The Most Beautiful Coupe

"Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have accumulated an income of 1.62 million."

"Would you like to activate the Random Multiplier?"

As June came to an end, all three stores had completed their promotional top-up events. It was now harvest season for him.

"Activate."

Chen Pingsheng fixed his gaze on the two golden dice, secretly making a little bet with himself. If he rolled a four-times multiplier, he'd reward himself with a 600,000-yuan second-hand luxury car. If he rolled a five, he'd go straight for a million-yuan beast.

Luck seemed to be on his side. The first golden die landed on a three, and the second one on a two.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have received a five-times multiplier!"

"Ding! Your Alipay account has received 8,100,000 yuan. Current balance: 8.36 million."

He already had five million before this.

Then he had invested three million into building a massive cold storage facility in Shijingshan and another two million into opening new stores.

At the moment, three major storefronts on Shijingshan's main street were under renovation, with just the transfer fees alone costing 1.5 million.

Another 500,000 was allocated for renovations.

He had also found two more prime locations and was negotiating the transfer fees.

These two spots were even better than the second East Street store.

Together, their transfer fees alone would cost two million.

Trying to secure a good location for a fruit supermarket in Beijing with an investment under one million was nearly impossible.

Fortunately, money was no longer an issue for him. With another three million, the five Shijingshan flagship stores and the cold storage facility would be completed.

The expected grand opening was set for mid-July.

With over five million left in his pocket and his 30th birthday coming up, Chen Pingsheng quietly hailed a cab to visit the car dealership.

He already had his sights set—either a Range Rover or a Lincoln Navigator.

The same female sales associate from yesterday greeted him at the Range Rover dealership. She wasn't particularly enthusiastic.

After all, someone arriving in a cab to look at a Range Rover wasn't exactly the typical buyer.

The Range Rover was known as the Rolls-Royce of SUVs.

It looked great, exuded dominance, but had far too many quality complaints.

The price was also on the higher end.

After browsing for a while, he shifted his attention to Lincoln.

His reasons for choosing the extra-large Lincoln were threefold:

1. Spaciousness – Perfect for family trips.

2. Safety – Apart from large cargo trucks, every other car in its class looked like a toy beside it. It was a tank—only it crashed into others, never the other way around.

3. Price – 500,000 yuan cheaper than the Range Rover.

The 3.5T Blue Silver Edition had an on-the-road price of one million.

What he didn't know was that Song Yanxi had already picked out a birthday gift for him.

The Navigator also had a One Edition, which cost around two million.

Twice the price.

He glanced at it briefly. It was undoubtedly impressive but not what he had in mind.

The 3.5T Blue Silver Edition was already luxurious enough.

He paid in full and drove it home. The dealership would handle the license plate registration.

After all, if a dealership could sell luxury cars in Beijing, they could certainly take care of plates too.

A beast of a car. Sitting behind the wheel, it felt like the entire road belonged to him.

Dominance.

As he drove back to the company, he ran into his sister, Chen Qi.

She frowned. "Bro, where did you get another new car?"

"Just bought it. Looks nice, huh? We'll drive this when we head home this year."

It did look nice—too nice.

Chen Qi was speechless as she glanced at the Bentley Continental GT still covered with a car cloth nearby.

That was the birthday gift her sister-in-law had prepared for him.

Great. Now her brother had secretly bought another one.

Since when did buying luxury cars feel like shopping for groceries?

Her brother was getting more and more extravagant.

Yet, despite the lavish purchase, his down-to-earth demeanor remained unchanged.

To him, buying a million-yuan car was just an everyday expense.

His focus was still on running the company. Spending within his means wasn't something to get excited about.

Chen Pingsheng called Zhang Tao and the team for a meeting. He had already fronted the entire 8-million-yuan investment for Shijingshan.

Since each of them had a 7% share, they needed to contribute 560,000 yuan each.

Their previous investment in Beixian'an had already yielded full returns with extra profits, so reinvesting another 560,000 wasn't a burden.

He instructed them to transfer the money to Song Yanxi's personal account.

She had just spent over three million on a Bentley, and now she was receiving 2.8 million back.

She was, naturally, quite pleased.

The key focus for July was expanding in Shijingshan.

If they could dominate that district, their fruit brand would become a major player in Beijing.

Brand influence would skyrocket.

The meeting covered not only collecting shares from Zhang Tao and Liu Jing but also announcing new personnel appointments.

The store managers for the five new locations were chosen, along with the teams to be transferred there.

With a two-week adjustment period, they'd be ready for battle post-launch.

The advantage of chain stores was clear—money and manpower made planning seamless.

Unlike standalone stores, their competitive edge was on another level.

Once the meeting concluded, it was finally time for Chen Pingsheng's birthday.

Thirty years old.

After today, he'd be thirty-one.

In his hometown, a banquet would usually be held for such a milestone—unless you were single, of course.

He didn't throw a banquet but held a small gathering at home.

His sister-in-law, Song Wu, and his mother-in-law, Liu Fen, attended.

Looking at her son-in-law, Liu Fen had to admit—this out-of-town son-in-law had quite the presence.

He drove a million-yuan SUV.

A Porsche Panamera was parked at the house.

And his little sister casually gifted an Audi A4.

If only her younger daughter had been on better terms with him before… she might've gotten a car too.

It wouldn't be fair otherwise.

They were both her daughters, after all.

But the real highlight came when Song Yanxi, after sipping some wine, stood up.

"Happy 30th birthday, hubby."

Chen Pingsheng chuckled. "Thanks, babe. I wish you the same happiness every year. Let's have twin boys next year."

Song Yanxi's face turned red.

Seriously? Could he not say that out loud? Having kids was a two-person effort!

"Hubby, I have a present for you, but don't be mad when you see it!"

"Why would I be mad? I'd be happy no matter what you got me."

"Good."

Beaming, Song Yanxi pulled him outside. The others followed.

Only Chen Qi knew what her sister-in-law had planned.

"Ta-da!"

Under a blue car cloth sat an unmistakable shape.

It was obviously a car.

"Baby… you didn't buy me a car, did you?"

"You promised not to be mad! Just lift the cover and see!"

Chen Pingsheng pulled the cloth off, revealing the brand-new Bentley Continental GT Panda Edition.

A car that exuded both power and elegance.

Song Wu gasped.

She had liked the Audi A4, but this Bentley?

Absolutely stunning.

The most beautiful coupe, without a doubt.

The sheer artistry in its lines was breathtaking.

"Please don't tell me this is mine?"

"It is! Qi and I picked it together. You've worked so hard all these years—you deserve your own convertible sports car."

Bentley Continental GTs suited literally anyone.

The only question was whether they could afford one.

This woman… truly extravagant.

A simple fruit store owner driving a Bentley?

Even the in-laws were stunned.

But in the end, Chen Pingsheng didn't refuse.

Money was spent, but it could be earned back.

And right now, cash was the least of his worries.

In Beijing, there are plenty of people with assets worth tens of millions.

But those with tens of millions in cash savings? That's a different story.

The Continental GT was stunning, but Chen Pingsheng still preferred driving the Navigator.

Not that it mattered—his wife had already claimed the sports car as her own.

The moment he stepped out of the Continental GT, he felt a deep sense of fulfillment. He had lived up to his own "white moonlight."

From the day he married Song Yanxi, he had sworn to give her the best life possible.

Now, at just twenty-six, she was driving one of the most beautiful Bentley coupes and living in a cozy villa.

Their daughter, Chen An'an—aside from struggling with her studies—was perfect in every other way.

A life well lived, with no regrets for the ones he loved.

Seeing her sister driving a Bentley and turning heads everywhere, Song Wu wanted to say something but couldn't bring herself to.

In the end, it was Liu Fen who discreetly called Song Yanxi home—ready to hold a family meeting.