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

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

grumbled. Indeed, 100 BMW motorcycles would easily cost a few

said loudly. In an instant, everyone fell silent. Isabelle’s face fell.

no choice. She did not want to embarrass herself. 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 had the money to buy 100 BMWs, why didn’t he buy from us?” The salesperson stood next to Isabelle and supported her. However, they forgot that they were the ones

would 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