My Billionaire Mom novel Chapter 177

"Manager Wilson, what are you doing?" The manager got up from the ground angrily, and the other salesmen who had just arrived were also dumbfounded.

Both of them usually got along well, so why would Manager Wilson hit him all of a sudden?

Manager Wilson's expression was cold, "What am I doing? You're creating trouble in my store. Do you think you did the right thing?"

The manager's face turned ugly. Indeed, he was from the store next-door. It was indeed against the rules to make trouble here.

The ten or so salesmen were speechless when they saw their manager being scolded. They looked at each other and stopped in their tracks.

"Manager Wilson, this is my fault, but he..." Halfway through his words, the manager saw Manager Wilson suddenly walk up to Chuck with a smile and say politely, "Sorry to cause you trouble. We apologize for that. What car do you like? Let me introduce it to you!"

What?

The manager was surprised. Why was he so polite to this kid?

All the salesmen in the Mercedes-Benz store were surprised. They knew that their manager rarely introduced cars to guests personally.

How could this happen all of a sudden?

Who was this young man?

Chuck was surprised because he didn't seem to know him. Yvette was even more taken aback.

"Sir, this way please," Manager Wilson smiled politely.

Chuck nodded, "Honey, let's take another look at the car we saw just now, alright?"

Yvette bit her lip and said, "But, it's too expensive..."

She really didn't want Chuck to buy such an expensive car. She had planned to buy a car that was worth seventy or eighty thousand dollars. As long as she could drive it, it was enough. This was a gift from her husband.

Manager Wilson smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss. I'm sorry to have caused you trouble today. Therefore, we'll offer you a discount on whatever car you like. What do you think?"

What?

The staff of the Mercedes-Benz store were stunned.

The manager's face darkened and he sneered, "Discount? He can't afford it even with a discount!"

Holly, who was beaten, said in anger, "Yes, he couldn't even afford a normal car, how can he afford to buy a Benz?"

Manager Wilson looked at them and said, "Shut up!"

"You!" The manager was angry!

Chuck said, "Honey, it's not bad. Why don't we settle in the car we saw?"

Yvette bit her lip. She could see that Chuck really meant it and it touched her. She vowed that she would buy him something when she was rich one day.

"Well, if you say so," Yvette said softly, feeling very sweet in her heart.

Chuck smiled and pulled Yvette to the Mercedes Benz. He asked how much would it cost and Manager Wilson said that he would sell it to them for two hundred and thirty thousand dollars.

The manager's face was as dark as a thundercloud. With such a low price, wasn't he afraid of being fired by the boss?

The saleswoman sneered at him. She muttered, "Can he even afford it?"

"That's a good deal," Chuck was pretty satisfied, "Then, we'll take this one."

"Yes," Yvette nodded, slightly disturbed by the price of the car.

Chuck asked Yvette to wait for a while so he could give his mother a call, but at the same time, Yolanda Lane called him. Chuck walked to the side and answered the phone doubtfully. Yolanda told him that a director had come to the movie venue.

Chuck was surprised. Director Yannic was so efficient. Wouldn't it mean that they could start filming in a few days?

"Okay, by the way, do you have any money?" Chuck said.

Yolanda chuckled, "Of course. There are some funds reserved at the plaza. Do you need it?"

"Great. Can you transfer me 300,000 dollars?" Chuck said. It was better for him to buy it for Yvette. After all, his mother was still suspicious of her.

"Alright," Yolanda said.

Chuck hung up the phone. In less than a minute, he received a message from the bank. He walked over with a smile and took out his card, "Here's my card. Do you have any ready stock for it?"

"Yes, please wait for a moment." Manager Wilson smiled. He accepted the card and went to complete the formalities.

Yvette was very nervous. Was Chuck planning to buy it now? It was so fast, was he seriously loaded with cash?

In less than five minutes, Manager Wilson came over and smiled politely, "Please hold on. I've already asked someone to drive the car over."