At five o'clock that afternoon, Samuel received a call from Kong Wu. After asking the address of the party, h e drove the Audi away.
The freaking Lamborghini definitely couldn't be driven recently. It had been seriously damaged by Xie Yufu. It had to undergo a round of operation, and the cost was not small. It was said that the contracted loss of staff in the insurance company had already cried.
After arriving at the party, Samuel found that this was a private club, and it seemed to be quite high-end.
There were many luxury cars parked at the entrance, almost a luxury car exhibition. Although Samuel's Audi A6 was also good, it was a little dim at the entrance of the club, and no one even took a second look at it.
Just as Samuel found a parking lot and was about to park inside, a waiter trotted over and knocked on his car window impatiently.
Samuel stepped on the brake and rolled down the window. Confused, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry; there is no parking space here. You can change to another place," the waiter looked at Samuel with disdain and said.
"Isn't this a parking space?" Samuel got out of the car and pointed at the parking space.
The waiter smiled faintly, pointed to several cars next to him, and said, "Look at what these cars are, and what kind of car yours is. What qualifications do you have to park here?"
"Isn't it just four quails? What's the difference?" Samuel smiled helplessly. He did not expect that the waiter of this private club would have such a high standard that he did not even care about Audi A6.
"A quail can buy you a whole car. How can you compare? Besides, this is our private parking space.
You are not qualified to park here if you don't go to the club," the waiter said.
"Are you so sure that I won't go to the club?" Samuel said.
The waiter sighed and said, "Dude, don't embarrass yourself here. Our club has been booked. The guests here tonight are all big shots in Cloud City. Look at the cars here. Which one is less than one million?"
There was indeed no car worth less than a million in the parking lot.
This time, another Porsche 911 was driving over.
"What's the matter? Waiter, do you still have a parking space?" A man stuck his head out of the car and shouted at the waiter impatiently.
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