Her shouts could be heard all the way out in the hallway—
"Han Yong, you old brooder, stop fiddling around and come out quickly! Come out! Your son has gone mad; he bought you an Audi Q7 worth 1.75 million!"
Han Yong rushed out, holding his hands carefully in front of him, and blurted out, "What the heck?"
Ma Honglian excitedly held out the contract, then suddenly pulled it back. "Your hands, your hands!"
"Oh, oh!"
Han Yong wasn't wearing an apron. He glanced around for some paper but found none. Making up his mind, he wiped his hands vigorously on his clothes twice before eagerly taking the contract.
The moment he saw the four large characters for "Vehicle Purchase Contract," his mouth involuntarily stretched into a grin.
Ha! I have a car now?! And it's a seven-figure Q7?!
In an instant, Han Yong, who was already a man of few words, found himself utterly speechless.
Old Dong and Huang Yu... those guys are going to be so envious...
