Transmigrated Into a Big Boss to Snatch Away the Cannon Fodder

Chapter 75

Don’t know if it was because yesterday night he was really starving, but after Rong Qing finished eating the perfect meal and then had a sound night of sleep, when he woke up, he instantly felt spirited and refreshed.

He also just happened to receive a phone call regarding his Maserati, stating that the new car he ordered after the annual party had arrived.

The new car has arrived!

Rong Qing’s good mood became even better! Elated, he went to pick up the car and then drove it around for a spin.

Aye! No need for words! Driving a new car was really very satisfying!

After driving around, he still felt a little unwilling to part. Thinking for a moment, he snapped a picture of his new car and then sent it to the group.

[The platoon of heartless, money making machines.]

The glorious tyrant Rong: [Just picked up the new Maserati that I ordered a few days ago. The life of a car appreciator just isn’t perfect unless there’s a Maserati in the garage ah.]

The weepy little CEO Gao: [... the other party doesn’t want to speak at all so threw a lemon at you.jg]

The miserable prince Song: [Huh? Didn’t you have a Maserati before? Why did you buy another one?]

?

He took the bait!

Seeing what Song Xian wrote, Rong Qing instantly became energized.

The glorious tyrant Rong: [Aye. Isn’t this all because my company had an annual party a few days ago? I agreed to have one of the cars in my garage to be randomly picked for the big prize. So my recently obtained Maserati ended up being chosen. Since I gave that one away, of course I have to buy a new one.]

The miserable prince Song: [.... the other party doesn’t want to speak at all so threw a lemon at you.jg]

No wonder Gao Jiaxuan didn’t want to talk to Rong Qing! He didn’t want to either! 

Finished flaunting in the group chat, Rong Qing was still not satisfied enough. Only these two *diots knew just how wealthy he was. It didn’t seem good enough.

He pondered for half a second, then cheerfully created a blog for himself.

Lemon should be squeezed by everyone together. Only then can it be even more sour and even more enjoyable.

Ten minutes later. A newly approved big vlog swiftly sent out its first post.

[Rong Qing: My newly bought Maserati is here. My car life is perfect again. /picture]

Not even one minute later, some sharp eyed netizens immediately flew over to comment.

[Rong Qing! Is this the Rong Qing that I’m thinking about? Tyrant! If it’s you, then blink!]

[.... Pretty much impossible to mistake. This cocky sm*g tone. Just feel it for yourselves, guys. Originally I was wondering if tyrant Rong would feel some pain to give out a Maserati for free. The reality proved that my thinking was too poor. The lack of money restricted my imagination.]

[I… I only want to say. Tyrant, do you need a son! The type that can shout 666!] (Note: reminder again that Tyrant is homonym to daddy. And 666 means awesome)

Rong Qing saw the comments and instantly felt pleased.

Not bad! You guys have good tastes!

But anyways…

Rong Qing rubbed his chin.

Why is a netizen calling him tyrant Rong? Was one of them that *diot Song or little CEO Gao? That can’t be. One was working overtime. The other was busy with blind dates. They shouldn’t have time to do this? (Clarify: If you remember, RQ’s ID in the friend’s chat is The glorious tyrant Rong. That’s why he thinks it’s one of them. But the netizens are calling him tyrant because he slipped on camera and almost called himself daddy.)