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?

changed. This guy’s outfit was very normal. He was wearing a pair of jeans that were already white from frequent washing and a white t-shirt. He was

this could

just here to be

Isabelle’s expression fell. After seeing Philip deep in thought, it made her even more sure that this guy was here to

do you still want them?” Isabelle asked while controlling her

and shook his head. He

Hehe.

He had just blown

can’t even afford one. Why

to buy motorcycles?” Isabelle said in a despicable way as she crossed her arms. In

you have them?” Philip frowned. This salesperson did not have the enthusiasm

pretend? 100? I don’t think you can even afford just one! Can’t you see where you are before coming

shouting in

the hell is he? How dare he come and cause trouble in the early morning? He must be tired of

afford them or not?

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

afford 100?” Isabelle looked at 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

joking. A poor man like him

walked over and jeered. “Do you see what he’s wearing? I don’t think he can even afford

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

snobbish. Did they

really look

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

his head and looked at the Harleys in the shop. “Let’s go.

us?” Agnes asked

overbearing salesperson, Agnes knew what

motorcycles today. Please get your manager for me,” Agnes said