Money Only to Burn

Chapter 6

"Are you kidding me? You said you were lost to reality, but you were planning to buy a Ferrari!" Although Madonna was confused by this, she was still very happy for Cyril.

"I bought it for my boss. No, I don't have that kind of money, the account just takes care of some of his business. " Cyril smiled awkwardly. He didn't want to tell her that he was the heir to a very rich family, so he made up his reasoning. It's better not to show yourself.

"That's not bad. It's better than me making a sale here. " Madonna suddenly understood. However, buying a Ferrari for the boss is a pretty good job, compared to what he does.

While they chatted about the past, the other sales staff shook their heads and booed Madonna.

"Well! he must be very nearsighted. I think this guy's a bully, he doesn't have any money. Why does he talk so much?"

"Leave him alone. After all, since he is serving her, we do not need to accompany the poor man.

After that, if he wants to complain, and not us who will be punished."

"Yes too. Let them be! Look, there's another customer. "

While mocking Madonna, they saw another well-dressed middle-aged man enter the showroom. She Wears a famous brand suit; she has a luxury watch on her wrist and a beautiful woman on her arm. Now, this was a man who had class! Ok, let me serve him, this time!"

"No, it's my turn! I haven't reached my goal this month."

"Hey! Oi! You're trying to compete with me!"

Suddenly, all those sophisticated salespeople rushed towards this classy-looking man, eager to serve.

From the corner of his eyes, Cyril also noticed the mannerisms of the overbearing sales staff, licking the entirety of Mr. Rich, while they paid no attention to him at all. He's getting mad.

Cyril smiled slightly and immediately said to Madonna, "By the way, you don't need to introduce a car to me, I want to buy the most expensive one, right now. My boss is in a hurry. "

He wants to drop off at his classmate's party tomorrow. If he made a reservation, he would miss the opportunity.

"I was so fascinated with your company, that I neglected to introduce the car to you."

Madonna immediately took him to a black sports car that looked really cool.

"This is a Ferrari F12 supercar, which currently costs more than 5 million dollars.this is the best in our store.

You can drive it now. " Madonna said, in earnest.

"Okay, I'll take this one! Do you have anything else..something even more expensive, perhaps?. " Cyril intended to smash Madonna's sales record, and, in doing so, humiliate those who had looked down on her before.

"Cyril, are you sure you want to buy the most expensive one? Shouldn't you talk about this first with your boss? " Madonna doesn't believe it, but she's a little excited. He no longer recognized the man in front of him.

His actions had turned him into something amazing.

"Boss I'll agree. I want the most expensive one, "said Cyril indifferently.

"Your boss will agree, even without you consulting him?" Madonna looked suspiciously at him now. Who is this guy?

"Sorry, I need to explain. My boss has a thing for cars. He trusted my instincts when it came to buying it, "said Cyril, lying in shame.

"I understand. Looks like your boss trusts you a lot. " Madonna breathed a sigh of relief.

In that case, he boldly brought Cyril to the white Rolls-Royce and introduced her to him.

"This is a Rolls-Royce Phantom..It costs 10 million dollars. This is one of the most expensive that our store can provide, and you have to make a reservation. But I can help you apply for a discount from the manager.

"I don't need a discount. I'll buy it and pay the full amount. "Cyril took out a black gold SVIP card from his wallet. There is no limit to the card. He can use as much as he wants.

Madonna was stunned and her body trembled slightly. He's too generous! He did not even bid and would pay the full amount. He has been working at the 4S store for two months. He had never seen anything like this from a distance.

Seeing Madonna being frightened by her generous actions, Cyril immediately explained.

"Anyway, in spending my boss's money, I can help you reach your monthly sales target."

"Cyril, I don't even know you. You're too rich. Are you sure there's no need for me to bargain for you?" Madonna asked seriously with her beauty wide open now.

"Where do I pay!" He smiles.

"Good! Then come with me."

Madonna said as she took him to the check-out counter. When they got there, Madonna said to a middle-aged woman who was

responsible for raising money.

"Miss Galan, please accept payment for the following: One Ferrari F12 and one Rolls-Royce Phantom, a total of 15 million dollars."

Hearing this, Miss Galan gaped and she also began to tremble. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Cyril who was standing beside Madonna. He just doesn't believe.

"You sure you don't want to pay in installments?" Miss Galan said as he stammered. He simply did not believe that this ordinary-looking man was capable of buying two top luxury cars.

"No, I'll pay the full amount!" Cyril said first and then handed the black gold SVIP card. "Please!"

Ironically, just as Cyril was paying the bill, the rich middle-aged man, who was being swayed by the sales staff, seemed to lose full interest in buying anything. He immediately breezed out the door with his beautiful woman.

This is really weird. "Where did they do it?"

"They seem to be disappearing. Well, I'm sure wherever they go, they walk, because that kid can't afford a car! "What are you doing?"

I'm glad he's gone! I hate dealing with arrogant and grumpy losers, who have no money and waste your time. "

They all agree. However, just then, several office workers came out, whispering intensely to each other as they rushed past the showroom.

"Well, I always say, you can't judge a book by its cover. Believe you that the low-class-looking man bought our two most expensive cars! "

"Madonna has made a lot of money this time. I think he got 150 grand. "

"Yes too. I'm so jealous! " Hearing all this, the sales staff stood pale in stunned silence "Have you just heard that that person actually bought our two most expensive luxury cars? Or just imagining something?"

"No way, that's ridiculous! No way, that fool can afford to buy our product!"

"It seems to be right. Confirm with Miss Galan whether or not he bought our two most expensive cars. That can't be true!"

On their way to the check-out counter, who should they meet on the way out the door but Madonna and Cyril. Just paying the bills, their faces beaming.

Pretending to be concerned, they asked, "M-Madonna, what happened? Is there anything we can do for her?"

"It's okay, but I have to thank you for introducing me to a high-quality client. This is Mr. Woodley, who has bought two of our most expensive luxury cars, "said Madonna, with gratitude.

They are now dumbfounded. Shame and regret.

"You, you mean this guy paid the full amount directly."

"Alright, if you don't believe me, you can confirm with Miss Galan. Well, I'm going out to try the car with Mr. Woodley. I may not be back this afternoon. The manager has approved my cut, "said Madonna happily.

Today, not only has she met her best friend from college, she has also blown her sales target out of the water. He will get a cool bonus of 150 thousand dollars at the end of the month. It was one of the happiest days of his life!

Of course, he wanted to thank Cyril. So after handling all the procedures, she took a leave of absence and planned to invite Cyril out for a big meal to show her gratitude.

He smiled slightly, dismissing the sale. His mood is good now. He thought, "Let you look down on me. Now you can just be angry. "

He will try Ferrari now. Very cool, not to mention there is a beauty like Madonna who accompanies him.

Seeing Cyril and Madonna pitch happily out the door, the sales staff were very sorry. But it's too late.

It was the first time for Cyril to drive a Ferrari and he could hardly hide his excitement. He felt like a kid again.

"Madonna, where to go? Let me take you for a walk."

"Do you remember the place where our campus club used to host activities?" Madonna said nostalgically after she put her seatbelt on.

"Hotel Fragrance, let's go there." Cyril hasn't been there in a long time. When he was in college, he used to go there for dinner. He hasn't been there since graduation. Now he happened to meet his old friend, so he naturally wanted to go there.

As he drove the black Ferrari, the engine roared hard and it got them both excited.

He drove past the long guard of envious eyes.

"Cyril, when are you going to marry Tianna?" Madonna who was sitting in the passenger seat asked nervously.

"We broke up a long time ago. He ran away with a rich and handsome man, thinking that I had no money. "Cyril smiled slightly as if she was relieved of it.

"Well!!! It's his loss. " Hearing Cyril break up with her, Madonna was relieved and a little happy.

"What about you? You are so beautiful. Have you found someone? " Cyril remembers that when they were in college, Madonna had

many boys were chasing after him, but he rejected them all, even the rich and handsome ones. He said back then that he wanted to find a man who could match him in spirit.

"In this society, no one really appreciates literature. College is better without worry. I can talk to you all day about literature, stories, and novels. "

Madonna misses her college days. After graduation, things did not go well. The poetry and social spacing he emphasized was gradually eclipsed by reality. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to work at a 4S car dealership

"It was so good back then! Madonna, let me try to find you a new job, so you can do what you like. " Cyrill thought for a moment. With her pure Madonna character, she was simply no match for selling cars. Perhaps one day, his comrades would bully him again.

"really? What kind of job?" Madonna doesn't want to make any more sales even though she has no choice. Bills must be paid.

"Become a scriptwriter!" Cyril thought that he would return to the company in a few days. A good TV program needs a good script.

Although Madonna has never been a screenwriter, she has written many novels and stories in college. He has a great imagination and writing style that no one else has. As long as he was taught a little, he would become a good professional scriptwriter.

A scriptwriter, can I?" Madonna is eager to try. He loved everything related to words, not to mention that he had long wanted to become a scriptwriter.

"Well, I'm sure you have the innate skills for such a job. In addition, we will be co-workers in the future. If you don't understand, you can ask me, "cyril said with a smile.

"Then I'll listen to your ideas" said Madonna, dizzy with the thought of working with her.