Li Du said helplessly, "That's a good price, but we have a car. We don't need your car!"
Hans pondered for a moment and gave another answer. "300,000 dollars? Let's check the car. If there's nothing wrong with it, maybe we can do business. "
Jefferson said, "Feel free to check the car!"
Brother Wolf was good at this. He got the car keys and drove off.
Li Du had also thought it through. If the car was really as Jefferson had said, it would be fine to sell it for cash. At most, they could go back and sell it for money. It was the same logic.
Brother Wolf checked the car, and Hans went to check it again.
Li Du and Jefferson stayed together. He could not help but ask, "You've only driven this car for less than 2,000 kilometers. Are you willing to change it?"
Jefferson said casually, "Anyway, I have no interest in it. My father bought it for me. I wanted to buy an Aston Martin, but my father did not allow it. He insisted that I buy a Rolls-Royce. He said that a businessman should have the style of a businessman."
Li Du felt that his father was right. If he wanted to do business, it was better to drive a luxury car than a sports car.
But looking at Jefferson's appearance, he really couldn't see any trace of a businessman.
Jefferson obviously had a deep grudge against his father. Later, he took Li Du as a person to talk to and began to complain.
"I have no interest in doing business, especially in the seafood business. I want to be a great street artist like Benny and contribute to the liberation of art …"
"To hell with the fishing boats. I get annoyed when I see them. Every time I'm willing to go on a boat, it's only because there is no graffiti on it. I can do it …"
"Don't look down on me, man. It's just that my pocket money is limited. Otherwise, I could have easily bought a painting for 500,000 dollars. I wouldn't have minded even 600,000 dollars. I wouldn't have bargained in the past …"
Li Du listened to what he said, but he did not express his opinion or interrupt.
In Li Du's eyes, this rich second generation was just that. He could not even afford 500,000 dollars. How could he think of himself as a material? Look at Porter, who bought a comic for nearly 10 million dollars and paid the bill without hesitation!
In addition, he was sure that this young master was not cut out for business. If his father wanted to pass the business to him, he could only wait to lose everything.
There was nothing wrong with the car. It was indeed a good car that they had just gotten their hands on. Li Du and the others had made a profit by selling the car for 300,000 dollars. Someone would be willing to buy the car even if it was sold for 350,000 dollars.
So they had to stay in Miami for another two days to transfer the car.
After the transfer of the ownership of the car and the transfer of 200,000 dollars, Li Du handed the graffiti to the young master.
They had gained a lot from their trip to Miami. Not only did they earn close to 10 million in cash, but they also got a luxury car that was 99% new.
Hans meant that they were not going to sell the car. They were going to keep it for themselves.
Li Du said, "Are you interested in driving a Rolls-Royce?"
Hans wanted to touch the statue of the Goddess of Ecstasy on the hood, but the statue quickly shrank back into the hood.
He said, "Every man wants to drive a Rolls-Royce. Besides, we need a car that matches our worth. You have to understand that we are now members of the Million Dollar Club!"
This title made his blood boil, and also made Li Du a little tempted.
Even though he now had a diamond mine in his hands, even though he was about to buy a small island, the storage auction industry would always be the place where he would make his first bucket of gold.
This time last year, his wish was to join the Million Dollar Club. Now, even though he had a few million dollars with him, this wish still lingered in his heart.
After the transfer was completed, they had to think of a way to transport the car back to Phoenix.
Hans wanted to drive it back directly, but Li Du was unwilling. If he wanted to drive it, he could drive it himself.
Miami and Phoenix were located in the southeast and southwest of the United States. It would be too tiring to drive back.
Hans seemed to be very interested in such a luxury car. Seeing that Li Du was unwilling to drive back, and considering that it was not a good idea to do so, he could only ask to drive around Miami for a while before leaving.
Li Du could agree to this. He was also willing to take a ride in a luxury car, but it would be too stupid to cross the United States.
There was a race track in Miami. It was located along the coast of the southern beach area, which was where the topless event had been held.
They drove there. The track was a straight and long road. Because the road was built into the sea, normal cars would not come here.
Of course, the road was originally built for sightseeing, especially along the coastline. It was only later that it was gradually taken over by some street racers.
Miami cracked down on street racing, but it did not care much about street racing on the beach. That was because there were no pedestrians or normal cars on the road. Those who came here were street racers, and it did not affect the lives of ordinary people.
Secondly, street racing was like gambling and prostitution. It was impossible to ban street racing in a city like Miami, which was an entertainment city. There had to be a place for young people to vent.
Moreover, the beach road was safer. There was soft sand on both sides of the road, and it was relatively easy to control the consequences of a car losing control.
In short, for many reasons, the beach road had become a paradise for street racers. The officials turned a blind eye to it. As long as they did not cause a big mess, they did not care.
Hans chose to drive here. He had long heard of the beach road. Now that he had a luxury car in his hand, he would not let his heart down if he did not show off.
Li Du felt that he was more interested in the beautiful women here. Beautiful cars and beautiful women were always involved. Street racers would never lack hot women around them.
They drove into the wide road, next to the white beach. Not far away, there were even whiter waves crashing on the shore. Farther away, the beach was one color, and the scenery was magnificent.
However, the sound of the waves could not be heard here. There was the roar of high-power engines everywhere. There were cars everywhere on the beach and on the road.
However, the cars here were all sports cars. Some were branded sports cars, and some were modified. Li Du did not know that there were so many sports car brands until he arrived.
Among the many brands, the Goddess of Victory was unique. There was no sign of Rolls-Royce here, and this was not a place where Rolls-Royce should be.
The luxurious Rolls-Royce attracted a lot of people's attention. Some young men with bare arms and gold chains around their necks made obscene gestures such as middle fingers and thrusting their hips at the car. There were even people who threw sand at the car.
Li Du did not bother with these people. He opened the door and got out. Hans was willing to come here, so he would deal with these people.
Shortly after he got out of the car, someone suddenly came up to him and laughed. "Hey, bitch, you're in my hands! Prepare to die! "
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