Chapter 40: Airlift sports cars to bomb the streets of Europe
I have to say that people are really adaptable. I remember when he was just reborn, he was a little reluctant to pay $90,000 a Mercedes-Benz C230.
However, three weeks later, in the face of a $10 million gold transaction, it can also become as easy as a real tyrant.
"By the way, Mr. Mavi, do you have time next week? A couple of my friends, they are going to Europe for two days, maybe I can invite you along?" Akadulla asked warmly to Mavi.
When he said that he went to Europe with friends for two days, he was not talking about traveling to Europe. It's a traditional entertainment for Dubai's rich. It is to fly his luxury cars and sports cars to European countries, and then bomb the streets arrogantly there.
This tradition just became popular last year. Soon it was loved by Dubai's local tycoons. After all, Dubai is a city where sports cars can only be driven in the city center. Far away, it's a desert, and there are no ghosts on the road, let alone people.
And there are a lot of rich people around, and it's not unusual to have two sports cars. No one even looked at this pretend. It's better to go to Europe and enjoy the gaze of the European people and European beauties.
Looking at the little white hat in front of him, he tried his best to invite himself, Ma Wei thought for a while and said, "Yes." ”
Anyway, he didn't have anything serious to do in the past two days, and he went to Europe with this group of Dubai princelings to have fun, and the experience seemed to be good.
A week later, Mavi took his G200 plane and headed for France. And those Dubai princelings who are traveling with them. Some of them took 747 first class in groups, and some of them took their own private jet to France, just like Mavey.
The 1,000 gold bars he bought with Akadulla last week were shipped back to Russia by asking the housekeeper to find a security company. This ton of gold is definitely not good to transport by yourself, the risk is too high. In case of accidents along the way, they all eat by themselves, and they can't find anyone to settle claims. Willing to spend some money and let a professional company do it.
When Mavi's G200 plane arrived at the airport in Paris, France, the Dubai princelings who were traveling with him had already gathered outside the airport terminal. Wait for the shipping company to deliver their car.
The French airport terminal, where the crowds gathered, was the first stop on their European bombing street trip. So when Ma Wei came to the terminal with his bodyguards, he found that in a group of dark-skinned little white hats, he was very "standing out from the crowd" in terms of his dress and skin color.
Almost all the tourists passing by will take one look at the little white hats and then turn their heads to look at themselves. It makes Ma Wei seem to be a translator or a guide for the little white hats...... invisibly, Ma Wei was trapped......
At this time, a bearded man from Dubai greeted Mavi with a smile, "Friend, are you that Russian friend from Akadulla? ”
Because Akadulla was sick in the past two days, he did not come to Europe to bomb the streets. Just introduced Ma Wei to his group of friends, and everyone was like-minded anyway.
"Hello, Amur. Mavi reached out and shook the other's hand.
Amr is a second-generation oil company in Dubai, and his family owns a small oil field valued at $600 million. Like all rich second generations, Amr loves sports cars and beautiful women. They are Dubaiese and can have four wives.
"Hello, my friend, your car will be right behind us in a moment. We'll go to the Eiffel Tower first, then to the Champs-Elysées and the Seine. Amr asked Mavi's car to follow their convoy, and nothing else took care of it. After all, the two sides were just introduced by friends, and they were not very familiar with each other.
After hearing this, Ma Wei just nodded. At this time, his bodyguards received a call that their sports car, which had been airlifted from Russia, had arrived at the airport.
"Young master, the car is ready, and now it is on the way over. The Russian bodyguard, who was five big and three thick, said respectfully to Ma Wei.
As he spoke, he saw a small commotion in the crowd of tourists in the airport terminal! Then Ma Wei saw a van driving outside the terminal, slowly opening its side compartments horizontally.
In that order, the orange McLaren F1, the solid black Jaguar XJR-15, the sky blue Jaguar XJ220, and the red Ferrari F50 are in order.
These four supercars, as soon as they were unveiled, immediately attracted the attention of countless passers-by. As if under a spell, many people stopped and looked at the sports car. Even some tourists with cameras immediately picked up their cameras and filmed this scene.
However, before they could open the camera case, they saw another enclosed box truck, which hurriedly drove over.
When the side of the carriage slowly opened, some people in the terminal who wanted to leave were suddenly attracted by the four sports cars presented in the carriage!
Porsche 911 GT1 in bright yellow, Ferrari 360 in pure white, Aston Martin V8 in dark green, and Bugatti EB 110 in sky blue.
The successive appearance of these eight supercars made a bunch of strange male and female tourists outside the terminal. Among them, there are a few women who don't know sports cars, pestering friends or lovers, asking them what the names of these eight sports cars are, and they feel really super handsome!
"Wow, is that blue Bugatti and that Jaguar XJR-15?
"Mavi, has your car arrived? If it hasn't arrived, we can meet in the city center then." At this time, Amr smiled and greeted Mavi, meaning that if it was too long, they were not going to wait for Mavi. After all, the two sides are not familiar with each other.
After greeting him, Amr and his princeling friends walked to the driveway outside the terminal. When the sports car is unloaded, it will go straight all the way to Paris.
In the eyes of Amr and his friends, they only knew that Mavi was Russian and had business dealings with Akadulla. As for a little more information, Amr doesn't know, anyway, everyone just came out to play, there is no need to know.
There is no intention to look down on him, or deliberately find fault with him. It's just that on the premise of not delaying the time of both parties, by the way, I went for a ride in Paris with Ma Wei and blew up the streets.
After hearing this, Ma Wei moved his neck, and then walked out of the terminal without saying anything. To say that the Dubai tycoons in 2000 only knew how to buy those limited edition sports cars, but they didn't know much about the art of modified cars. To put it bluntly, it is not yet enlightened.