Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

Chapter 342: Chapter 342: Compensation

Especially on the sides of the car body, large areas were scraped, and the car door even had a big dent, the front headlight had fallen off, never to return to its former beauty.

This would cost quite a bit, right...

Although I can’t tell the brand, it must be extraordinary since a film emperor uses it!

Even though she thought this in her heart, she certainly couldn’t admit it, so Tong Yan took the initiative, ”What brand is this car? The quality is so bad, a little scrape and it’s damaged.”

Captain Qian: ...

Miss Tong, even a great car could easily get scratched stuck in a concrete ditch like this, not to mention the more precious the car, the less it can withstand scratches.

Bo Yimo’s lips slightly turned up in an attractive arc, and he lightly said, ”This is a custom-made Bentley, the only one in the world.”

Bentley...

Tong Yan’s vision went dark; selling herself wouldn’t be enough for compensation.

A world-class luxury car.

Isn’t the most important thing about a luxury car the logo, don’t rich people buy it just to show off?

But why does the film emperor’s model have no Bentley logo?

If she knew it was a Bentley, she wouldn’t have voluntarily driven it; she’d worship it, offering incense three times a day.

Can’t blame her for thinking too much like a broke person.

After her parents died, it’s as if she lived under someone else’s roof all these years, acting as a stand-in for a few years, with daily wages to cover living expenses and her brother’s education so there wasn’t much money left.

Later, when she truly started acting, things gradually improved. Even though she became a movie queen and her pay was high, the agency took a large share, then to help her drug-addicted foolish brother quit, she tried all sorts of methods, for her so-called love, giving Qin Yikuo money time after time. Who would imagine that the bright and glamorous actress was actually living quite frugally.

So, Tong Yan = no money.

Bentleys are expensive themselves, not to mention custom-made ones that are astronomically priced.

But why would the film emperor use such an astronomically priced car without a logo?

Though she had accepted it in her heart, Tong Yan planned to deny it till the end. Admitting means paying!

”Young Master Mo, this car doesn’t have a logo, it might be a no-name brand from somewhere.”

Bo Yimo curled his lips, calmly and elegantly speaking a series of numbers.

Tong Yan: ...?

”The personal phone number of Bentley’s Vice President, you can call to double-check.”

After he spoke, Bo Yimo handed her the phone, ”Darling, should I call for you?”

Vice President...

Tong Yan shook her head frantically, still stubbornly persisting, ”Who knows if it’s a fake number or not.”

Bo Yimo’s cold hand held hers, pulling her to the driver’s seat, opening a compartment under the driver’s seat, where inside appeared a large ”B” logo.

The Bentley logo is a capital B, simple and understated.

Ha ha ha, playing a joke on her.

Who hides a car’s logo in such a concealed place, is it fun!

#WorldsOfTheRichSheDoesntUnderstand#

#TheWickedCapitalistSociety#

So, since denying doesn’t work, are there any other clever tricks?

Both witness and material evidence are present.

Tong Yan played dumb, ”Haha, this logo looks really nice.”

Bo Yimo glanced at the car nonchalantly, half-smiling, saying, ”Darling, the engine is burned out, not to mention other things, replacing an engine costs a few million, which isn’t cheap.”