Conglomerate Children Who Look Poor
chapter 47
Now Vanessa is convinced that Afzal is heading to the manager's room to report to her.
The manager will definitely lay all the blame on him and as an SPG he will definitely be blamed, that is the rule!
Her day would be even more miserable if she failed to convince the young couple to continue the transaction.
It was too late for him to catch up and stop Afzal because he had already walked into the manager's room.
“Nona Vanessa, don't worry. We definitely bought the Gallardo today. If the man reports you, I will make sure that the manager will not punish you!” The young man said while chuckling.
“Thank you, Mister!”
Afzal was still holding his aching head as his foot stepped into the manager's room.
It appears that a middle-aged man is looking carefully at and analyzing annual sales reports.
He slowly leaned back his body as Afzal entered the room.
Then hurriedly he stood up.
This young man is plain-clothed but as a manager he has to show his best attitude.
The middle-aged man was like looking at the sharp gaze from the pair of eyes of the young man before him.
He felt the need to be careful.
“Master, can I help you?”
“I came to buy a car, but SPG did not allow me to look around the car interior. Even he was being rude to me! Is that the standard of service in your office?”
Afzal immediately protested to the manager.
To be honest, since hitting the wall a few days ago, Afzal began to lose his patience. He felt annoyed and embarrassed when the SPG took him out of the car violently.
Moreover, he was about to buy a car.
“Really? Sorry Sir, may I know what kind of car you want?”
The middle-aged man was mature and experienced, at first glance seeing the very casual way of dressing Afzal he suspected that Afzal would not be able to afford a Lamborghini. So it's only natural and not strange that the SPG was looking down on him.
The manager assumed that Afzal faced and reported to him solely because he did not accept and did not want to lose face due to SPG action on him.
That was the reason the manager immediately asked which type of car Afzal wanted.
“Reventon sport for two billion six hundred thousand dollars!” Afzal answered lightly.
“Hahaha. Sir, that car..”.
Brak!
Before the middle-aged man finished his sentence, Afzal had already placed the Black Gold card on the table.
The manager leaned his body to take a closer look and then took it, his facial expression changed instantly.
He knows all about Black Gold cards.
Few people in this world have such a card.
“There are approximately 3 billion dollars on this Black Gold card. Isn't that more than enough for me to buy that Reventon?” Afzal asked casually.
“Yes, even more than enough!”
The middle-aged manager was still a little skeptical even though he answered Afzal's question well.
After all, the man standing before him did not look like a Black Gold card holder at all.
“Can I check the card?”
The middle-aged man wore a smile that implied an apology to Afzal.
Then he turned on a machine and swiped the Gold Card.
“Who is your name, Mister?”
The middle-aged manager asked in a friendly and respectful manner.
“Afzal Crawford.”
“Mr Crawford, forgive my attitude, Sir. I was acting a bit cocky.”
The manager said as he stepped around his desk and Afzal bowed his body.
“My name is Wilson, I will serve you wholeheartedly, Mr Crawford!”
Wilson began to break out in a cold sweat after confirming the identity of the owner of the Black Gold card.
The young man who was standing before him was confirmed as the owner of the Black Gold card even though the clothes he wore were very ordinary.
He must have come from a wealthy and influential family.
Reventon is just a car for about two and a half billion dollars. Wilson knew that as a Black Gold cardholder, Afzal could have bought a fifteen billion dollar car if he wanted to.
Damnit damnit! Which SPG has gone terribly wrong and offended an influential man?
“I want to clear up all the procedures and documents right away because I want to bring that Reventon home today as well. Sorry to trouble you, manager Wilson.”
Afzal said politely to Wilson because the attitude of the manager was quite good.
Afzal twisted his body and walked out of the room.
“Yes, of course, Mr Crawford!”
Wilson wiped the sweat off his forehead before he took the Black Gold card and called the finance manager.
When Afzal came out of the manager's office, Vanessa was still busy explaining the ins and outs of Reventon to the young couple.
Vanessa realizes that the young couple will not be able to afford it now, but she feels it is her obligation to provide the best service to potential buyers.
He even took the time to explain things to the smallest detail.
“Wow, baby! This car is amazingly cool! No wonder it cost two billion and six hundred thousand dollars. My dear, when can we afford a car like this?” The young woman asked so much that she felt the thrill of sitting in Reventon's seat, she had fallen in love with the sports car.
The outside of the car is really cool, but the inside of the car is even more impressive. Everything is automated, overall is a blend of sophistication and indulgent luxury.
The woman exclaimed in excitement!
“Hmm... You must wait until I inherit my father's entire fortune.” The young man replied with a sour face.
“I don't care. Most importantly, I want to have a sports car someday! Eh? Honey, look! The poor man went back to looking at Reventon.”
The young lady sulked childishly.
When he turned his body, Afzal had already reappeared after he had disappeared.
And now he even checked the car's headlights.
Vanessa and the young man saw Afzal standing near Reventon.
Vanessa is upset.
“Hei! What the hell are you doing? Why did you come again when I asked you to leave? You think I'm afraid of you because you already reported me to the manager?”
“That's right! Some people don't know what's good for them. They don't know themselves.” The young man said as he lifted his watch once more.
Afzal looked coldly at Vanessa and said, “Nona, your work is not only related to sales, but also the service industry. If one day you know that the person you are trying to drive out is the biggest customer, won't you later be very sorry for yourself?”
“Hahaha! You're really funny and embarrassing. You challenge me? All right, I'll wait for that day. Now, can you leave this booth?”
Vanessa looked at Afzal as if she was a mentally ill person. Anger and disgust were evident in his eyes.
