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Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list

Chapter 130 - 128, Dad is shocked! How many cars did this kid buy?

Author: Not a hero me
updatedAt: 2025-08-16

CHAPTER 130: 128, DAD IS SHOCKED! HOW MANY CARS DID THIS KID BUY?

"But, this kid, it wouldn’t be about that Lin Wanting, would it?" Luo Lin thought as he saw his son acting all secretive. He quickly had some unpleasant associations. So, when the time comes, what should Tuan Tuan call me? Grandpa? Call Luofeng Dad? Just thinking about this situation made Luo Lin’s scalp tingle. It’s true that Lin Wanting’s family is indeed quite good. To put it bluntly, without Tuan Tuan, I feel that this marriage would definitely be a top-notch match. But... Sigh. I don’t want to think about it anymore. Let’s see what kind of tricks my son is going to play.

「About 20 minutes later.」

Luofeng drove his Audi R8 to his dad’s Jiamei Construction Company. Before even getting out of the car, he called his dad. "Hey, Dad, I’m downstairs; come on down."

"Oh, coming," Luo Lin replied and immediately hung up.

As the saying goes, ’what’s destined to be will be, and one cannot escape misfortune.’ He prayed his son wouldn’t give him any major shocks.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!" Seeing his dad approaching, Luofeng honked the horn a few times.

"Get in, Dad!"

"Son, what’s the matter?" Luo Lin asked curiously again, settling into the co-pilot seat.

"You’ll know in a bit, Dad," Luofeng smiled.

But his dad’s mood only grew heavier.

Soon, Luofeng drove the Audi to the Porsche Center. Luo Lin, lost in thought as he stared at his son, hadn’t noticed the surroundings or where the car had stopped. Luofeng had messaged Li Gaohua earlier, who said he was already waiting for them.

"Hey, son, why did you bring us to the Porsche Center?" Luo Lin finally noticed the signs outside and was puzzled.

"You’ll know soon."

Seeing they were at a car dealership, Luo Lin actually breathed a sigh of relief. If we’re not here to buy a car, then what else could it be?

He knew in his heart, though. This kid is up to no good. Is he eyeing a Porsche and wants me to pay for it? He has his own money; why doesn’t he just deal with it himself?

Well, as long as it’s under a million, I’ll grit my teeth and get it for the naughty child. After all, my son helped out a lot with that recent contract. Besides, we old folks have received many gifts from Luofeng lately. A son honors his dad, and a dad should... well, indulge his son. PFFT PFFT PFFT. What am I thinking? That’s affection.

"Dad, let’s get out," Luofeng said as they reached a parking spot.

Just then, Li Gaohua came over to welcome them. "Mr. Luo, good to see you." He then glanced at Luo Lin and greeted him too, "Mr. Luo Lin, hello!"

"Mm, hello!" Luo Lin nodded.

"This way, please, gentlemen," Li Gaohua gestured invitingly.

Soon, Luofeng and Luo Lin entered the Porsche Center. Normally, the showroom would be filled with various Porsche luxury cars, but today, the entire hall was conspicuously empty. Only a single, unidentified car, covered by a large red cloth, stood in the center.

"Mr. Luo Lin, this way, please," Li Gaohua said.

Luo Lin nodded, his curiosity piqued as he looked at the shrouded car. This fucking thing. It’s like opening a mystery box. My son couldn’t have ordered a high-end Porsche 911, could he? That model is incredibly popular with young people, but the top-tier versions cost over three million.

But his dad didn’t know that Luofeng had already bought one; it was just still on its way and was expected to arrive in a day or two.

"Dad, happy early birthday." Luofeng gave a subtle nod, and a staff member pulled the red cloth off the Porsche.

When the car was unveiled, Luo Lin, usually so composed, was visibly stunned and deeply moved. He sniffled, and though he didn’t cry, the emotion was clear on his face. He put on a stern expression and said, "Son, I swear, you’re squandering money again."

"Dad, that investment company I was involved with paid out another dividend, totaling over 30 million," Luofeng explained with a smile. "When we get home, I’ll show you the records. So, I bought a Panamera here in Capital City. Of course, Tang Tian had already told me about the 30 million dividend, so I also preordered a Porsche 911, but it’s still en route... It should arrive in a day or two."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding employees couldn’t help but gasp. Two cars? In total? That’s almost six million, right?

2.7 million? Plus 3 million... Luo Lin didn’t know what to say. Besides, it wasn’t appropriate to lecture his son in front of so many people.

"You recognize this model, right, Dad?"

Luo Lin stated directly, "How could I not? It’s the 4.0T high-end version—a station wagon with the heart of a sports car!" He was a Porsche fan, after all.

In fact, it was only after I truly became wealthy that I realized my family wasn’t as badly off as I had imagined, Luofeng reflected. My dad didn’t just earn a million a year; it was nearly two million. Plus investment income. I had no idea about the family’s hidden assets. Of course, it wasn’t billions or tens of billions, but there should have been tens of millions. But our past lifestyle? It didn’t feel like we had tens of millions, did it? It always seemed like, apart from the house, the family couldn’t even scrape together five million. But none of that mattered now. Perhaps they only started to slowly reveal the truth once they knew I didn’t need their money.

It wasn’t that they were reluctant to spend money on their son. They knew that if he developed extravagant habits, even tens of millions could be squandered. After all, once such a habit formed, even a mountain of gold and silver could be depleted.

"Dad, want to give it a try?" Luofeng gestured towards the Porsche with his lips.

Li Gaohua chimed in, "We at the Porsche Center have cleared the outer test drive circuit for Mr. Luo Lin. You can enjoy the experience to your heart’s content."

"Thank you very much." His dad excitedly took the car key and opened the door. Luofeng settled into the co-pilot seat.

Luo Lin carefully pressed the accelerator, and they drove out towards the test drive circuit. The powerful 4.0T engine roared to life, unleashing 550 horsepower. Coupled with Porsche’s much-vaunted PDK gearbox, the sensation was immediate.

As for the sub-four-second 0-to-100 acceleration time? Unfortunately, the test drive circuit couldn’t showcase that. Besides, his dad didn’t care much about such things; those were for younger enthusiasts. What he valued more in a luxury car were the driving experience and comfort.

"This car has a really high configuration! For 2.7 million, it’s truly worth it."

Worth it? Hearing that, I almost gagged, Luofeng thought. This configuration... If I didn’t think it was suitable for Dad, I wouldn’t have bought it and insulted my own intelligence, okay? But, one can’t put a price on what someone loves. Since Dad likes it, then it’s worth the price. After all, I genuinely thought it was very suitable for him when I bought it.

"Dad," Luofeng said, "I don’t think you should get too excited just yet. You still need to explain this to Mom."

Luo Lin, gripping the steering wheel, retorted, "Shouldn’t you be the one to explain?"

"What do I explain? My explanation will be that you gave me the money and had me pick up the Porsche."

Luo Lin nearly lost it. Was his son seriously trying to trap him like this? When had he ever asked his son to pick up a Porsche? But against this blatant scheme, Luo Lin admitted he was utterly helpless. He could only begrudgingly accept this huge setup.

"By the way, Dad, I almost forgot to tell you," Luofeng added. "I also bought a Ferrari 488!"

As Luofeng said this, Luo Lin slammed on the brakes.

"What? A Ferrari? A 488?"

"Yeah! So, how do you think I should break the news to Mom?" Luofeng asked with a grin.

"..." Luo Lin was speechless. He hadn’t even figured out how to explain his own 2.7 million Porsche yet. This 6 million Ferrari... you better figure out how to explain that one yourself, son.

"Son," Luo Lin suggested, "how about we try to keep this a secret from your mom together?"

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