The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 71

Philip snapped his fingers.

After that, ten tall waitresses with slitted cheongsams walked into the private room in a single file.

They were all holding delicate BMW boxes in their hands.

When the boxes were opened, the BMW keys were displayed for everyone to see.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

“F*ck me! What is this? BMW… keys? There’s about 100 of those. Philip, what are you doing? Are you changing your career to be a key maker?”

According to their knowledge of Philip, he would never buy 100 BMWs just because he was a nouveau riche.

However, he did spend ten million to buy the company and become the new boss.

The BMW keys, though… This could not be…

Suddenly, someone from the crowd sucked in a deep breath and yelled, “Gosh! Did you guys forget about the BMW bikes at the parking lot?”

At this moment, everyone sucked in a deep breath.

Right!

There were 100 BMW bikes in the parking lot.

They were still discussing heatedly. They were wondering which nouveau riche was hosting a biker party.

Was Philip the one who bought all of the bikes?

T-this was unbelievable!

“You’re right. I bought all 100 of the bikes,” Philip nodded and said nonchalantly.

Bzz!

Everyone was stunned.

“Philip, are you for real?” A lot of them were horrified.

“What’s wrong? I just bought presents for you guys. Plus, we’re delivery guys. We have to be fast, right? These babies will definitely be as fast as lightning!” Philip said.

A few of them had their eyes wide. They were staring at each other in disbelief.

“Philip, are you saying that from now on, we’ll be delivering the orders with these BMW bikes?” someone asked with his voice trembling.

“Of course,” Philip said. “From now on, we’re going to be the most ostentatious one in our industry. We have to increase our productivity. I have huge goals and I want to be the number one delivery company in Riverdale. Then, I’m going to expand the business all over the country. Agnes, are you confident?”

Agnes was shocked. She got up and nodded before saying solemnly, “Don’t worry, Mr. Clarke. I’ll do my best.”

Everyone raised their glasses and promised to work hard and strive for the better.

“Sir, your dishes…”

The waitress walked into the private room. She wanted to ask Philip about the dishes, but her eyes landed on the keys on the table. She was so shocked that she did not know how to speak anymore.