The First Heir

This was the most savage statement Isabelle Ford had ever heard after so many years of selling Harley-Davidsons.

He just came up and asked her if they had 100 bikes.

Isabelle was stunned. After a while, she said bitterly, “Sir, are you sure you want 100? And you want 100 of the latest models?”

Philip nodded indifferently. “Right. Do you not have that many? If not, it’s fine as long as they are Harleys.”

Isabelle was stunned once again.

It was fine as long as they were Harleys?

Just how much did this man like Harleys?

“Sir, we only have 32 in stock. We just did the count this morning. We don’t have 100,” Isabelle said sadly.

Was this man really a nouveau riche?

When Philip heard that, he lifted his eyebrow and looked around. “Only 32?”

According to Philip’s calculation, he would at least need 100. Even though they only had more than ten employees, it would be fine if he hired more people.

This was the first time Isabelle met a client who wanted to buy 100 Harleys in one go.

She could not help but look at Philip up and down.

What if he was crazy?

that were already white from frequent washing and a white t-shirt. He was also wearing a pair of

this could afford 100

here

thought, it

want them?” Isabelle asked while controlling her

frowned and shook his head. He said, “You don’t

Hehe.

Isabelle smirked coldly. He

one. Why are you still pretending to

Isabelle said in a despicable way as

I’m here to buy motorcycles. 100. Do you have them?” Philip frowned. This salesperson did not have the enthusiasm

I don’t think you can even afford

shouting

come and cause trouble in the early morning? He must be tired

can afford them or

did she swallow a stick of dynamite this morning? Or was

Philip from head to toe and scoffed. “Sir, if you want to buy a car with two wheels, please go out and turn right. Yadea is just right there. A poor man like you should drive

A poor man like him

he can even afford a Yadea. He’s just here to take pictures and post them on his social

chuckled sarcastically and warned Philip. “Get out now. Not every piece of trash can come in

was agitated. These people were too snobbish. Did they not know that

he really

ran in from the door at this moment. She asked, “Mr. Clarke,

his head and looked at the Harleys in the shop. “Let’s go. They don’t welcome

us?”

overbearing salesperson, Agnes knew what was going

your manager for me,” Agnes said unhappily. She was trying to control her