasantries, acting all bossy and commanding.
After all, this demeanor suited his wealthy patron image.
Gordon glanced at Daniel beside Charles and immediately understood.
"It seems Mr. Smoke's friend is just an ordinary person who lost face for some reason, and Mr. Smoke decided to help him regain his dignity!"
Such things were common in the circles of the wealthy.
"Mr. Smoke, here are the car keys and the watch. If that's not enough, I can call a few friends over. I can easily arrange a convoy of a dozen cars."
Hearing this, Charles's eyes lit up.
"Great! Great! If you're willing to help, that'd be fantastic!"
"Hold on, I'll call my friends right now!"
"Hey! Bro, there's an event today. I want you to meet someone!"
"Who?"
"Mr. Smoke!"
"Holy crap! Gordon, do you mean the Mr. Smoke who spent 770 thousand dollars on Dragon Tooth Live yesterday?"
"Now you see my power, right? Hurry up and call the guys!"
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