Chapter 47 Re-buying, Night Scenes, and Transfers

At about 9 p.m., Idaka drove the Ferrari 488 Spider, which had suffered a "small car accident", back to the parking lot of the China World Summit Wing.

In the slightly dim underground parking lot at night, Jing Gao reluctantly took a picture of the rear of the car and sent it to Wang Qinian through WeChat to inquire about maintenance and insurance.

If the Ferrari 488 Spider in perfect condition looked like a sleeping beauty when it was quietly parked, it now looks a bit like a "broken flower".

Good fare... Forehead... It costs oil, and the point is that it hasn't been opened for a few days.

Wang Qinian's phone call came quickly, "Mr. Jing, you need to return to the factory for repair." The cost of repairing the car is estimated to be around 800,000 yuan. Your insurance is comprehensive. The insurance company will pay the claim. ”

Jing Gao sighed and said, "Okay." Cars are in the parking lot of China World Summit Wing. You can take care of it for me. ”

Wang Qinian agreed without bumping, "Okay." ”

Idaka said again: "I'll buy another Ferrari." The Ferrari is quite comfortable to drive. What other models do you have there?"

Even though Wang Qinian had witnessed Jing Gao's move to buy four luxury cars at one time, he was still shocked by his appearance of "buying a Ferrari like buying Chinese cabbage" at this moment.

Wang Qinian swallowed his spit and said wholeheartedly: "Mr. Jing, in addition to the 488 Spider, there is also the 488 GTB in the current store. This year Ferrari has a new model coming out. At the end of this month or the beginning of next month.

Of course, I personally recommend that you buy a discontinued second-hand Ferrari. Like F40, F355, and so on. ”

Jing Gao bought a Ferrari in his hands, and the success of selling the car alone was enough for him to run a trip to the China World Summit Wing.

Jing Gao didn't understand and asked, "What's the way here?"

Wang Qinian said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, many Ferrari models are limited editions. For example, the 'Enzo' series, named after the founder, has only 399 units in the world.

Ferrari's flagship supercar, the 'Laferrari', requires three Ferraris to be eligible to be purchased. If you're interested in 'laferrari'..."

Idaka understood.

In Wang Qinian's view, Jing Gao is not short of money, and the "ultimate goal" of buying a Ferrari must not be to pocket the "Rafah", and this top-of-the-line supercar produced in 2011 is the best collection. It's awesome when it's open!

But Itaka simply got used to Ferrari's driving mode in the past two days, and I liked her appearance a lot, so I wanted to get another one.

He doesn't really like to drive used cars. When there is a choice, people can certainly be hypocritical. Who knows what has been experienced in this car?

"Is there any difference between the 488 Spider and the 488 GTB?"

Wang Qinian said: "Mr. Jing, strictly speaking, this is a model. It's just a roadster and a hardtop. So the 488 Spider is 500,000 more expensive. Your 488 Spider didn't have its roof open. ”

Idaka said crisply, "Then buy another 488 GTB." You prepare, I'll pick it up tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. ”

"Okay. ”

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Jing Gao hung up the phone, shook his head and was about to leave. A swarthy, stocky young man descended from a blue McLaren (model number: 540C) across a few parking spaces.

He looked about twenty-four or five years old, of medium height, and his style of clothing was casual and fashionable. Smiled and said hello, "Hey, buddy, did you hit this car?"

"yes. Jing Gao nodded with emotion, and refused the cigarette that the young man took out, "Don't smoke, thank you!"

The young man smiled disappreciatively, and walked to the elevator with Jing Gao, "I'm from the magic capital, my name is Zhang Hu." I see you standing in front of the Ferrari for a long time. Temperamental!"

Jing Gao smiled and said, "My name is Jing Gao." ”

After a few words of chatting, Jing Gao did not mean to make friends with this rather talkative "tiger", and said goodbye at the elevator entrance.

He's not saying you don't want connections. But what good can it do to his "business" with such a rich and young gangster?

As for playing together, hehe, he suddenly became a god, with no foundation, and he must be at the bottom of other people's circles. Is it fun to be a little brother to someone?

He didn't have that interest.

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The "chance encounter" at the elevator entrance can only be regarded as an episode, and Itaka didn't pay attention to it and went straight back to the room.

The ultra-luxury suite on the 74th floor is spacious, and the dazzling night view is outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, interpreting the prosperity and splendor of Jingshi.

The blue sofa was piled with the clothes, shoes, etc. that Su Qing had bought with him this morning. The bedrooms were cleaned by hotel staff. Clean.

It's just that Idaka always thinks of Su Meiren's style of kneeling on the sofa.

After the Ferrari matter was dealt with, Jing Gao put the car keys on the desk and waited for Wang Qinian. First called and ordered a supper to the room.

Soon, the waiter delivered the food.

Idaka's supper is a bowl of shredded pork noodles. Steaming hot, chopped green onions are dotted in a well-boiled milky bone noodle broth, exuding an enticing fragrance. There is also a golden fried poached egg in the bowl.

Just looking at it is appetizing. The bread and milk tea that Jing Gao ate on the road had long been out of the question, holding the strong noodles with chopsticks and eating them in a big gulp.

The topping is green pepper back to the pot meat, which is a bit spicy.

Take another sip of soup and feel comfortable!

After eating noodles, Jing Gao enjoyed the night view on Chang'an Avenue in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his bedroom, and the view here is better than that of Lido. The mobile phone is downloading the ICBC online banking APP.

On the way back by car, he had already dealt with the WeChat messages on his mobile phone: chatting with Su Qing, applying through the friend of Liu Xue, the 07-level school flower of Jingxin University, returning to Harvest's message, asking him to come to the International Trade Center to wait, and Xiao Yan confirmed that he would go over tomorrow to do business.

Mr. Bai sent the financial account of Jingxin University in the afternoon, but he didn't have time to deal with it. This kind of large-value transfer is not something that can be completed in a moment.

After getting off the APP, Jing Gao operated, took out the U shield of mobile banking from his handbag, and when he was about to transfer the donation of 10 million at one time, he found that the limit of online banking was 5 million in a single day.

"I'll go. ”

Jing Gao thought about it for a while and made a phone call to Gong Cheng, the president of the Shunning District Branch.

After a while, the phone was connected, and Gong Cheng's enthusiastic voice came from inside, "Mr. Jing, good evening." ”

Jing Gao said: "I'm sorry, President Gong. Excuse me so late. That's right, my online banking only has a single limit of 1 million and a daily cumulative limit of 5 million. I have 10 million that I need to transfer across banks. Is there a way to fix it?"

Gong Cheng said neatly: "Mr. Jing, the settlement system of the People's Bank of China is closed at 11 o'clock in the evening. There's still time, so I'll call someone to work overtime to deal with the quota for you. ”

"Do you need me to come over?"

"No, I don't. Just take a picture of your ID card and send it over. You send it to me on WeChat. I'll arrange it. Mr. Jing, you see, is it appropriate for me to come and visit you now? ”

Jing Gao was slightly stunned, are you trying too hard? It's almost 10 o'clock at half past nine in the evening. But I just asked someone for help, and it's really hard to refuse, "Okay." I'm at China World Summit Wing. Let's meet in the lounge on the 80th floor. ”