Chapter 110 2, Vantage

Song Wenbin didn't know what Ma Qiang was going to discuss with him, but he followed him into the car shop. Bypassed the pile of Mercedes-Benz BMWs and Porsches parked at the door of the car shop. Ma Qiang took Song Wenbin to the car shop after the car shop.

The warehouse, open the door lock of the warehouse and turn on the warehouse lights.

A low car was covered with a gray cloth in the warehouse. Ma Qiang walked to the front of the car and lifted the cloth, threw it aside. He pointed to the car under the cloth and said, "How about driving this car?"

Song Wenbin looked at the car and frowned slightly.

Under the light, parked in the middle of the warehouse is an Aston Martin Vantage, which is lime-colored, has pure black wheels and carbon fiber trim, which looks very elegant and sporty.

"Have you not sold this car yet?" he asked.

Ma Qiang scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"The market has been too cold recently, and the economy doesn't know when it will pick up. You know."

Song Wenbin had known this Aston Martin for a long time. It was a car that Ma Qiang pulled back from Guangdong at a high price last year. It was so precious. He didn't even allow him to drive it out for the show effect. He thought this car had been around.

I sold it, but I didn't expect it to be parked in Ma Qiang's warehouse.

"Actually, I have always had an idea these days." Ma Qiang coughed twice and said hesitantly: "Look, I have found a job now, and I have to show up in public often. Do I have to need a trolley?

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Song Wenbin raised his eyebrows after hearing Ma Qiang's words, and said a little unhappy: "I'm asking what's wrong with you? Brother and brother are doing business and doing it? Do I have to pay for driving your car?"

So he picked up his phone and looked at it, but found that he didn't have Su Tina's WeChat at all, which made him sweat slightly. After three episodes of the show, he didn't even have the contact information of his colleagues, which was too embarrassing.

Ma Qiang was stunned when he heard this, and then cursed: "I would rather this car be rotten in the garage than 1.6 million. I took back the car for more than 1.8 million. It's awkward enough to sell it for 1.7 million.

It will be reduced to 1.6 million yuan. If it cannot be sold for 1.6 million yuan, will it be reduced to 1.5 million yuan? I am the fucking sucker!"

Song Wenbin frowned, took off the backpack behind him, stuffed it to Ma Qiang, and said, "You should not enter such a niche and difficult-to-sell car in the future, why can't you get up? Just go into some Volkswagen and revitalize your business.

Let’s talk about it.”

Ma Qiang shook Song Wenbin's hand irritably: "Is C63 and Martin the same level? Now Mercedes-Benz is in a mess. If you drive a C63 and go out, others won't think you are so awesome."

There is no explanation, only a simple rejection.

Song Wenbin thought about it, knocked on the hood, checked the car everywhere, and suddenly, he had an idea.

Song Wenbin laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. It's almost the same for me as the X6 Martin or Jetta. If it weren't for you, I would never have used the money to buy a house. But in Shangyan, this X6

It's probably better than that Martin."

Ma Qiang's eyes quickly dimmed.

Song Wenbin said, and he turned the shift paddles.

Song Wenbin said aloud and said disgusted: "Is this engine from Mercedes-Benz C63?"

Although Song Wenbin didn't like the color of this car, it was very fast. Soon he arrived at the entrance to the highway to S City. When he was parking and checking, he suddenly thought of something.

Song Wenbin lit a cigarette and comforted him: "You know my job and often go abroad. There is no difference between putting that Martin in my hand and in the garage. I guess I rarely use it, wait.

If you redeem it, this car must be no different from when it was handed over to me."

He quickly found Su Tina's WeChat and added a friend in the group.

I was going to pick Su Tina up to Longchang, but he didn't even know when Su Tina gathered in that university. If I went to S City, wouldn't it be like a headless fly?

"How much did you lose with Aston?" Song Wenbin asked again.

Ma Qiang smiled immediately after hearing this, and he said, "Don't worry, I can transfer this Martin to you 350,000 yuan. As long as you become rich in the future, you can give me the money later. Just give one million yuan.

So, if you don’t owe me, I won’t owe you.”

"Hehe." Ma Qiang rubbed his hands and smiled: "You can drive the car in this store at will, but I mean, you drive it home and transfer the property."

When Ma Qiang heard Song Wenbin's words, he said anxiously: "Do you understand cars? Where is Ford Mondeo? This is the awesome Aston Martin, okay!"

"One Hundred and Eighty Five." Ma Qiang said.

"Is that true, I don't understand."

"Oh, how much does your car charge?"

"Damn Tiansha Lone Star."

Taking a deep breath, Ma Qiang lit a cigarette and said, "But you are different. If you want to take one hundred and six, you will take it away. At least there is no cheaper outsiders."

His face changed at this moment.

Ma Qiang's eyes lit up, but he immediately said angrily: "You are really smart like a ghost."

"You know what a hair."

"What international jokes are you doing? I don't even have a house. I only have 350,000 yuan on my body. Can I afford Aston Martin? I can't even afford to open it."

Song Wenbin also laughed: "What should I do if I am not well developed?"

This is Song Wenbin’s first idea.

Song Wenbin sneered: "You don't know how difficult it is for me to make money. Moreover, if I really reach the peak of my life, I will not buy a Ford Mondeo. You're dead

Let's have a heart."

"More than one hundred thousand."

Song Wenbin sighed after hearing this. He couldn't even find a reason to blame him. Is it necessary to blame him for his bad economy? He just waved his hand irritably: "I keep the money for buying a house, ask me.

Get the money.”

Ma Qiang didn't say anything, just laughed.

Ma Qiang sighed softly.

Ma Qiang touched his nose and said, "Then I can't do anything about you if you are really not developed. Just think I'm blind."

"Two years."

"Then I'll give you two years. Within two years, you can take the car and leave."

Ma Qiang said depressedly: "Don't mention it, my dad went to the bank every day recently, and now the real estate industry is in a cold winter, and the project funds cannot be collected."

Ma Qiang was silent, he didn't know how to deal with this car. The economy would not know when it would pick up, but lying in the garage day by day was not a solution. After all, the car is not a house, and it cannot get more valuable as it gets older.

Every minute and every second in the garage is losing money.

"What two years?"

A 20-year-old Martin has only driven 6,000 miles, and 160 is indeed very cheap. But Song Wenbin shook his head and said, "I can't drive such a car. Brother, the maintenance cost is too high, and I'm only thirty now.

Tens of thousands of dollars are still the money to buy a house, so I can’t afford this car at all.

Martin made a rumbling sound, spraying water droplets and moving away.

After saying that, he dragged Song Wenbin out of the garage, came to the exhibition hall of the car shop, pointed to a BMW X6 in the exhibition hall and said, "You want me to mortgage 600,000 yuan, then you can drive this thing, don't touch it.

My Martin.”

Song Wenbin felt something was wrong because Ma Qiang was actually selling it seriously. He picked up his arm, looked at him for a moment and asked, "Are you urgently using money?"

Ma Qiang said nothing.

Ma Qiang stood at the door of the car and murmured.

Song Wenbin's expression changed on the spot.

Ma Qiang took the bag and said irritably: "Don't teach me how to do things, I'll do it long ago if I can earn money."

"How about this." Song Wenbin said slowly.

Song Wenbin patted Ma Qiang on the shoulder and said regretfully: "I just need to buy C63 if I have money, why should I buy it?"

"Why can't you afford to drive? You've made 300,000 yuan this month. You might be about to reach the peak of your life. Martin is nothing to start," Ma Qiang said confidently.

"Then why don't you lower this car to get another 100,000 yuan? If you can't sell it for 17 or 16, I don't believe that no one will buy it." Song Wenbin said.

Ma Qiang was not in a good mood and said gloomyly: "I have lost too much recently, and I'm not sure if I can make a comeback."

Even if someone like Song Wenbin, who is not very interested in luxury cars, could not help but feel swaying after hearing such a sound. Although he had been driving various cars from Ma Qiang when he was doing live broadcasts before,

After all, it is not his own car, but now he feels a little different when driving this Martin. He can't tell me where the specifics are different.

Song Wenbin was surprised, "Do you have no confidence in yourself?"

Sutina actually rejected his friend's request in seconds.

Song Wenbin said, stretching his hand in front of Ma Qiang.

Ma Qiang silently took out a black square box from the front desk cabinet and handed it to Song Wenbin. This car was indeed a new car. After opening the box, he didn't even tear the plastic seal on the key.

He picked it up and looked at it leisurely.

Song Wenbin took the key to the garage, pressed the crystal button on the center console, and started the Aston Martin Vantage without hesitation. The 4.0T V8 engine roared in the garage and kept echoing.

As soon as I put down my phone, the phone shook again.

Ma Qiang opened the electronic door of the warehouse in front of him, and Song Wenbin drove out of the warehouse slowly in the car. At the door of the car shop, he pressed the window and Ma Qiang handed over some documents required for the transfer of the vehicle.

He said to him, "It is serious to marry his wife as soon as possible with Martin."
To be continued...