Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 324 The whole city supports Boss Jiang

Jiang Beicheng walked to the parking space and helped his old car up.

The rearview mirror is broken, the paint on the fuel tank is scratched off, and the exhaust pipe is deformed.

Frown slightly.

I'm not feeling well.

This car has been with him for seven or eight years, traveling with him across the beautiful landscapes of our motherland. He has a deep affection for it.

It's no exaggeration to say that he wouldn't feel this heartache even if his Bentley Flying Spur got scratched or wrecked.

I just finished maintaining my old buddy, and before I even got home, I had to take it to the mountain spirit again.

The original plan was for Manager Liu of the bar to just find a place to lean against, as long as it didn't violate any rules.

But Mr. Qin thought you were going to drive here today, so he specially reserved a parking space for you.

It's to give face to General Manager Jiang.

You can't just say that Manager Liu did something wrong and go to Manager Liu to complain.

There's even less controversy about what the security guards did.

Among all the people parked inside, who would he dare offend?
Making trouble for a low-level worker is not in line with the attitude of those in power, nor is it something Jiang Beicheng would do.

Looking back at the little cool guy driving the LaFerrari and the stylish girl standing next to the car.

A thought popped into my head: What the hell are you pretending for?

I still have the youthful vigor I once had; it's just that now that I've climbed higher, my ability to control my emotions has improved considerably.

But does driving a LaFerrari with a beautiful woman in the passenger seat mean you can do whatever you want in Jiangnan City?
I don't deny that the LaFerrari has some capabilities.

If it's a new car, then the owner must have bought other Ferrari products before, because Ferrari has special provisions that make it very difficult for a novice to buy a brand new LaFerrari.

If it's a used car, and the manufacturer is also very strong, cars with this engine displacement don't meet the relevant national laws and regulations and can't be imported, so used car prices have risen ridiculously.

The LaFerrari, which originally cost over 20 million, now costs around 30 or even 40 million RMB in China.

This shows that this little cool car has some capabilities, and it's probably quite famous in the car circle of their city.

But this is in Jiangnan City.

There's an old saying that goes, "No matter where you go, first pay homage to the local mountains, and things will go much more smoothly for you."

Is this how Little Cool worships?
“Old-fashioned fat otaku, all black body kit, your car is only worth tens of thousands of yuan now.” Xiaoxiaoku stood in front of Jiang Beicheng and said, “Here’s what I’ll do, I’ll give you a lucky number 8888, and I’ll use the money left over after the repairs to buy you a few packs of cigarettes.”

"What are you trying to prove?"

The girl standing next to Jiang Beicheng found the sound grating and rushed forward a few steps.

"It's a man's business, young lady, don't interfere," the woman who had pushed down Jiang Beicheng's Harley reminded Wu Keqing, standing next to Xiao Xiaoku.

She felt that since the other woman's partner had stepped forward, she should also say a few words to make Xiaoxiaoku look good.

Jiang Beicheng grabbed the girl's hand, not wanting her to start cursing.

He looked at Xiaoxiaoku and said, "It's not about the money."

"Oh, I see. It's about how much money." Xiaoxiao smiled and took out her phone, saying, "Give me the payment code. Is 12,000 enough? If so, move the car. My friend is waiting at the bar. Don't waste my time."

The words had barely left his lips.

The roar of engines echoed through the streets.

Leading the group was Zhong Boli, the owner of the Jiangnan City RC Supercar Club, who was driving a Koenigsegg Regera.

Following behind was Agera Rs, the manager of the Chengdu TC Club.

Behind them were a Pagani Zonda driven by members of the Shanghai MC Supercar Club, and a Bugatti Kelon.

Following behind were models such as the McLaren Senna.

More than a dozen supercars worth tens of millions of yuan were parked on Binjiang Road next to the parking lot at the same time.

This scene is rarely seen in Midwestern cities.

"What the hell, what's going on?"

"What happened? Both Master Hu and Master Jing are here."

"It seems like there's a supercar carnival going on in Jiangnan City, and a lot of car enthusiasts from other places have come."

“I saw it being towed over on the highway that day.”

"Wow, wow, this is going to be trending tomorrow."

"..."

All eyes on the street were drawn to this side.

Xiang Wentao walked up to Jiang Beicheng and said, "Young Master Jiang, Lao Zhong and the others are here."

Xiao Xiaoku, standing in front of Jiangbei City, had a slight change in expression. Having been into cars for so many years, he certainly knew the value of those supercars blocking the parking lot entrance.

I'm starting to feel a little nervous.

I had a vague feeling that this President Jiang in front of me was no ordinary person.

Jiang Beicheng nodded to Xiang Wentao.

I patted him on the shoulder to express my gratitude.

I guessed that he had called Zhong Boli and asked his friends in the car industry to come and support him.

This is not over yet.

Many of the friends who came to the bar tonight know Boss Jiang.

Even if we've never met, I've heard about it from friends in the industry.

Noticing the large scene here, they followed.

I took some videos and photos and posted them in the group.

"Is someone causing trouble for CEO Jiang?"

"Han Boli and Xiang Wentao have arrived."

"A LaFerrari from out of town blocked Mr. Jiang's way."

"A LaFerrari hit Mr. Jiang."

"..."

The more rumors spread, the more outrageous it becomes.

Multiple car enthusiast groups in Jiangnan City instantly erupted in discussion.

Jiangnan City Modified Car Club: "Little Jiang has been blocked. Those of you who are still awake, come with me to take a look."

Jiangnan City Wanguohui Luxury Car Club: "Mr. Jiang was hit by a LaFerrari. Anyone who's free, come with me to take a look."

Jiangnan Off-Road Club: "Little Jiang has sent a LaFerrari owner to provide support."

Jiangnan City G-Class Car Owners Club: "Everyone's saying that Xiao Jiang was bullied by outsiders. Anyone want to go check it out?"

...Seven or eight cars in a group, and hundreds of cars at the same time headed towards DNA Bar. "Young Master Jiang, what's going on?" Zhong Boli asked with his friends.

Jiang Beicheng patted his old friend and looked at Xiaoxiaoku and the woman beside him.

Zhong Boli frowned slightly, knowing very well the personality of these Harley veterans in Jiangnan City—they loved their cars like their own lives.

"Mr. Jiang, how do you want to resolve this?" Zhong Boli asked directly.

A fellow car enthusiast from Shanghai who came along recognized Xiaoxiaoku and pointed at him with his finger, implying that he was in big trouble.

Xiaoxiaoku then realized the meaning behind Jiang Beicheng's words, "It's not about money."

The Harley owner in front of us is a big shot in Jiangnan City.

“Mr. Jiang, all the cars are stuck outside. If this isn’t handled properly, he won’t be able to leave,” Xiang Wentao interjected.

As they were talking, several luxury cars arrived one after another on Binjiang Road.

"Holy crap, have all the luxury cars in the city come here?"

"Holy crap, there must be over a hundred of those! How much are they worth?"

"I'm totally confused, what's going on tonight?"

"It looks like they're here to block that LaFerrari."

"Holy crap, I've learned something new."

"..."

More and more people gathered to watch.

This street is an entertainment street, and the control here is not very strict late at night, so there are a lot of illegally parked cars on the street.

However, the sudden gathering of so many luxury cars has a significant impact on traffic.

Jiang Beicheng guessed that it was friends from several car enthusiast groups who came to join in the fun.

Some of them came out of concern because they had a good relationship with the person.

Some are just there to grab attention.

He doesn't have the energy to control the situation right now, but if things continue like this, it will definitely have a bad impact.

"Mr. Jiang, they said you were hit by a car. Are you alright?"

"Mr. Jiang, we heard someone was causing you trouble, so we rushed over immediately."

"Young Master Jiang, are you hurt?"

"Young Master Jiang, is this the kind of guy you think you are? Trying to act all high and mighty in Jiangnan City!"

"..."

Old friends from the automotive industry have been coming to express their concern.

Jiang Beicheng instructed, "Old Zhu, Mao Erwa, go and tell them to park the car properly, preferably in a nearby parking lot, so it doesn't obstruct traffic on the street."

"This will attract traffic police and regular police officers, which will have a bad influence."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, I'll go right away."

Jiang Beicheng instructed, "Go to Old Man Jin's cigarette and liquor counter across the street and get some cigarettes. Tell him my name."

Distribute the cigarettes to everyone.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Several old friends responded and left.

Other vehicles began to pull over to the side, lining up to clear the main road, forming a long line that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Those dozen or so rare supercars worth tens of millions are still blocking the entrance to the parking lot. They won't let the little cool LaFerrari leave until the matter is resolved.

Little Cool was already drenched in sweat.

I never expected this Harley owner, nicknamed "Little Jiang," to have so much influence.

The girl standing next to her trembled slightly.

She was the most nervous because she was the one who pushed the bike there, and she couldn't bear the consequences if Xiaoxiaoku abandoned her.

She was about to take out her phone to call the police when Zhong Boli covered her phone, saying, "You can handle things in the car industry yourself. Don't bother the police officers so late at night."

Don't worry, this is really just a matter of saving face; no one will lay a hand on you.

The young girl nodded hesitantly.

At this moment, Xiao Xiaoku smiled and said to Jiang Beicheng, "Mr. Jiang, right? This little misunderstanding shouldn't cause such a big fuss."

Jiang Beicheng asked, "Did you see me send a message or make a phone call?"
I didn't do anything; it was you, my friend from out of town, who kept being unfriendly.

Little Cool is gripped by fear once again.

Looking back, Mr. Jiang really didn't do anything; he didn't even take out his phone.

But now all the car enthusiasts in the city have arrived at the scene.

"Mr. Jiang, then tell me, what's your solution? I'll listen to you," Xiao Xiaoku said helplessly, spreading his hands.

“I really don’t like your attitude,” Jiang Beicheng said.

"Young Master Jiang, what's going on?" Mr. Qin, the owner of DNA Bar, who was still greeting the guests for the evening, also came over when he heard the noise.

Mr. Zhou, the owner of Noise Bar, who was standing next to him, asked Xiao Xiaoku in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Xiao Xiaoku was someone he invited over. Now that he feels he has a helper and won't be alone, he acts like he doesn't care. "The motorcycle took up the parking space, and my girlfriend pushed it over. That's it."

Since we're all friends, there's no need to keep this up. I'll cover the gas and cigarette costs for all the cars that are here tonight.

Mr. Jiang, I apologize again, is that alright?

Mr. Zhou smiled and said to Jiang Beicheng, "Young Mr. Jiang, can you do me a favor? I'll remember this favor. I invited Xiaoxiaoku to come and support us."

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan, the owner of DNA Bar, became nervous.

He doesn't even have the right to ask Mr. Jiang for face like this. You two just met, and he dares to ask?
And does this little cool guy even have a hint of apology?
Qin Chuan pulled President Zhou aside and said, "Are you confused, President Zhou? How much influence do you have?"

Mr. Zhou immediately realized what was happening.

Is this young General Manager Jiang really that high-ranking?

Neither he nor President Qin are qualified.

"Then what do you suggest we do now?" President Zhou asked anxiously. "I invited Xiaoxiaoku here; his father is Brother Liang from Dongyin."

"Brother Liang!" Qin Chuan was also a little nervous; Brother Liang was quite a figure.

"Here's what we'll do: have Brother Liang call Master Wei. Young Master Jiang should give Master Wei face," Qin Chuan instructed.

"Which Master Wei?" President Zhou was so excited that he didn't react immediately.

"In the past, who else in Jiangnan City, besides him, dared to call himself Master Wei?" Qin Chuan said excitedly.

(End of this chapter)