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Chapter 1979

Finally stopping his laughter, Mr. Ferguson looked again at the embarrassed female sales consultant, Lilith.

"My dear Lilith, I'm not criticizing you. You're a terrible judge of character! We're a Maserati dealership, not Ford!

You need to pick your customers. Don't just serve anyone, let alone bring everyone into the dealership. Aren't you

lowering Maserati's standards by letting such people into our showroom to choose a car?"

Mr. Ferguson looked tauntingly at Lilith and spoke with an insulting tone.

Lilith could not be more embarrassed.

Lilith had doubted earlier whether Sean and Zander could afford to buy a Maserati.

However, it would be rude to ask.

That was why she did not ask much.

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Mr. Ferguson taunted her, and she did not know what to say for a moment.

"How do you know whether I can afford it before I pay with my card?"

Sean said calmly instead of getting mad.

Mr. Ferguson snorted coldly and said, "Punk, I'm telling you, I've been a manager for years and have developed a

good eye! I can tell what kind of car a man deserves at a glance! You two only deserve Ford at best! As for

Maserati, you don't even deserve a rear-view mirror. Let alone a car or a tire!'

"Really?"

Sean calmly asked in reply.

"Of course! Look at your clothes. They look like you picked them from the trash. And look at me! I'm covered in

designer clothes! Look at Mr. Rocco. His clothes are bespoke! Punk, do you understand the difference between us

now?"

Mr. Ferguson pointed to his designer suit and pointed to Matteo's exquisitely made suit as he spoke smugly.

The heir of the Rocco family, Matteo, also cooperated by putting his hands behind his back and raising his head and

chin to accept Mr. Ferguson's praise.

He even said, The top French designer, John Vincenton, designed it for me. Forget about the fabric and exquisite

workmanship. The design alone is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars!"

Mr. Ferguson was immediately in awe. Besides that, he looked at Matteo with admiration and envy.

"You're amazing, Mr. Rocco. I'm no match for you!"

Matteo instantly raised his chin higher.

Mr. Ferguson looked more disdainfully at Sean and Zander.

Just then, a voice rang suddenly.

"Why is it so noisy here? What’s happening?"

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Mr. Ferguson's expression changed once he heard the voice, and Lilith's expression became complicated.

A handsome middle-aged man of about 40 years old strode over. He was energetic. Though middle-aged, he

seemed to be in the pink of health.

"Mr. Yale! Why are you here?’

He was Glenn Yale, the general manager of the Maserati car dealership. Glenn was not alone. There was a woman

with him.

The woman was none other than the Yale family's heiress, Lola Yale!

Lola instantly looked surprised when she saw Sean and Zander.

However, Mr. Ferguson said when she was about to greet them, "Mr. Yale, don't misunderstand. Here's the thing..."

Pointing to Sean and Zander, he said contemptuously, "These two East World Hotel staff came to our dealership in

tattered clothes, pretending to be wealthy. They also wanted to buy the most expensive and latest

Maserati supreme deluxe model. Fortunately, I arrived in time to stop the drama."

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