The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 300

As soon as Lynn finished her sentence, the crowd burst into laughter. “The f*ck! She doesn’t even recognize a Ferrari Enzo.” “So embarrassing. That’s an Enzo, a top-notch sports car! It’s a Ferrari royalty, a super sports car that’s no longer in production!” “But of course. Only a few hundred vehicles were produced in the world, and in this country, only six or seven are here!”

Listening to the crowd’s discussion, Lynn began to realize that the situation was not quite right. There were only six or seven in the country? A Ferrari royalty, a super sports car that was no longer in production? Oh no! Lynn panicked all of a sudden, and her eyes started drifting. She still said stiffly,

“I don’t believe you. My cousin-in-law will be here soon.” Lynn stomped her foot bitterly. The discussions of the onlookers had deflated her bubble a little. Across from her, the few young men simply chuckled. The owner of the Ferrari Enzo, the young man in the white shirt, said, “Okay, we’ll wait for him then. However, let’s get one thing straight, you can’t run away from the 20 million.” Lynn got a fright, and her knees began to weaken. She said awkwardly, “What broken car would cost 20 million? Are you kidding me?”

Another young man stood up at this time

price. Do you understand?” 40 million for one unit? Lynn almost staggered and hurried to say, “I… I don’t believe you! You guys are ganging up

get the priority to buy it, such as the racing champion, Schumacher.” Facing everyone’s discussion, Lynn was so frightened that she could not stand still. This… This Ferrari Enzo could only be bought if the person owned more than three Ferraris? The young man across from her owned that many Ferraris? What was she going to do? She was in big trouble! Lynn finally realized the implications of this matter and was like a cat on hot bricks. Even if Philip knew Theo, he may not be able to fork out 20 million at once. At this time, the guy in the white shirt approached Lynn who was anxiously biting her nails. He looked at the Ferrari next to her and said, “This

I didn’t mean it. This car

soon, he’ll pay you!” Instantly, everyone understood the situation

does it quite often, then. So cheap!” When Lynn heard these comments, she cried and retorted, “No, I didn’t! I’m not the kind of person you’re talking about!” However, no one believed her at all. The more they talked about it,