At the Mercedes-Benz 4S shop, Qin Chuan, bored, walked over to the "Tiger Head Benz," opened the door, and sat inside, experiencing the luxury sedan that still held immense prestige over twenty years later.
The interior was all genuine leather, and the V12 engine promised ample power.
The spacious cabin, combined with its understated yet luxurious exterior, made it an ideal choice for business professionals.
As he happily ran his hand over the steering wheel, Yang Conglong returned with Huang Qi.
"Qin Chuan, how is it? Are you satisfied with this Tiger Head Benz?" Yang Conglong asked with a smile from outside the car window.
"Satisfied, of course, I'm satisfied!" Qin Chuan replied.
"Alright, take out your ID, and I'll have someone handle the paperwork!" Yang Conglong asked Qin Chuan for his ID.
Qin Chuan showed a hesitant expression before finally taking out his ID and handing it over.
"Ah, that's more like it!" Seeing Qin Chuan no longer refuse, Yang Conglong beamed like a flower.
"Come on out. Didn't you want to buy other cars? Let's go chat over there!"
Qin Chuan opened the car door and got out. Whether it was an illusion or not, he felt Huang Qi's gaze on him had changed, making him feel uneasy.
"Qin Chuan, didn't you tell me earlier that your company was going to buy a few other cars for its senior management?" Yang Conglong spoke first as the three of them sat down again.
"Yes, that's right!" Qin Chuan nodded. "However, because new cars are too expensive, I plan to buy a few used ones, about seven or eight to nine-tenths new."
"I wonder if Boss Huang has any such inventory?" Qin Chuan directed his last sentence to Huang Qi.
"Of course, I'm in the car business, a professional car dealer. I have both new and used cars!" Huang Qi's response was unexpectedly prompt.
"However, it's getting late today. If you want to see them, I'll take you tomorrow!"
"That's fine too. Thank you, Boss Huang!" Qin Chuan expressed his gratitude.
"No need to thank me. You're Conglong's friend, which makes you my friend too. We're all family!" Huang Qi said with a smile. For some reason, Qin Chuan felt that after the two of them left for a while and returned, Huang Qi's attitude towards him had become much more cordial.
"Qin... I'll just call you Qin Chuan. And don't call me Boss Huang anymore, it sounds too distant. Conglong and I are about the same age, so you can call me Brother Qi!" Huang Qi added.
"Hello, Brother Qi!" Qin Chuan obediently called out.
"Qin Chuan! I heard from Conglong that you also play with futures?"
Qin Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at his brother-in-law sitting beside him.
Noticing Qin Chuan's gaze, Yang Conglong gave an embarrassed smile. "Huang Qi is not an outsider. He's my best friend, someone I grew up with. I borrowed the three million from him!"
Qin Chuan suddenly understood. No wonder, then, that after only ten minutes away, Huang Qi's attitude towards him had become so friendly. The reason was now clear.
"It's alright, a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse. I made a bit of money this time!" Qin Chuan said with a smile.
"You're being too modest. In just half a month, you turned nine million principal into thirty-nine million. There are very few people in the world who can achieve such returns!" Huang Qi's eyes were filled with admiration.
"Just good luck! Good luck!" Qin Chuan didn't know how else to explain and could only awkwardly defend himself.
"I don't think this is luck, this is skill, top-notch skill!" Huang Qi shook his head, clearly thinking Qin Chuan was being too humble.
"Qin Chuan, I also think you're being too modest. If it were really luck, how would you explain your several precise bottom-fishing attempts before?" Yang Conglong also chimed in.
Qin Chuan opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but found no suitable reason.
In an instant, in his heart.
"Money earned by luck must eventually be returned by skill!"
Huang Qi muttered this sentence silently, his eyes growing brighter. He suddenly slammed the table and stood up excitedly, the sudden commotion startling everyone.
"Qin Chuan, that last sentence you said was absolutely brilliant!"
"I initially made a little money and thought the stock and futures markets were too easy to make money in. Coupled with my arrogance, I invested more and more, sinking deeper and deeper, until I lost several million! And him," Huang Qi pointed at Yang Conglong, "his situation is exactly the same as mine!"
"Get lost, the money I lost has already been recovered. Not only that, but I made a substantial profit!" Yang Conglong said, a bit red-faced, his neck stiff.
"Nonsense, that was sheer luck. If it weren't for this time, you probably wouldn't have been able to recoup your losses in this lifetime!" Huang Qi revealed without mercy.
Watching this scene, Qin Chuan smiled faintly, involuntarily recalling his previous life, where things seemed to be similar. He'd made a little money at first, thought the stock market was easy, then got arrogant and overconfident, ultimately losing several million and shamefully choosing to leave.