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"Who are you calling a bumpkin?! I think you've been living a poor life for too long and can't stand seeing others do well!"

The fat man was so angry that his face turned red, and he pointed at Ye Zhou's nose, about to start cursing.

"I'm telling you, I'm taking this 12 Cilindri today! Swipe your card now!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, puffed out his belly, and his arrogance reached its peak: "I'd like to see how long you can keep up this act!"

The fat man came from a mining family and hated being called a country bumpkin more than anything else.

Ye Zhou's casual remark just now undoubtedly hit him right in the heart.

The three service staff members beside him were overjoyed and hurriedly bowed and scraped, saying, "Mr. Chen, you're so generous! I'll process your paperwork right away!"

The receptionist remained unfazed; she had personally witnessed Ye Zhou and his entourage stepping out of a luxury car of the Rolls-Royce's caliber.

People who can ride in this kind of car can't possibly have a simple background.

Therefore, the receptionist's attitude did not become cold; on the contrary, she became even more enthusiastic, giving a detailed introduction to Ferrari's history and philosophy.

Inside this showroom, apart from a few actual cars, the vast majority are replicas of the originals.

Ye Zhou's gaze fell directly on the bright red supercar at the deepest part of the exhibition hall.

With its sharp angles and lines as assertive as a blade, it exudes an aura of dominance simply by standing still.

Isn't this cooler than a Ferrari 12 Cilindri?

"What is that?" Ye Zhou asked with interest.

He only knew the Ferrari brand, but didn't know much about its models.

"Sir, that's a LaFerrari, a flagship supercar from Ferrari. It has a list price of 2250 million and only 499 units were ever made worldwide."

A flicker of surprise crossed the receptionist's eyes, but she maintained her standard smile: "Therefore, the purchase requirements are very strict. First, you need to verify your funds; your liquid assets must be at least over 100 million."

"Secondly, you must be a long-time Ferrari customer—you must own at least five regular Ferrari models or three luxury Ferrari models to be eligible to apply."

Hearing this, Ye Zhou had no choice but to give up his idea of ​​acquiring the Ferrari LaFerrari.

Putting aside the stringent purchase requirements, the guide price of 22.5 million alone already exceeds his current budget of 11 million.

"Are there any cars in stock with a total price of just over ten million?"

Ye Zhou withdrew his gaze, too lazy to waste time on this, and asked directly.

"We just received a custom-built SF90 XX Stradale a few days ago, fully equipped with all options, and the final price was 10.8 million..."

The receptionist seemed to have thought of something, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she pointed to a model car and said...

"Custom-made?"

Upon hearing this keyword, Ye Zhou raised an eyebrow, a vague guess forming in his mind.

"That's right. In principle, the customer needs to pay a deposit first, and then the goods will be shipped from headquarters."

The receptionist nodded quickly and explained, "Due to the long delivery time, some orders could not be delivered as expected in the end."

"Therefore, there are some special slots that can be filled by substitutes."

"This custom-made SF90 XX Stradale was a spot that someone else cancelled."

At this point, the receptionist paused, her tone becoming somewhat nervous: "In contrast, the prepayment might be a bit higher than for a regular order. What do you think?"

Based on her years of sales experience, she could naturally tell that Ye Zhou's words did not seem to be false, otherwise she would not have proposed this method.

After all, the procedures involved are quite complicated.

"No problem, I can pay in full right away." Ye Zhou nodded.

The receptionist's eyes widened; it was the first time she had ever seen such a agreeable customer.

Full payment!!!

That's over ten million!

In fact, not only the receptionist, but everyone present except for the little girl Su Yutong showed an expression of utter surprise.

In this day and age, there aren't many people who can pull out ten million right away.

If you add up all assets such as real estate, cars, funds, cash, and even stocks to calculate private property...

There are a very small number of people whose net worth can reach hundreds of millions, or even billions.

But how many people can readily produce ten million in cash flow without realizing their existing assets?

It probably won't exceed three digits.

Take Ferrari's sales in the Chinese market as an example; more than 80% of the models sold are priced below five million.

As for the so-called purchase restrictions, they are purely pointless and just another example of the real estate tactic.

As long as you offer a high enough price, the purchase restriction condition is just for show.

Even Su Qing couldn't help but take a deep look at Ye Zhou.

She certainly wouldn't be unable to produce ten million in cash.

The problem is that even if she could produce it, she couldn't do what Ye Zhou did without batting an eye.

For a large company to operate normally, it is essential to have sufficient working capital in its accounts.

Even Su Qing would have to think carefully before spending ten million on a single car.

As for her current Rolls-Royce, she bought it simply to gain an advantage when negotiating business deals, and she even paid for it in installments.

As for her current Rolls-Royce, she bought it simply to gain an advantage when negotiating business deals, and she even paid for it in installments.

But what about Ye Zhou?

Ask for the price, listen to the terms, nod, and say you'll pay in full.

The whole thing took less than ten seconds, and he didn't even flinch.

Fatty Chen Tao stood there, his face turning pale and then red, completely losing his previous arrogance.

12 Cilindri, 6.5 million.

Correct

A custom-made SF90 XX Stradale worth over ten million.

Not to mention, the other party paid in full upfront.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

He had just been relentlessly mocking Ye Zhou, but now he felt a burning pain on his face.

Ju Jingyi stared blankly at Ye Zhou, her heartbeat inexplicably erratic.

She had seen too many tycoons in the entertainment industry who flaunted their wealth, acted extravagantly, and put on airs, but she had never seen a young man like Ye Zhou who dressed plainly, had a calm attitude, and didn't even flinch when he casually bought a multi-million dollar supercar.

After all, even wealthy mine owners like the one next to her need to pay in installments to buy a Ferrari 12 Cilindri.

This doesn't mean the fat man didn't pay the full amount; it just means the risk was too great and unnecessary.

If something happens and the business is disrupted by cash flow problems, he will have no choice but to sell off fixed assets, and the losses will be substantial.

No matter what industry you're in, there aren't many fools who can build a business this big; they naturally know what's important and what's not.

The live stream chat was already exploding with activity, the screen filled with a dense barrage of comments:

[A multi-million dollar cash payment! This is what a true low-key tycoon looks like!]

The fat guy who was yelling the loudest just now has fallen silent.

Holy crap, I knew Ye was rich, but I never imagined he was this rich.

[A mortal dressed as an ordinary person, yet capable of becoming a god – this is the true meaning of "playing dumb to fool the enemy."]

This is what a true master is like—no showing off, no pretension, just straight to the point!

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