In Jiangning Development Zone, the court rented a factory building of more than 20,000 square meters here, specifically used to store some seized materials.

Zhang Ze brought Chen Ran and Hong Kun to the gate of a large warehouse. Seeing this, the security guard frowned slightly.

"Uncle Liu please open the door. I'll bring someone to see the car."

The security guard was a man over fifty years old and looked a little arrogant. In the face of Zhang Ze's instructions, he just nodded lightly.

But don’t think he is too arrogant. Although he is a security guard, he is also a civil servant in the court. Not only does he have a large pension for retirement, but his daily benefits may not be less than Zhang Ze.

At this time, Hong Kun also got out of the car.

When the security guard saw him, he immediately changed his face and greeted him with a smile.

"Kunzi, why are you here too?"

"Ah, Uncle Liu, why are you here?"

The two obviously knew each other, Chen Ran was a little surprised, but Zhang Ze revealed the truth. It turned out that Uncle Liu was once a soldier under Grandpa Hong Kun and had also been the squad leader of Hong Kun's father, and was very familiar with their family.

However, because of my low background and I haven't studied for a few years, I have no chance to charge. After leaving the army, I went to the court for more than 20 years to work as a driver. I have just been transferred to the door recently and entered the retirement mode in advance.

Uncle Liu was a straightforward person. He heard that Hong Kun was here to collect the batch of auction cars, but he actually said in front of Zhang Ze: "Don't touch those cars. It's not worth it. I've seen them all. Except for 22 scrapped cars, there are 7 cars left that can be driven, and 3 cars need to be repaired once. The most important thing is imported things. If you repair them once, you can't get hundreds of thousands of dollars."

Zhang Ze looked embarrassed. Today was the second time he was slapped in the face on the spot. He looked at Chen Ran who was smiling beside him. He said angrily: "Brother Chen, don't worry, the price of 5.16 million is definitely not a loss. I can show you the evaluation documents from the institution."

Chen Ran doesn't care. He has a system. He only looks at the cost of the imported items. After a while, he will try them one by one and know the general cost. With 5.16 million yuan, all renovations will not exceed 6 million, right?

Of course, it’s nothing more than 6 million. By the way, you can also upgrade the system to a level, and you won’t lose money no matter how you calculate it.

When the door opened, a stream of ashes rushed over, and the air was filled with a faint smell of rust and a strong smell of mold.

The place where the vehicles are stacked is on the left side of the gate. Yes, it is just stacked. More than a dozen scrapped cars are piled together like bricks. In order to save a lot of space, they are stacked very neatly.

Chen Ran saw the blue Maserati CEO closest to him at first glance. It seemed that it was 18 3.0T luxury versions, with a landing price of about 150 W, but the price of used cars is estimated to be more than half.

There is also a Maybach S-Class 480 4MATIC collector's edition, which has a market price similar to that of the President of Maserati, but this car looks a little older, it should be a car that is about 2011 years old.

Sure enough, when I walked closer and looked at the interior through the window, Chen Ran was a little disappointed. The center control of the old Mercedes-Benz was a bit outdated, which was a lot of points, but the workmanship of this car was really good, and the leather seats looked very bright.

Judging from the appearance alone, it is impossible to see that these two cars are scrapped cars, which has to be praised by the two companies' car manufacturing standards.

The quotes for other cars were also over one million, but unfortunately, most of them were scrapped cars, and only 7 were still available for driving, and they were deliberately covered with tarpaulin.

Zhang Ze lifted the tarp of the first car. It was a Mercedes-Benz S450L, which cost one million yuan. It looked very new. It was probably the deadbeat who had just picked up the car and the incident was revealed. There was an acrylic valuation list on the car, which showed that the number of kilometers was less than 500.

The second one was opened, and it was a domineering BMW X6. It was also quite new. The front baffle was slightly concave and the sheet metal was probably deformed. It was not enough to be repaired for 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.

The two cars are only 7 cars that can be driven, which are relatively complete and expensive. The remaining five are a MINI coupe that costs more than 300,000 yuan, an Audi A6L that costs more than 700,000 yuan, a Land Rover Range Rover Aurora, an Audi Q7, and a cool Wrangler.

When Chen Ran saw the last car, he had a nifty vision. He had once imagined that if he bought a car, he would buy a Wrangler. He didn't expect that he would meet here today, which was somewhat of a surprise.

Today I came here mainly to see this group of cars that can be driven. On the surface, Chen Ran came to collect the cars, so he must act in the whole set of acting. He can't not watch the good cars seriously, but instead look at those scrapped cars.

Zhang Ze introduced these 7 cars that can be driven one by one, and said guiltily: "The estimated price of these seven cars is over 5.16 million yuan. Those scrapped cars are just treated as head licking. How about it, Brother Chen thinks it can be accepted?"

Chen Ran was not stupid and said with a smile: "Evaluation is valuation. The real market price is my most concerned issue. I have estimated these 7 cars myself. If they are sold smoothly, I will be satisfied with 4 million."

Zhang Ze nodded awkwardly. Now there are a lot of used car trading software on his mobile phone. If the market price is checked casually, he will have a rough idea. He knew that he could not fool Chen Ran, so he could only wait for Chen Ran's decision now.

Little did he know that Chen Ran was already happy at this time and he couldn't stop looking at the scrapped cars.

In addition to President Maserati and Maybach, he also saw a Porsche Paramela that was almost cut in half, and an extremely low-key Volkswagen Phaeton.

The most surprising thing is that there is an American version of Wuling Hongguang in the corner, and Chen Ran will never misread the logo.

Corvette, a supercar brand under the United States Chevrolet, has rarely been heard in China in recent years because the car logo looks very similar to Wuling Hongguang, and people occasionally tease it.

Chen Ran took two steps there, frowned slightly. The Corvette was already a little unrecognizable. The tempered glass hood behind it was broken into slag. The engine inside seemed to have traces of burning, and some conduit lines next to it were blurred together.

Hong Kun also discovered this Corvette and couldn't help but sigh: "The classic Corvette C7, the famous Le Mans champion car, the North American God of War in the minds of many people, was actually burned like this."

When Chen Ran heard this, he nodded in agreement, and then smiled and said, "If Brother Kun likes it, I will wait for me to fix it and I will lend you two days to open it."

Hong Kun was stunned and asked in shock: "Do you want to repair this scrapped car?"

Chen Ran nodded, wrapped his hands around his chest and said confidently: "This car is an unexpected gain. If it can be repaired, not only will it not lose money this time, but I will also make a profit."

"But, is it well done?" Hong Kun was not that optimistic.

Chen Ran smiled, patted his shoulder, and whispered: "Have you forgotten? I have a professional event maintenance team. Let's wait. After the car is repaired, it will definitely not disappoint you."

"So, are you sure you want to collect these cars?"
Chapter completed!