Chapter 25 Let's Build a Gas Station at the Front Door
"I heard that the treatment at Unicorn Technology has improved another level this year. Even the most basic positions are reaching salaries of over 250,000 a year. Apparently, Lu Xuchao got lucky somehow; a senior executive took a liking to him and offered him an annual salary of 800,000 outright."
"That impressive?" Zhang Menglong was also surprised. For an undergraduate graduate, a salary of 800,000 a year is really a terrifying figure. Just relying on part-time jobs, most people wouldn\'t achieve that income in their entire lives.
"He organized this dinner purely to show off. For those of us who haven\'t even found a job yet, isn\'t it like asking for trouble?"
"That\'s just jealousy!" Zhang Menglong remarked.
"Aren\'t you jealous?" Xu Li was not one bit insincere, "Lemon fruits on the lemon tree, you and I beneath the lemon tree, don\'t forget, you two competed for the \'Outstanding Graduate\' award, and you won over him. He might just try to get back at you this time!"
Even though Lu Xuchao spent a lot of time on clubs and starting his business, he thereby neglected his studies. Zhang Menglong, relying on his last-minute cramming skills, snatched the title of \'Outstanding Graduate\' from Lu Xuchao, for which he had received no shortage of disdainful looks from him.
"It\'s just a lousy certificate, what\'s the use!" Zhang Menglong had seen through it all. In society, those honors from the school are nothing. In the eyes of those business HRs, an outstanding graduate is far less popular than a student with internship experience. That\'s the reality of society.
"You do have a point."
"Buddy, now that I\'ve inherited a billion-dollar fortune, do I still care about these things?" Zhang Menglong said nonchalantly.
"Are you ever going to wake up from this dream?" Xu Li laughed, "Alright, you inherited a billion-dollar fortune, huh? If you\'re capable, why don\'t you show something to us then?"
"Sure, but you\'d better find a doctor in advance because I\'m afraid your heart might not take it and will need some rescuing later."
"Hahaha, you crack me up," Xu Li clearly didn\'t take Zhang Menglong\'s words seriously, "Since you\'re going too, let\'s all go. There\'s a saying that\'s indeed correct, the chances for all of us to gather together will only get rarer, let\'s cherish it while we still have the time."
"By the way, what about the other classmates?" Zhang Menglong asked.
"Those guys? Why even ask, how could they miss an opportunity to suck up? You know very well, our classmates... hard to describe in a word. Just watch, it\'s going to be a major bootlicking scene!" Xu Li snorted disdainfully at the thought of their classmates.
"Well, let\'s be real, society is pretty pragmatic after graduation; maybe Lu Xuchao really could help them out?"
"Forget it, besides showing off, when has he ever thought about us? Enough talk now, I\'m off to upgrade my Kun. I must get it to level 100 today, I\'m out."
"This guy." Zhang Menglong hung up the phone with a laugh and a sigh.
"Mr. Zhang, your car sent by Mr. Su has arrived. Would you like to check it out?" just at that moment, Hong Yi came over to report to Zhang Menglong.
"Oh? That was timely!" Zhang Menglong smiled slightly, "Let\'s go, accompany me to take a look."
Walking downstairs, rows of trucks were neatly lined up beneath his building. Excluding the two cars sent for Qin Feng and Wang Ling, there were a total of 13 cars, including that one Koenigsegg CCVR.
"Will my underground garage fit them all?" Zhang Menglong asked quietly.
"Sir, your underground garage has three levels, each capable of accommodating over 100 cars, so there\'s absolutely no problem."
"Damn, this is nuts. Do I look bored enough to buy over 300 cars? That\'s enough to not wear the same one any day of the year! They would just gather dust and rust, right?" Zhang Menglong realized that his understanding of this particular property was quite superficial.
"Sir, if you need, I can help recruit a team of sports car maintenance staff for you."
"Er... I was just speaking off the cuff last time, why did you take it seriously?" Zhang Menglong was suddenly full of frustration.
Thirteen limited edition sports cars were carefully unloaded. Originally, Zhang Menglong really liked that one Pagani due to its spirit, but the moment he first set eyes on that Koenigsegg CCVR, the Pagani suddenly seemed less appealing.
"Get the others into the garage for me, I\'m going out for a spin." Although Zhang Menglong had obtained his driver\'s license when he graduated from high school, apart from his dad\'s old beater, he had hardly driven any decent cars, let alone sports cars.
Zhang Menglong gently ran his hands over the pure carbon fiber body of the car, touching it as if it were the delicate body of a beautiful woman. That streamlined body, that cool design, this truly is every man\'s dream!
Zhang Menglong pressed the switch on the key, and the gull-winged doors slowly opened; although the interior of the sports car was much more compact, it didn\'t feel uncomfortable at all.
"Boom!" With a press on the accelerator, the powerful V12 engine immediately burst into a roar like that of a wild beast.
"Mr. Zhang, please be sure to drive safely."
"Don\'t worry, you can\'t really speed in the city, nothing will happen." Zhang Menglong said, excitement filling his voice as he slowly drove out of his residential area.
"Damn, what\'s going on?" Just as Zhang Menglong had driven out of the residential area, the streets on both sides were surprisingly filled with people.
Actually, the trucks that had delivered the sports cars had transparent covers over their cargo areas. With 13 trucks loaded with sports cars, how could they not attract a crowd? Everyone wanted to see which wealthy individual had splurged on so many sports cars.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
"Here it comes!"
"Holy shit! It\'s that Koenigsegg XXVR from earlier! If only I could press the accelerator once, I\'d be content for the rest of my life!"
"Buddy, one press on that accelerator, and there goes your month\'s salary."
"The person who buys these kinds of cars must be young, right? Wonder who\'s the young master."
"It\'s weird, the person who drives this kind of car, living in such an ordinary residential area?"
"You know nothing, in this area, the lowest housing price is 80,000 per square meter. Look at the size of those houses; just one of them costs tens of millions. Can you afford it?"
Zhang Menglong didn\'t pay any attention to these remarks and just drove onto the road.
"My God, what a handsome car!"
"That emblem, oh my, Koenigsegg, slow down! Slow down, man!"
"Honey, isn\'t that car good-looking? It must be really expensive, right?"
"At least tens of millions, what do you think?"
"That expensive? If we were to scratch it, selling our house might not even cover the cost."
"Then why aren\'t you slowing down? Are you planning to crash into it?!"
Wherever this car went, it was met with envious gazes. As for the drivers, they all maintained a distance of more than ten meters from him. During the congested National Day evening rush, Zhang Menglong actually had a smooth ride on the elevated roads.
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"Awesome!"
Although he didn\'t reach the top speed, just this one lap, with the intense pushback and perfect driving sensation, showed Zhang Menglong what a top-level sports car felt like.
"Damn, I only drove a lap, how come so much fuel is gone?" Zhang Menglong glanced at the dashboard and immediately looked displeased.
"What\'s the matter, Mr. Zhang? Are you unsatisfied with the new car?" Hong Yi noticed Zhang Menglong\'s expression.
"No, it\'s not that, it\'s just too troublesome to refuel every few days."
"What\'s the big deal?" Hong Yi said with a smile, "How about this, I\'ll arrange it so we build a gas station right at your doorstep."
"You can actually build one just like that?" Zhang Menglong had always thought that was just a joke on the internet.
"It\'s not possible for ordinary people, but for you, it\'s no problem," Hong Yi replied, "Over 80% of the oil wells from which our country imports oil are under your businesses. I\'ll just have someone build a private gas station for you!"
Zhang Menglong looked at Hong Yi, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, "I concede defeat."