Super Spender Chapter 211

Chapter 211: Chapter 206: Brother Teaches You A Lesson

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Chapter 206: Let me teach you a lesson, bro

The racing driver nearby was just astonished. Even though this car was only for performance testing and Dura was going to take it back, it was still a car worth 35 million yuan, turned into a pile of scrap? The race track naturally had crash barriers, but even so, this Dura car was rammed from head to toe into a heap of scrap metal by Finn Lewis using this black sports car.

With a series of “bangs”, it was like a wild bull ramming a weak little gazelle, piece by piece into shambles. Every woman on the scene, every worker at the racecourse was bleeding inside. This was 35 million yuan, 35 million yuan! If you don't want it, give it to us! Now it's just scrap metal!

The heavy sound felt like it was hitting everyone's hearts until the whole car was nearly shattered in the middle. Finn Lewis suddenly backed off, then this black car, like a ballet dancer, made an elegant turn on the track and then directly aimed the car's head at all the spectators above.

When these people saw that perfect, flawless front of the car, including the still vibrant logo, everyone was shocked! How… how could this be? Even Bryski Miller had his mouth wide open. You could slam into something at that speed and keep your car from deformation is already amazing, but how could you not even lose a single drop of paint?

Stepping out of the driver's cabin door, a silhouette came out of nowhere and handed Finn Lewis a microphone. Finn Lewis took the microphone, gave it a tap, and then the on-site amplifier sounded. Finn Lewis sat on the hood of the Goddess of Light, laughing and said: “Mr. Miller, is that Dura still one of a

kind?”

As Finn Lewis's words fell, the expressions of those around him became strange. One of a kind? Perhaps it can't be called one of a kind anymore. If you count yours as one of a kind, then what is Finn Lewis's car? Using a sports car to actually surpass a Fl Formula Racing Car to set a single lap record? And it's a record run by the famous Asher Tucker!

Is this a sports car or a fighter jet? Even the takeoff speed of a fighter jet seems to be less than 500 kilometers per hour, right? This is simply against the heavens. “At least, I don't think the name 'Dura' is unique, right? This car is designed by me and produced by a car manufacturer I bought. I bought the HyperCraft from the Flying Horse company, but that name is just too bad, so I discarded it. I redesigned it. Now, do you think you are still unique?”

The smile at the corner of Finn Lewis' mouth was like a devil's. The face of everyone on the scene uttered no expression. One could only say, this is prodigal, too damn prodigal! Although HyperCraft is not as good as Dura before, it's still a luxury car brand, worth at least five or six hundred million Federal coins. And it's been trashed after buying it back! But you can't deny that this is truly one of a kind!

“Sir, are you selling this car? Price can be negotiated!” Suddenly, a man with a Middle Eastern accent in the Federation language spoke loudly. Finn Lewis turned around and saw a man dressed in Arab clothes.

“Sorry, although its price is not very expensive, only 150 million South

Federation currency, but as the gentleman just said, today is Chinese Valentine's Day, and the traditional Valen tine's Day of Flame Nation. This car is going to be my gift to Miss Kay Lee. Miss Kay Lee, would you accept my gift?” Finn Lewis, smiling, made a gesture of please by the side of the car.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were on Kay Lee. Almost all the women on the scene had looks of jealousy, envy and resentment! There was no way, it was too romantic! And moreover, it was a luxurious kind of romance, 150 million South Federation currency! No one thought that Finn Lewis was exaggerating, because even if you had 150 million South Federation currency, you wouldn't be able to buy such a car.

The powerful safety performance had completely won over everyone present. Damn, even such a collision could not cause any damage to the car, let alone firearms like handguns? An even more severe car accident would not be able to damage it, right? This kind of safety performance is simply all the wealthy people's ideal car in their minds!

And the Dura that appeared on the race track seemed like a big joke, just look at the car that's now scrap, compared to the black sports car that's sitting there like a low-key black ghost. But it's undeniable that Finn Lewis's move was too powerful, almost all eyes were on Kay Lee.

A blush appeared on Kay Lee's face, after hesitating for a moment, she stood up and went down. No matter what, she accepted the car! When Finn Lewis appeared, Kay Lee knew, she couldn't resist.

She had just found out from Bryski Miller that Finn Lewis had bought NetEase, and it was Lewis who had provided her with the endorsement. That endorsement had brought her out of her present gloom, saved her from this crisis, and enabled her to face these people with an wholeness.

As Kay Lee stepped onto the track, every reporter's camera flashed wildly. They all needed to capture this moment, the real headline of the day! It was clear the storm that would blow up in the media after today. But it all depended on whether Lewis allowed them the satisfaction.

“Thank you, I accept,” Kay Lee said as she took the microphone from Lewis's hand. Then turning it off, she softly added, “My Mr. Doraemon Albert.”

A grin spread across Finn Lewis's face. Today hadn't exactly gone as planned. His intention had not been to reveal his feelings so soon, and his gift was tantamount to confessing love. He hadn't anticipated that Kay Lee would accept it.

Finn Lewis said swiftly, “Heh heh, in that case, I can rest easy.” He then picked up his own microphone and directed his gaze at Bryski Miller, whose face had turned an ashy green, and matter-of-factly stated, “Oh, I forgot to tell you something. I was being a bit of a troublemaker in the previous stage. And another thing, you bought 15 Dura cars didn't you? Oh wow, you are really generous! But it appears I forgot to mention something earlier.”

The crowd fell silent as Finn Lewis's performance astonished them. The young people that came with their parents were nearly worshipping Lewis. They had seen spoiled sons before, and they were part of that group too, but only Lewis could play this role so extravagantly and skillfully.

Oh wait, should say play “prodigal” so extravagantly and skillfully. Compared to him, the way they play was lame, wasn't it?

“I forgot to tell you, I reached a deal with Dura's owner just before today's new product launch. I've already bought out Dura. Which means, all the money you just spent buying fifteen cars is going straight into my pocket. Thank you for your patronage!” Lewis continued, making a gesture of grateful acknowledgement at Miller and gleefully stated.

The crowd was in utter disarray, their faces filled with disbelief. Some young people burst out laughing, it was a divine turnaround!

“But Mr. Miller, will you be regretting it? I recall you saying that even if you threw away the money, it wouldn't hurt. You're not going to backtrack now, are you? Of course, if you do want to, no worries, I'll instruct my staff to process the cancellation. After all, the prices were rather skewed, weren't they? Me being the new owner is pretty generous. If you don't want to buy, I can arrange for a refund. Don't say that I, as Dura, forced customers to make a purchase,” Lewis casually stated.

The expressions on Bryski Miller's face ranged far and wide. A few young men nearby looked at Miller with strange expressions of sympathy. That look of deepest sympathy suggested Miller was the most tragic man in history.

Damn, should he accept a refund or not? If he doesn't, perhaps he might have a stroke from anger every time he sees these cars in future? But if he returned them, his reputation would be damaged in their circle. It's not a big circle in the first place and there were a ton of media reporters here today.

Although these reporters might not dare to report, news would still leak. The Redfield Group, after all, wasn't omnipotent. Did they really think they could block out all the media? There were numerous domestic media outlets, both online and traditional, which didn't care about them. In short, Bryski Miller was definitely going to lose face today.

“I thought you were such a pure person, isn't it? You also climbed onto other people's beds, didn't you? You said such pure words about yourself in front of so many reporters. What, you liked his body better than mine, did he make you feel better?!” Rage boiling from nowhere, Bryski Miller lashed out at Kay Lee. The words from Miller's mouth were startling to the people around them..

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