Down in the underground garage, Qi Sheng led them to a Floret Silver A8.

At first, neither of them paid much attention.

The front ends of the A8 and A6 are indeed quite similar.

For girls who don’t know cars, it was impossible to tell the difference just from the exterior.

But when they opened the rear doors and saw the luxurious seats, sunshades, and other features, they realized this car was something special.

Understated, yet luxurious.

"Wow, this car must be expensive, right?"

Du Xinxin didn’t know much about cars.

But a car this fully loaded definitely wouldn’t be less than a million.

"1.3 million on the road. You could call it an entry-level luxury car, I guess."

Qi Sheng glanced at the two beauties in the back, fastened his seatbelt, and started the car.

He headed toward the Audi dealership on the East Third Ring Road Longtan Overpass.

With a budget of around 1.8 million, brands above Porsche were out of the question.

Besides, there wasn’t a new Panamera model out.

The Maserati brand was trash, its image ruined by online resellers.

After some thought, he returned to the BBA lineup—Benz, BMW, and Audi.

The A8 was stately, but not youthful enough.

’How can a guy in his early twenties not own a performance car?’

Within his budget, Qi Sheng wanted a performance car.

He eventually narrowed it down to two options.

One was the Audi RS6, and the other was the BMW M4 CS.

If it weren’t for the RS6, Qi Sheng would have definitely chosen the BMW M4 CS.

Its performance was also formidable, with a 6-cylinder engine producing a maximum of 460 horsepower.

But the new RS6’s performance was just too insane!

A 4.0T V8 engine, a max of 560 horsepower—its performance could only be described as savage.

It could even go head-to-head with Lambos and Ferraris.

What’s more, the RS6 was the wagon model Qi Sheng had loved most in his past life.

He had been obsessed with the generous curve of its rear end.

But back then, he couldn’t have afforded an Audi wagon even in his wildest dreams.

He couldn’t even afford a Volkswagen Arteon.

As the "strongest wagon on Earth," the RS6 was the ultimate choice for those who craved power and loved wagons.

When they arrived at the dealership, Qi Sheng had just parked the car when an enthusiastic young salesman came jogging out from the showroom.

He held two umbrellas to shield Qi Sheng and the others from the sun.

This level of service didn’t quite match the public’s typical impression of a car dealership.

But then again, Qi Sheng had arrived in an A8.

A major client like him naturally received completely different treatment from ordinary people.

Du Xinxin and Pan Yinuo, still sheltered in their ivory tower, felt a little awkward watching the salesman fawning over them.

He was offering them water and bringing snacks, making them feel a bit embarrassed.

Qi Sheng was much calmer and got straight to the point.

"I called earlier. You have the 4.0T Avant Performance Limited Edition, right?"

"Yes, we do! The car just arrived not too long ago. Only someone with your discerning taste is worthy of the strongest wagon on Earth."

The salesman enthusiastically sucked up to him.

Qi Sheng’s Gucci outfit, the Rolex Daytona with the rubber strap on his wrist, and the A8 he’d driven all screamed of his immense wealth.

"Let’s see the car first."

Qi Sheng remained noncommittal, his steps unhurried.

His greatest source of confidence was the 2 million coming in every month.

’If I can win over Du Xinxin and Pan Yinuo... that would be 4 million a month. 4 million a month is certainly tempting. But after the upgrade, my base monthly income will be 5 million. Three A-Level top-tier beauties would bring in an extra 15 million a month. My monthly income would reach a terrifying 20 million. That’s on track for over 100 million a year! 20 million a month... how amazing would that be?’

Just the thought of it made Qi Sheng’s heart surge with excitement.

He walked up to the "strongest wagon on Earth" that he had long coveted.

The Nardo Gray color gave it an aggressive, combat-ready look, perfectly capturing the spirit of a performance car.

The blacked-out grille, the large, black honeycomb air intakes.

The RS6 badge on the rear echoed the one on the front grille.

The dual exhaust pipes, along with the spoiler designed specifically for the RS6, made it instantly recognizable.

The trunk had plenty of storage space; fitting a few suitcases would be no problem.

21-inch five-spoke wheels, flashy red brake calipers.

The formidable performance of its all-wheel drive, zero to a hundred in under four seconds—an absolute performance beast.

A four-door performance car, it served for both family use and driving pleasure.

Qi Sheng nodded slightly. ’This is much better than a two-door car. Bringing an extra girl along would be really awkward in one of those.’

"Mr. Qi, this RS6 has almost every available option."

Base model RS6s are rare, and this one, having just been shipped over, was loaded with options to be used as a display model.

The full carbon fiber package was 72,800 yuan.

Carbon fiber elements were visible everywhere, from the front air intakes to the interior trim and the gear shifter.

The pair of carbon fiber mirror caps was 23,000 yuan, more high-profile than the silver ones on the S6.

The 21-inch wheels, a size up from standard, were a 32,800 yuan option.

With such open-spoke wheels, a more powerful set of ceramic brakes was a must—another 132,000 yuan.

The beige suede-wrapped doors and the dark gray Alcantara headliner cost 33,000 yuan as an option.

Fortunately, this car didn’t have the optional B&O sound system.

That one was frighteningly expensive, costing 82,000 yuan.

The Valcona leather seats with honeycomb stitching and the RS6 logo looked and felt fantastic—a 94,400 yuan option.

The rear seats in the standard wheelbase model were fine for the girls.

But for a man of his height, the experience wouldn’t be very comfortable.

But that’s how performance cars were. Few people bought them for comfort.

The matrix headlight package was another 53,800 yuan.

It was Audi, the "Lighting Factory," after all. What was the point without matrix headlights?

In total, the options added up to 510,000 yuan, on top of the base MSRP of 1.35 million.

With purchase tax, insurance, and other fees, the on-the-road price would be 2 million.

In reality, it was hard to find a suitable buyer for a car with so many expensive options.

Ceramic brakes costing over a hundred thousand, leather seats over ninety thousand—with all the options, the price shot up to 2 million.

You might as well add a little more and get an entry-level "baby bull" Lamborghini.

Qi Sheng’s request was simple: 2 million all-in, including registration, all handled by the dealership.

The disposable cash he had on him was only 1.85 million.

Luckily, he also had the 500,000 credit limit from the Diamond Card he just got.

Buying this car was no sweat at all.

The remaining 350,000 would be enough to tide him over until next month.

Naturally, the dealership was also eager to sell this fully-loaded RS6 to free up capital for more inventory.

And so, after signing a series of documents, Qi Sheng officially became the owner of the strongest wagon on Earth.

The dealership had also prepared a delivery ceremony for him.

It wasn’t as elaborate as the ones for female customers; the process was relatively simple.

They presented him with flowers and some small gifts, which Qi Sheng casually tossed into the trunk.

The entire car-buying process left Du Xinxin and Pan Yinuo completely stunned.

While they were still asking their parents for money, scheming and struggling for their 3,000-a-month living allowance, Qi Sheng, who wasn’t much older than them, had just splashed out 2 million on the second luxury car of his life.

The gap between people was truly greater than the gap between a person and a dog.

Sipping on the fresh-squeezed orange juice provided by the dealership, they watched Qi Sheng calmly sign the contract and then casually swipe his card.

The two naive girls found themselves inexplicably and intensely curious about this man they had just met.

On the way back, Qi Sheng was still driving the A8.

Handling the paperwork and registration would take some time.

It wasn’t until the car stopped at the entrance to Chuanyin that the two girls snapped out of their daze, a hint of reluctance in their hearts.

But out of a girl’s natural reserve, they couldn’t bring themselves to say it aloud.

"Thanks for driving us back! We’ll treat you to hotpot when we’re free!"

Du Xinxin was the first to recover, smiling as she waved her phone.

They had already added each other on WeChat back at the dealership.

"Of course. I just got to Chengdu not long ago, and it was great meeting you both. We should hang out more when we have the chance."

Qi Sheng didn’t show any strong interest in either of them specifically.

This put the two girls at ease, but also left them feeling a little disappointed.

’Does he have incredibly high standards? Is that why he’s not interested in us? But he definitely made eye contact with me a few times during dinner. He shouldn’t be this indifferent.’

The two innocent girls had no idea of Qi Sheng’s wolfish ambitions.

The guy was planning to catch them both in one fell swoop.

’Who could blame me? They’re beautiful, and the system designated them as A-Level beauties. Besides, if I don’t help these perfect-score girls through their transformation, am I supposed to let some other punk get them?’

In this regard, Qi Sheng was always happy to help.

Watching girl after girl transform from an inexperienced maiden into a mature woman with his help... the sense of accomplishment was simply intoxicating.