?Mobile reading Qin Shi Building, underground parking garage. Chapter Eight: Electronic Book Huang Xiaoniu immediately greeted her sisters upon getting off the car, especially Su Wu, who had just joined the Qin family—she called her "sister" so warmly that Su Wu was absolutely delighted. Zhou Muzi held her hand, swaying back and forth, and asked, "Husband of my brother-in-law, what made you invite everyone here? Is there something important?" Qin Da Shao chuckled and replied, "This trip to Europe, I've brought you all some souvenirs!" With a wave of his hand, the previously empty space instantly filled with dozens of elegant luxury cars. The girls all gasped in amazement, and Huang Xiaoniu exclaimed with a voice that sounded like a soprano, "Husband of my brother-in-law, what's going on? You're absolutely amazing—how can you produce so many beautiful cars?" Qin Feng sighed, shaking his head—what he had produced was nothing special; he hadn't actually the ability to do that. These cars were simply borrowed from a wealthy client's garage in Europe. You'll find renowned sports cars like Maserati, Aston Martin, Ferrari, Porsche, and Lamborghini, as well as luxury brands such as Lincoln and Rolls-Royce. There are also several rugged SUVs, including Land Rover and Hummer. Zhou Muzi's eyes shone brightest, holding onto one of Qin Daxiao's arms and asking, "Husband, is this truly being given to us? Are we each getting one car, is that correct?" Qin Feng said seriously, "No, that's not right!" "Ah," Zhou Xiaoniu's face fell—she had already taken a strong liking to the purple-gold Maserati, imagining how exciting it would be to drive it back to Beijing and show it off to her classmates. Qin Daxiao continued, "It's not one car per person. All these vehicles are yours—how many you'd like, that's up to you!" "Wonderful! Husband, you're a star! Kiss!" Zhou Muxi kissed him on the face, then rushed toward her favorite Mercedes-Benz, spreading her arms and lying directly on the engine hood. "Xiao Feng, does this look appropriate?" Mei Hui said with some concern, "After all, it's not a vehicle acquired through official channels!" "These are all minor issues," he smiled. "The paperwork, registration—just hand it over to the right leader, she'll handle it effortlessly. If necessary, I'll let her have a nice meal at the end." "We don't need to worry about the car's safety at all. As for the rest, that's even easier—just have Hou Bo switch the driver's seat and passenger seat positions, and it'll match our country's driving habits!" With Hou Bao's capabilities, making such adjustments to the vehicle was nothing short of a piece of cake. "I knew you'd find a way," said Shu Jinghua, who immediately fell in love with the military-grade GMC Hummer—precisely the one Qin had been driving throughout his time in the Middle East. Just as I was about to claim it as my own, Qin Feng stepped in first: "You absolutely don't want to think about taking it, this vehicle is simply so masculine—girls really shine in sedans. I think a Lamborghini would suit you perfectly—sharp lines, powerful performance!" Shu Jing, the police officer, pouted higher and higher, speaking in a coquettish tone: "But I still love the Hummer!" "You can't be a 'strong girl,' understand? Just pick any sedan you like," insisted Qin, the young noble. "Oh, alright then," she said, obediently walking toward the neatly arranged Lamborghinis, ready to select the most impressive one. Fang Fang and Mei Hui moved toward their preferred models. Su Wu's garage also housed several luxury cars, yet she didn't show as much excitement as the other girls—she simply chose the same model of Aston Martin she had been driving in Europe. Only Chen Yue remained still, her expression calm, standing in place without moving. "Why isn't she picking one?" Qin Feng walked over with a smile. "I... maybe I'm not quite suitable," she whispered. "I'm different from them. Such a precious gift—I simply can't accept it. You know my father—he's so rigid. Last time you drove me home, it caused quite a stir. If I return in a luxury car, he'll certainly think I'm being kept on a pedestal, and he'll probably have me beaten senseless!" "He dares? Who in Qin Feng's family dares to lay a finger on me?" He reached out and gently wrapped his arms around her slender waist, smiling. "You're no different from them at all. Don't you think you're being too cautious. As for your father, let him say what he wants. I'm willing to treat you like a kept woman—no one will ever interfere!" She first struggled slightly, then settled with a quiet acceptance. Su Wu tested the car she had chosen and lowered the window glass. "Yueyue, this model performs really well. Why don't you take this one too? Then we'll have one black and one white car side by side on the road—guaranteed to draw attention!" "There are exactly two Aston Martins—one black and one white—perfectly suited for these two lifelong friends." "Okay, but I still don't know how to drive," Chen Yue said, a bit concerned. "Never mind," Su Wu pushed open the car door and stepped down, smiling, "everyone can teach you. Besides, the cars need time to be customized anyway—so you can practice driving, and both of you benefit!" "Then it's settled," Qin Feng declared. Soon, all the girls had chosen their cars. Though Qin, the wealthy young man, had said they could pick as many as they liked, each of them ended up selecting just one. After all, only true luxury buyers drive one car and tow another. The next step was to begin the customization work—moving the driver's seat from the right side to the left side was a must. Qin Feng also requested Hou Bao to make further modifications, enhancing the safety and stability of the vehicles, ideally incorporating bullet-resistant composite materials throughout the车身, ensuring true preparedness. While these tasks might be daunting for others, they were entirely routine for Hou Bao, a scholar with three academic degrees.