The showroom of Superior Motors was indoors. Unlike the cheap used cars displayed outside, this was to protect the cars from dust and dirt.
Inside the showroom were cars from popular premium brands like Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Audi, as well as luxury brands like Ferrari, Lamborghini, Bentley, and Rolls-Royce.
The cars were sparkling, clearly well-polished and maintained with great care.
"These cars are really shiny. Some even have multiple mufflers."
My father whispered carefully, concerned the staff might hear.
Though he'd hesitated outside, once he stepped in, his eyes lit up as he eagerly examined the cars.
"There are even cars without roofs. That one looks like a toy."
Seeing him excited like a child discovering a new toy lifted my mood.
Just being in a place filled with luxury cars already made me feel rich. The dignified elegance of the Rolls-Royce Phantom immediately caught my eye.
'Wow… that's cool.'
My father seemed to like the Ferraris and Lamborghinis, circling around the sports cars.
"This one looks like something an Orange Tribe guy would drive."
He was particularly interested in the Ferrari Portofino. He stretched his neck to peek inside, not daring to sit in it, so I opened the door for him.
"Go ahead and try sitting in it."
"Am I allowed to?"
"How can you buy a car without knowing how it feels to ride it?"
"You're right. I should try it. But… weren't we here to get your car?"
"It's better if we ride together."
"Well then, let's give it a try."
Smiling brightly, my father was just about to step in when a man rushed over.
"Sir! Sir! What brings you here?"
He sounded so urgent it was almost like he was shouting. His tone was laced with irritation.
'What kind of question is that? Obviously, we're here to buy a car!'
"Excuse me… sir, please don't sit in the cars."
"There was no one around, so I thought it was self-service."
His rudeness made us respond curtly as well.
"Sir, more importantly, what brings you here?"
"We came to look at some cars."
The man gave us a once-over. Compared to his sleek suit, my father's old one looked even shabbier.
That look on his face irritated me, so I stepped between him and my father, blocking his gaze.
It was one thing to judge me—but I couldn't stand him looking down on my dad.
"We only deal in luxury vehicles, so the prices are quite high."
Oh, that's how it is?
I'd come here because I'd read that the owner was known for being kind, but clearly this staff member, who probably hadn't even finished paying for his own suit, had other ideas.
"We're here to see some good cars."
My father, still cheerful, replied with a smile. At times like this, his obliviousness was a blessing. The man nodded reluctantly.
"Right… well, each of these cars costs over 200 million won."
"My goodness! This toy-looking thing costs over 200 million?"
Startled, my father let go of the car door. The staffer immediately pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the spot where my father had touched.
"Yes. You'll probably find cars more within your range across the street."
He didn't even make eye contact as he busily wiped the door.
He was even blowing on it—scrubbing with all his might.
Looking out the window, I saw the sign for a regular used car dealership across the street.
Was he telling us to get lost because we "look poor"?
"Is this how you treat customers here?"
I raised my voice loud enough to echo through the showroom. The employee jumped and turned around.
"You're telling someone here to buy a car to go elsewhere?"
"Wh-what do you mean?"
A middle-aged man, who had been helping another customer, quickly excused himself and rushed over.
"I'm Kang Woon-jae, the manager. What's going on here?"
The manager swiftly scanned me and my father's outfits. But unlike the young man, his gaze was far more delicate.
So subtle that if you weren't particularly sensitive, you wouldn't have noticed it.
"We came to buy a car, and he told us to leave because everything here is too expensive."
"Oh no… I'm very sorry. You should have been apologized to immediately!"
The manager hit the staff member on the back of the head and pushed it down to make him bow.
The employee reluctantly muttered, "S-sorry…"
"My son just started working here recently. Please be understanding."
The manager also bowed, smiling warmly.
Seeing his own father bowing, the staff member pouted.
"Dad, they're not even going to buy a car anyway…"
"And how would you know that?"
"Just look at what they're wearing. It's obvious."
"You little—! We'll talk after the customers leave."
The staffer stuck out his lips in protest.
"I apologize. If you forgive this rudeness, we'll repay you with the best service."
"The best service, huh?"
I didn't really need any special service, but the staffer's attitude still needed correcting.
"This way, please."
The manager guided me and my father to the office. On the way, he made sure to apologize to the other customers as well.
"I'm sorry for the wait. One of our staff will assist you with a test drive. Jinsu!"
"Yes, sir."
"Give our guests the best test drive experience."
"Yes, sir. This way, please, sir."
When we entered the office, the manager shut the door behind us. As he sat with two burly men, I instinctively scanned the surroundings. I also made sure my father was seated closer to the door, just in case.
The manager bowed deeply again.
"I failed in properly training my staff!"
"There's no need to apologize this much."
I didn't like when people tried to just smooth things over with words.
"Instead, we'll give you a 5% discount off the sale price and provide a weekly car wash service for three months."
"A car wash service?"
"You like wiping down foreign cars, don't you?"
The manager snapped at the employee. The young man's face turned pale.
"Dad, are you telling me to wash their car for three months?"
"Yes. I saw how hard you were scrubbing earlier. Didn't I raise you better than this?"
"But that's not what I meant..."
"Enough! Apologize to the customer and go wash their car for the next three months. Maybe it'll help you reflect."
"But..."
"Want me to cut off your allowance?"
The employee let out a small gasp and bowed his head.
"I'm sorry."
"This isn't the first time. You only reflect when it causes you trouble. What did I tell you?"
"Customers are... kings..."
"Exactly."
"But how can someone poor even be considered a customer?"
"I told you not to judge by appearances!"
"But..."
The manager gave him a fierce glare and the employee shut his mouth. The manager bowed again.
"I'm truly sorry. As my father said, I'll wash your car for three months."
"I apologize," the manager said again. It seemed like he was disciplining his son as well as trying to make things right, which made me feel slightly awkward.
Still, considering how the guy had insulted my dad, I couldn't help but feel a bit smug.
I decided to go along with the manager's lead.
"I'll let it slide this time, for your sake."
"Thank you very much."
"This is your last chance. Give them a proper explanation. Let them test drive the car too."
At the word "last," the young man's face turned even paler.
"Yes, Dad."
"I mean, Manager."
The employee bowed repeatedly. The manager nodded, stood, and offered a friendly smile.
"Sorry, but I need to go explain things to another customer who arrived earlier."
"Sure. We'll see you when you're done."
The manager bowed and left the room. The employee now wore a totally different, sycophantic expression as he rubbed his hands together.
"I'm sorry... Should I show you the Benz first?"
"The Benz? Let's start with the Bentley."
"Be... Bentley?"
The employee blinked in confusion.
Why? Is it hard to believe someone in this kind of outfit would be interested in a Bentley? Haven't met many rich folks from the countryside, huh?
I need at least a Bentley to complete this quest.
***
Scratch, scratch, scratch.
The sound of a pen echoed through the quiet office.
The Superior Motors employee's eyes were fixed on the stack of cash next to Kim Jaegu.
'Paying in full with cash?'
He'd only brought cash because the total exceeded the bank transfer limit, but the sheer presence of that cash was overwhelming.
The manager smiled as he looked at Kim Jaegu.
'To think he'd buy a 400-million-won car on the spot in full. He's definitely a big spender.'
It would be nice to earn more from financing, but if he's really a whale, this might not be the last time. It was better to keep him happy.
Since he was a young guy throwing money around, he was likely a business owner. That meant there could be future purchases for company vehicles, probably on installment plans.
The car he bought was a Bentley Flying Spur W12.
With its powerful 626-horsepower engine, it could accelerate to 100 km/h in just 3.8 seconds—a beast.
Its interior was second to none. Carefully hand-crafted by artisans, it had even won the top interior design award from a luxury magazine catering to the world's wealthiest 0.02%.
Just sitting in the car felt like lounging in a luxury club.
It was practically brand new too—only 6 months of use—and came loaded with options.
"The paperwork is complete."
Kim Jaegu sorted the documents and handed them to the manager. Just as the manager reached out to take them, Jaegu pulled them back.
"But..."
His gaze shifted to the employee, and the atmosphere instantly turned tense. The employee swallowed hard, hands slick with sweat.
The manager gently asked,
"Was there... a problem?"
"Well, the thing is..."
As Kim Jaegu hesitated, the employee's nerves frayed. If he ruined this deal, his father might kick him out.
On the verge of tears, he dropped to his knees.
"If anything at all was unsatisfactory..."
Kim Jaegu gave a small chuckle and waved his hand dismissively.
"No, it's not that. I just wanted to say the car wash isn't necessary."
While the employee had stepped out for a moment, his father quietly spoke to Jaegu, suggesting that while the employee had done wrong, there was no need to push him too far.
Since he had come with his father, he decided to follow his advice.
But the manager shook his head.
"No, a promise is a promise. I hope this becomes a good opportunity for him to reflect."
"If that's how you feel, then I'll accept it. Thank you."
Refusing too many times would've been rude.
When Jaegu handed over the documents, the manager added an extra clause to the bottom:
**[One car wash per week for three months]**
Then he stamped it, making it official.
The employee's face turned even more miserable as he watched the stamp hit the page.
'I really have to wash cars for three months...?'
His vision darkened at the thought.
And just as the contract was stamped, the numbers on Jaegu's quest updated.
**[Time limit: 1 day 4 hours 40 minutes 32 seconds
Remaining amount: 98.66 million won]**
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**[Trade executed: Gwangwol Bio - Purchased 472 shares]**
While wandering through the department store, his phone pinged with a report showing the program was actively trading in the background.
"Haha. Companies these days really do everything, huh?"
He took his father to a tailor and had a custom suit made. Though he could have shopped around more, they went back to the same place as last time because time was tight.
"Never thought I'd wear a tailored suit, thanks to my son."
His father seemed delighted, going on and on about how amazing tailored suits were during their entire meal. Even though he was mostly repeating the tailor's words, Jaegu listened attentively.
**[Time limit: 1 day 3 hours 5 minutes 25 seconds
Remaining amount: 95.54 million won]**
The suit cost around 3 million won, so he still had a lot to spend.
'The only things I can think of now are watches, bags, and jewelry… I wonder if gold bars count as an investment too?'
Based on past experience, gold bars probably would count. But he didn't have time to go buy any.
"Dad, is there anything you'd like?"
"After this suit, I could die happy."
"Let's not go there."
For now, he decided to check out some watches.
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As expected, the Rolex store was packed. There was only one model left over 40 million won, so he bought it in a hurry.
'A single watch costs over 40 million…!'
The sheer price made his heart pound. He briefly considered reselling it, but decided against it—not knowing what consequences might follow.
'With my daily profit in the hundred-millions, this shouldn't be a big deal, right?'
Considering his earnings, worrying about this seemed silly. The system that helped him make money told him to spend it, so he would.
**[Rolex watch: 45.42 million won]
[Time limit: 1 day 2 hours 20 minutes 24 seconds
Remaining amount: 50.07 million won]**
Next, he upgraded all the appliances at home for his family. With little time, he just picked the best and most expensive options.
**[78-inch curved OLED TV: 12.42 million won]
[Refrigerator: 2.1 million won]
[Dishwasher: 1.3 million won]
[Air conditioner: 1.2 million won]
[2 stylers: 3 million won]
[Dryer and washer: 3 million won]
[Robot vacuum: 1.2 million won]
[Time limit: 1 day 1 hour 50 minutes 32 seconds
Remaining amount: 25.85 million won]**
Even after buying all that, he still had money left.
'Looks like I'll have to buy some luxury goods.'
He had already bought things for himself and his father, but realized he hadn't prepared anything for his mother. Thanks to his ex-wife, he had some knowledge of women's designer bags.
Hermès was the most expensive, but Chanel seemed more fitting for someone his mother's age.
With no time to spare, he asked a Chanel store associate for a recommendation and bought one.
**[Chanel bag: 6.7 million won]
[Time limit: 1 day 1 hour 20 minutes 24 seconds
Remaining amount: 19.15 million won]**
He checked more watch stores, but there was nothing else available. With only one hour left and 19.15 million won remaining, there was only one solution.
"Dad, do you know Mom's ring size?"
"Her ring size? Why?"
"Just come with me."
They went to Cartier and ordered a diamond couple ring set that matched the remaining budget. His parents had started from nothing and didn't even have wedding rings. Their 40th anniversary was coming up next year, so it was the perfect gift.
**[Cartier couple rings: 20.84 million won]**
Once payment was complete, a notification popped up in the corner of his vision.
**[Time limit: 1 day 0 hours 30 minutes 27 seconds
Remaining amount: 0 won]**
**[Quest successfully completed]**
**[Your level has increased: Lv 1 → Lv 2]**
**[Please select your reward.
Clench your left hand for Option 1, or your right for Option 2]**
He swallowed hard and focused.
**[1. Daily minimum profit rate increase: 5% → 7%]
[2. Number of tradable stocks per day: 5 → 7]**