Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 185 - 186: Swiping Half a Billion!

"This is a benefit Wang Ping simply can’t offer you." Li gritted his teeth and played his trump card. No one could refuse a three-million-yuan luxury car.

The surrounding saleswomen were helpless. Li was the top seller year after year, and he had connections to the owner’s wife. Ordinary employees couldn’t afford to offend him. That was why he could offer clients better perks, and why most people chose to close their deals with him.

"Looks like Li is going to make another huge profit!"

"A fifty-million-yuan sale for the Yulong Wang Villa and the Yulong Terrace Residence. He’s definitely going to be the top manager in Jiangtian Province this year!"

"Exactly. Who could say no to a three-million-yuan luxury car?"

The staff muttered amongst themselves, resigned to the outcome.

Wang Ping sighed in defeat. Even Tang Yuehua felt it was best to sign the purchase agreement with Li. It might be unfair to the young man, Wang Ping, but a three-million-yuan luxury car voucher was on the line.

"Mr. Qin, what do you think?" Li asked, his face radiating confidence as he looked at Qin Long.

But Qin Long’s expression turned cold and disdainful. "I don’t even care about fifty million. Do you really think I’d care about your pathetic three-million-yuan car?"

Li froze, stunned by Qin Long’s words.

"Today, I’m only letting Wang handle the card and the contract," Qin Long stated, his tone exceptionally harsh. "Now, get the hell away from me!"

His gaze softened slightly as he glanced at Wang Ping. He didn’t know the young man, but from the very beginning, Wang Ping had treated him and Xuewu with respect, patiently explaining everything without a hint of condescension. The credit for this sale belonged to him. As the former Heavenly Dragon, Qin Long lived by a simple code: reward merit and punish wrongdoing. How else could he have led the million-strong Heavenly Dragon Army?

His response left everyone in the room utterly shocked. They suddenly felt a surge of admiration and respect for the man before them.

"Mr. Qin, Wang Ping can’t offer you any benefits!" Li blurted out, panicking. This was a massive deal, and he wasn’t about to let it slip through his fingers.

"Get lost," Qin Long’s voice grew menacing. "If you’re the one handling this contract, I’m not buying."

At these words, Li’s composure completely shattered. He had hoped to use his position as deputy manager to steal Wang Ping’s credit.

"Well, well, what’s all the commotion about?"

Just then, a beautiful woman in her thirties, wearing a black, form-fitting dress, approached gracefully. She carried herself with a cool, aloof air, her figure exquisite. In her hand, she held a purple fan, adding to her impressive presence.

"Director Zhao!" everyone immediately bowed their heads in greeting.

Director Zhao gave a slight wave of her hand, her eyes sweeping over the crowd before landing on Qin Long. As the person in charge of the entire property development, she had rushed down the moment the front desk reported that someone was about to purchase both the Yulong Wang Villa and the Yulong Terrace Residence.

"Director Zhao, Mr. Qin is buying the fifty-million-yuan villa and residence. I’m just arranging the three-million-yuan luxury car voucher for him," Li said, scurrying over to her like a sycophant.

The people nearby sighed. Everyone knew Director Zhao was Li’s cousin and always looked out for him.

"That’s not possible. A three-million-yuan voucher cannot be processed!" Director Zhao declared sternly.

She had her own calculations. Three million yuan was far too high. She might have tolerated a car worth a few hundred thousand, but not this. As the property manager, even with a fifty-million-yuan sale, deducting a three-million-yuan voucher would leave her with too little profit.

"Director Zhao, I already promised Mr. Qin," Li said, shooting meaningful glances at her. They had a long-standing agreement to split the profits from their deals fifty-fifty. But this was a three-million-yuan voucher...

Director Zhao paused, her expression conflicted. "Fine," she finally said, looking at Li with a serious expression. "In light of your many years of dedicated service to Yulong, I’ll approve it. If Mr. Qin signs the purchase contract with you and pays in full, the three-million-yuan voucher is his. I wouldn’t extend this courtesy to anyone else."

Li nearly jumped for joy.

"Mr. Qin, you see?" Li beamed. Now, all the arrangements were in place. As long as Qin Long signed the contract with Li and paid in full, he would instantly receive a voucher for a three-million-yuan luxury car. Even if he didn’t want the car, he could easily sell the voucher for over two million. It was basically free money.

Unless Qin Long was a fool, the choice was obvious. Then again, maybe he truly didn’t care about money, though that seemed highly unlikely. In this day and age, who didn’t love money?

Liu Xiaoyue watched Qin Long with a cold, disdainful sneer. Let’s see how long this cripple can hold out.

All eyes focused on Qin Long, waiting to see what he would do.

Qin Long gave Wang Ping a casual glance. The young salesman looked worried; even as a newcomer, all he wanted was to be treated fairly. Qin Long’s gaze deepened as he looked at the young man for a moment before slowly turning away. It was clear that even if he paid through Wang Ping, the commission would never reach him.

"Alright. Swipe my card and process the transaction immediately!"

Hearing those words, Wang Ping’s heart sank. He mocked his own naivety. Who would really give up a three-million-yuan luxury car voucher? Qin Long is just a normal buyer, after all!

Tang Xuewu sighed softly. Although she understood Qin Long’s decision, it still left a bad taste in her mouth. But based on what she knew of him, he shouldn’t be giving in so easily.

"Excellent! Wang, get some tea! Mr. Qin, please wait a moment." Li’s smile was so wide it almost split his face. He knew no one could resist this trump card. "Your card?"

"Here." Qin Long handed over the Purple Crystal Card.

Li immediately took it to the front desk cashier.

"I bet there’s only ten yuan on that card," Martin jeered. "Don’t make a fool of yourself!"

Qin Long ignored him completely, simply gesturing for Zi’er to enter the PIN.

DING-DONG!

A crisp, electronic voice announced, "Welcome, valued Purple Crystal Card holder! Deduction successful: fifty million yuan!"

BOOM!

The announcement hit them like a thunderclap. Li jumped in shock, and a collective gasp went through the crowd. They had all assumed Qin Long was just bluffing, but fifty million yuan had actually been deducted from his account. It was an undeniable fact.

"This... this...!" Even Tang Xuewu and Tang Yuehua couldn’t help but gasp in shock.

"Xuewu, how does Qin Long have so much money...?" Tang Yuehua stammered, her mouth hanging open.

"I... I’m not sure either," Tang Xuewu replied, completely stunned as she stood frozen in place. "It’s like... that card of his has no limit."

"Sister Xuewu, does Brother Long have lots of money?" Xuexue asked, looking up at Tang Xuewu with her big, curious eyes.

Tang Xuewu gently stroked Xuexue’s head. "Yes, he’s very rich," she said softly. "If he were buying lollipops, he could probably buy enough to fill an entire courtyard."