The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

The group of people was squeezing their heads to see what was going on.

They wanted so badly to see who that nouveau riche was. 100 BMW

the crowd yelled. Everyone’s eyes were glued to the people who were walking out of the BMW shop. The leader was a middle-aged man. They knew him. He was Manager Smith, the manager of the BMW motorcycle specialty shop. He was walking with a young man. He was courteous and polite to him. He kept on nodding and bowing. He only stopped until he escorted the man into a BMW X8 that was already prepared prior. This

bikes from us?” someone grumbled. Indeed, 100 BMW motorcycles would easily cost a few million. He was basically giving away money. “I remember now. Is it the one who we chased out just now? Didn’t he want

instant, everyone fell silent.

Plus, that poor man who wanted to buy 100 Harleys just now would not be able to afford those. No way! “Yeah, I support Isabelle. You guys were not around when it happened. His clothing was so shabby-looking. If he really

come back to get his bikes. After all, BMW would not deliver 100 bikes here instantly. She was standing at the only road that led to the shop. She would definitely be able to spot that nouveau riche from here. She only had one chance. She had to grasp it tightly. At this moment, a sweet voice came from behind her. “Belle, what are you doing?” Isabelle turned around and saw her cousin, Ruby. She was with her friends when they walked over, the smell of their perfumes lingering in the air. Her friends were dressed very provocatively and stylishly. Nine out of ten men would turn around to look at them when they walked past. Plus, her friends were not too bad. They had nice bodies and were not stingy in showing the world what their mothers gave them. “Miss Isabelle.” The other girls greeted. They all