Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 75 - 76: I’ll Take This Car!

"Don’t even bother saying you want something under two hundred thousand. I really don’t know much about those low-end cars." Martin crossed his arms, his face a mask of mockery as he stared at Qin Long.

"Are you familiar with the Rolls-Royce Phantom Princess Custom Edition?" Qin Long asked slowly.

BOOM!

The arrogance on Martin’s face vanished in an instant, leaving him standing there stupefied.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom Princess Custom Edition... that was the stuff of legend, something he had never seen with his own eyes. This cripple is actually talking about custom-ordering a Rolls-Royce? Is he just blowing hot air?

Even Tang Xuewu and Zhang Meilan, who were standing nearby, were utterly shocked. Could Qin Long really be serious? Talking about buying a Rolls-Royce Phantom as if it were as common as cabbage from the market? Even all the big shots in Jiang City combined probably didn’t own more than a few dozen.

"Oh, Xuewu, is your future husband really that foolish? Did he forget to take his medicine today?" Liu Xiaoyue snorted with laughter.

Anger flared on Tang Xuewu’s pretty face. "Qin Long isn’t foolish," she said slowly.

"Not foolish? Then why is he spouting such nonsense?" Liu Xiaoyue retorted with a dismissive laugh.

Martin quickly chimed in with a laugh of his own. "Honey, you must have forgotten that bragging isn’t a crime. We, on the other hand, can’t do that. We’ll just have to settle for buying an Audi A6."

As he spoke, Martin walked over to the car they had selected. It was a red Audi A6 that looked understated yet luxurious.

"Wow, hubby, you’re incredible! This has to be at least six hundred thousand, right? I love you so much!" Liu Xiaoyue gushed, deliberately thrusting out her chest and swaying in front of Martin.

"I’m not like some people who only know how to show off by talking about custom-ordered Rolls-Royces!" Martin said, pointedly glancing at Qin Long. Let’s see you keep up your act now, you damn cripple!

"You’re a cripple! With a busted leg, you still dream of driving a Rolls-Royce?" Liu Xiaoyue shot Tang Xuewu a disdainful glare before clinging coquettishly to Martin’s arm as they left.

It was a blatant humiliation. Tang Xuewu bit her lip, wanting to retort, but they weren’t wrong. Qin Long was, in fact, disabled. Thus, she could only swallow her anger.

Zhang Meilan was so furious her mouth twisted, and she directed all her anger at Qin Long. To see his own fiancée humiliated and not even dare to make a peep... What a complete good-for-nothing.

"Qin Long, let’s just go," Tang Xuewu said, supporting him. She shook her head helplessly, ready to leave.

"Xuewu, help me over there," Qin Long said, pointing toward Liu Xiaoyue and Martin. He provoked Xuewu and thinks he can just walk away? Not a chance. When dealing with people like this, Qin Long always believed in giving them a taste of their own medicine.

"Can this Audi A6 be any cheaper? If you give us a discount, my darling and I will each take one! We’ll drive them off the lot right now!" Martin shouted arrogantly, fiddling with the necklace he wore.

"Of course! I’ll report this to my boss right away," the saleswoman said with a placating smile. I have to seize this chance. This couple is clearly wealthy. If I can close this sale, I’ll be set for several years.

"Alright, then. Hurry up," Martin said, waving his hand dismissively.

"Excuse me, I’m buying this car," Qin Long’s voice suddenly cut in from behind them, cold and leaving no room for argument.

With a jolt, Martin whipped around, his expression turning grim as he glared at Qin Long. "Kid, are you looking to die?" His eyes were filled with scorn, ready to start a fight at the slightest provocation.

Tang Xuewu and Zhang Meilan were also confused. "Qin Long, don’t cause trouble. They’re about to pay for the car," Tang Xuewu urged, shaking his arm.

"I know. I’m deliberately taking their car," Qin Long said, using his crutch to move next to the Audi A6. He pointed at the manager and ordered loudly, "Hurry up and draw up the papers."

"Sir, you..." the manager began, hesitating.

"Hubby, he’s just trying to pick a fight!" Liu Xiaoyue whined to Martin. "I don’t care! That’s the car I had my eye on!" Her delicate and aggrieved expression was enough to make one’s heart ache for her.

"A crippled dog dares to mess with me, Martin?" he sneered. He immediately pulled a thick stack of cash from his black leather bag and slammed it onto the table. "Look! Cash transaction! This car is mine!" He tossed the bag aside, the picture of arrogance. Let’s see how this loser can possibly compete with me!

"Card," Qin Long stated calmly, not to be outdone, as he presented his Purple Crystal Card.

"Kid, is that a toy card? Don’t make a fool of yourself," Liu Xiaoyue and Martin sneered in unison.

But just then, the owner happened to see the card, and his expression changed dramatically. His jaw dropped.

A Purple Crystal Card? The most prestigious card in Jiang City? A card that only someone with a net worth of at least fifty million is qualified to apply for? The owner’s heart sank. He knew this was bad. I can’t afford to provoke this cripple!

The owner immediately took the card with both hands, his demeanor reverent. As he felt its distinct texture, his certainty grew. "Young Master, you are...?" he asked with a probing, obsequious smile.

Hearing this, Liu Xiaoyue and Martin frowned slightly, their laughter dying in their throats.

"Qin Long," he replied with a faint smile.

"So, it is Young Master Qin! You desire this car, correct? I will process the payment for you immediately. Furthermore, we will give you an additional twenty percent discount! Xiao Li," the owner barked at a nearby assistant, "go get my treasured Da Hong Pao and make some tea for Young Master Qin!"

What the hell is going on? the manager thought, completely baffled. Why has my boss suddenly become so humble? But he was just an employee; it was better to stay out of it.

"Hey, Owner Zhang, what is the meaning of this?" Martin demanded, looking at him coldly.

"Ah, Martin, I’ll help you pick out a car from another brand," Owner Zhang said, his tone no longer friendly. "Young Master Qin is our supreme VIP. He has absolute priority."

"You!"

Martin and Liu Xiaoyue stood there, petrified. How did Qin Long become their supreme VIP?

"Damn it!" Martin snapped. "It’s just a stupid Audi! I don’t want it anymore!"

He knew he had lost a tremendous amount of face. Staying any longer would only lead to more humiliation. He stormed off, and Liu Xiaoyue scurried to follow.

Watching them retreat, Tang Xuewu was also somewhat bewildered.

"Young Master Qin, please, this way to the VIP lounge for some tea," Owner Zhang said, extending an inviting hand, his attitude one of utmost respect.

But Qin Long just waved his hand dismissively and started walking toward the exit, leaning on his crutch. "Just handle the paperwork to pick up the car," he said, giving the owner a cursory glance.

"No problem!" Owner Zhang promised, slapping his chest. "However, Young Master Qin, I will need your ID and other documents..." he added cautiously, scratching his head.

"Um, Auntie Lan, give him Uncle De’s ID," Qin Long said to Zhang Meilan.

"This...?" Zhang Meilan stammered. Is Qin Long buying this Audi for me and my husband? My god, a free Audi! I’ve really hit the jackpot! "Alright!" she finally managed to say.

Despite this, she maintained a haughty expression. "Qin Long, don’t think you can buy me off with a single Audi.

"There are plenty of cars like this on the street. Besides, isn’t the new Mercedes that Tang Chuchu drives much better than this?

"How can you let Xuewu get laughed at by her?" Zhang Meilan pouted, shooting Qin Long a sidelong glance.

"This one is for you and Uncle De," Qin Long explained. "I’m having a different car custom-made for Xuewu."