OFR – Chapter 317 Koenigsegg!

However, in the eyes of Xiao Qian and Lanlan, Mu Bai’s subtle action looked as if the cold, aloof boy had finally found someone he could see eye to eye with.

Seeing this scene, both girls couldn’t help but smile slightly.

As for Lanlan’s boyfriend’s identity, Xiao Qian, as her close friend, was well aware.

His real name was Li Shan.

The name sounded a bit plain, but no matter how it sounded, he was a blood relative of one of the top executives and board members of the Li Family Group.

Moreover, ever since Li Yuncheng, Li Shan’s uncle, took over the Li family’s power in Nanjing after Li Shaofeng was forced to leave, Li Shan had effectively become one of the most well-connected and powerful second-generation elites in Nanjing.

Someone like that couldn’t possibly be compared to a boy who came here by taxi, could he?

Still, girls are often more emotional and tactful when it comes to boys.

Even if they thought this way, they didn’t show it outwardly.

Even Lanlan just smiled faintly and said nothing.

But for some reason, she felt this boy looked strangely familiar.

Especially his side profile—it was not only handsome, but incredibly familiar.

That level of familiarity meant she’d definitely seen him somewhere before—and more than once.

This odd feeling made Lanlan hesitate for a moment before she smiled and suggested they walk around the exhibition together.

That would also give her more time to think and recall where she’d seen him.

After all, Qing Yanchén wouldn’t arrive for a while, so spending the time admiring some luxury cars together was a good idea.

“Yeah, let’s go together. With Li Shan-ge here, I’m sure he’ll recommend a car with great value for money. Come on, let’s go!”

Under Xiao Qian and Lanlan’s cheerful urging, Mu Bai—who had originally intended to leave—reluctantly nodded and joined them in browsing the car show.

“Friend, come take a look at this Ferrari F12. It’s a new-gen V12-powered model, equipped with Michelin Pilot Super Sport tires. It goes from 0 to 100 km/h in just 3.1 seconds, 0 to 200 in 8.5 seconds, and 0 to 300 in 21 seconds. The F12berlinetta set the best time among Ferrari’s street-legal cars on the Fiorano track. Also, among Ferraris, it’s relatively fuel-efficient—so in my opinion, it’s a great supercar. What do you think, Mr. Mu?”

The group entered the nearest showroom, and Li Shan—arm-in-arm with Lanlan—enthusiastically introduced various car models to Mu Bai.

This particular hall focused on Ferrari and Lamborghini models.

Since it was nearing the end of the year, most salespeople were on holiday. With Qing Yanchén’s arrival imminent, the few remaining had gone to the main hall to greet him.

As a result, the showroom was relatively empty, with only a few young Nanjing University students gathered around, exclaiming in awe at the luxurious cars.

Most of these students came from average families. Even those from wealthier households could only dream of owning such vehicles.

They were all hoping to be among the lucky ones to receive investment and car sponsorship from Qing Yanchén’s youth entrepreneurship charity event.

Mu Bai listened calmly as Li Shan gave his enthusiastic pitch.

He glanced at the Ferrari’s price tag: a little over 3 million RMB—not too expensive.

But one, he didn’t like the design; and two, the price seemed too low for a true supercar.

Frankly, whether in terms of safety, performance, or comfort, this Ferrari was far inferior to the Bugatti Veyron he previously owned.

As the saying goes: “It’s easy to go from frugal to lavish, but hard to go back.”

Mu Bai was no exception to this.

Now that he was back to buy a supercar, he didn’t intend to get anything of a lower tier than his previous Bugatti.

Because of that, he had little interest in this Ferrari and simply shook his head and said to Li Shan, “Let’s check out the other hall. I’m not really into Ferrari models.”

“Ah… alright.”

Li Shan hadn’t expected the boy beside him to say something like that.

It caught him slightly off guard, but he still nodded and led the group toward another showroom with Lanlan and the others.

That showroom was also quiet.

After browsing two or three mostly empty showrooms, they finally arrived at one staffed with several senior sales consultants.

This wasn’t the Bugatti showroom, but it was the largest and most luxurious hall at the entire joint car show.

Aside from two limited-edition Bugatti Veyrons, the hall also displayed the world’s top-tier brands like Spyker, Koenigsegg, Pagani, Rolls-Royce, and Zenvo.

With just a quick scan, Mu Bai saw that none of these cars cost less than 20 million RMB.

It was evident that the end-of-year joint car show this year had far surpassed previous ones in both quantity and quality of high-end vehicles.

Even Li Shan—who prided himself on being well-informed—gulped slightly when he saw the line-up of these ultra-premium cars.

Yes, while his uncle was the current head of the Li family’s power in Nanjing, he wasn’t Li Shan’s father.

All of Li Shan’s luxury homes, cars, and even watches were hand-me-downs from his uncle. Let alone buying a car of this level—he couldn’t even comfortably afford a mid-range Ferrari on his own.

And despite having managed several car dealerships, Li Shan knew nothing about these kinds of supercars.

Fortunately, this hall had professional consultants, sparing him the embarrassment of pretending to know.

“Hello, sir. Welcome. Is there anything I can help you with?”

Seeing customers enter, several senior consultants immediately stood up with professional smiles and welcoming attitudes.

Their training was top-notch, and their smiles were genuinely pleasant.

But having interacted with many VIPs, Li Shan could still sense the subtle condescension behind those professional smiles.

Truthfully, cars of this caliber were usually for display—to demonstrate the showroom’s prestige. Very few people could actually afford them.

Since the start of the Lunar month, over nearly a month of showcasing, only two such cars had been sold.

Both were purchased by executives from the Nalan family, and even then, showroom management had been informed in advance.

As for walk-in buyers like this group? Most were just here to admire the spectacle.

To this day, apart from an unknown young man who bought a 36-million-yuan Bugatti Veyron on a whim during the New Year’s show, no one else had bought anything priced over 20 million on the spot.

“Ah, it’s this gentleman who’s here to buy. I’m just accompanying him.”

Li Shan, hoping to save himself some embarrassment, gestured toward Mu Bai.

The consultants simultaneously turned their attention to the boy beside him, and as expected, his age made all of them raise their brows slightly in surprise.

A few of them even gave slight, wry smiles and helpless expressions.

Indeed, they didn’t believe someone this young could actually afford a car costing over 20 million. They assumed he was just here for a look.

But their professionalism quickly kicked in, and they resumed their courteous smiles and approached the boy.

Just as they were about to casually introduce the basic features of some of the vehicles—

They noticed the boy calmly walking toward one particular car.

This car had captured the most attention during the entire annual show, but due to its sky-high price, no one had dared inquire further.

A Koenigsegg.