And seeing the manager's strange gaze, Jin Lan and his companion could barely contain their laughter.
They were just there to join in the fun, and now, seeing the situation like this, they were of course ecstatic, even fantasizing about the manager's reaction if he knew they figured out the price by the model number—would his face turn green with anger, or even kick them out on the spot!
"Do you two really want to buy this BMW 800? This is the top-of-the-line model, and its price isn't something the average person can afford," the manager still upholding his professional ethics, asked again.
"Hahaha, manager, of course we can afford it, in his eyes, this BMW 800 is just eight hundred yuan, he can definitely cough up that much!"
Jin Lan's face was filled with mockery, and the manager's face immediately turned sour.
BMW 800? Eight hundred yuan?
Are you joking with me?
