Upon hearing Li Hao's words, Lin Yi's expression remained calm.
Looking at his outfit, it's clear he's a street youth.
Never been through life's harsh lessons, wandering around the streets daily.
A cannon fodder type, yet feels good about himself.
Dreams of being a big boss every day, but doesn't stand a chance.
"But our family's situation can't compare with others. We really can't afford such an expensive car."
"No way, I just want the A6, no other brands will do."
Seeing Li Hao's persistence, He Li was at a loss for words.
After all, they're former neighbors, not actual relatives, saying too much wouldn't be good.
"We still have the A4; you can take it for 287,000," He Li said.
Before Aunt Zhang could speak, Li Hao interrupted:
"The A4 is too small; taking it out doesn't earn any face."
Li Hao looked at his mother again.
"Stop dawdling, get them to prepare the contract. I've told my friends we'll take the new car for a spin later."
