"Oppaaaaa……. Does this make any sense?"

"You can say that again. Does this make any sense?"

Fifty-odd imported used cars had certainly filled the showroom and the lots inside and out as late as this morning.

Not one of them is left now.

The showroom, and the lots inside and out, standing hollow and empty.

Ha Jinseong and Go Aju looked at the dozens of short-form contracts in their hands, and looked again, their wits gone out of them.

Imported used or not, they were cars from the top line.

The cheapest of them ran to the high end of a hundred million.

Every one of them sold, including a Rolls-Royce at six hundred million, which anybody would call a serious price.

"Since when is opening-day money for a car purchase? Does this make any sense?"

Go Aju asked it, and asked it again, at a scene she could not believe.

"Khhh……. Listen to me. This kills my style, but I can't see for the tears! Ah! O Chairman~ be praised forever, and honored!!"

The takings on the floor, on opening day alone, run well past ten billion.

The paperwork for handing over the vehicles and all the rest of it was left to each buyer's legal team or attorney to sort out, and the cars were driven away.

The perfect job for the chief of a sales branch — sit here and count the money that comes in!

The chairman did every bit of it.

"Our chairman……. He's amazing! Standing up in front of that crowd, saying straight out that he has money, and declaring he'll go his own road……"

Go Aju's eyes went soft and hazy. She had not known that the handsome chaebol oppa who turns up all over romance novels actually existed in the real world like this.

"Girl~ pull yourself together~ your oppa here is just right for you~"

"Pff~ listen to him. Kikikiki."

Go Aju hit Ha Jinseong's shoulder lightly, laughing, as though she were embarrassed. Imagining is something anybody can do. She knows how to read her own place, too.

"Heh heh. Know…