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Zong Wen was speechless.

He had known Zhang Yifan for so many years, and this was the first time he had ever seen him like this.

My old classmate, who used to be so stingy with every penny, now dares to come and see a Land Rover with a two million yuan reward.

This whole process went so smoothly that anyone who didn't know better would think he was rolling in money.

Fortunately, he was certain that Zhang Yifan couldn't afford it.

After all, 280 million is not 280 yuan. Brother Fan only has two million, and he can't just conjure up the missing hundreds of thousands out of thin air.

Once the scene was over, as his good brother, he had to find a secluded place to wake Fan Ge up.

It's understandable to feel a little smug when you have money, but you can't let yourself get carried away!

When the girl comes back, she'll definitely say she couldn't find a car, or she found one but it's more expensive. Fan will then find a way to back down, and he'll pull Fan away quickly, giving him a good lesson on the way back.

The young lady in black stockings returned from the office area, holding a printed list of available car information.

Her professional smile remained on her face, but a hint of amusement flickered in her eyes.

This young man must have been certain that such an expensive car couldn't possibly be available in China, so he deliberately asked about the most expensive one and whether there was any in stock, wanting to show off to his friends.

Unfortunately, there just happened to be a fully-equipped car available in Shanghai. Let's see how he ends up now.

She guessed that Zhang Yifan would definitely say awkwardly, "I'll think about it some more," and then slink away.

She'd seen this kind of scene many times. After a failed attempt to show off, there were usually two reactions: one was to pretend to answer a phone call and slip away, and the other was to say, "I'll come back another day."

She was mentally prepared to accept the result.

"Sir, I just checked for you, and there is a car in Shanghai that is currently available but not yet for sale."

However, that car was fully equipped with features including carbon fiber body kit, panoramic sunroof, rear differential lock, 22-inch forged wheels, semi-aniline leather seats, and OCTA exclusive interior package...

I selected all the optional extras, and the final price will be over 280 million.

Is this one okay?

After she finished speaking, she tilted her head slightly, a hint of amusement in the curve of her lips, ready to see how this show-off would get out of this mess.

Zhang Yifan reached into his pocket, pulled out a bank card, and handed it over: "Swipe the card."

The young woman instinctively bowed, took the bank card with both hands, and reflexively said, "Okay, please take your time..."

He stopped mid-sentence.

She looked down at the bank card in her hand.

The card had a black and gold finish, and the material was unlike any bank card she had ever seen. It wasn't an ordinary plastic card; it had a slightly cool metallic feel to the touch, and it was printed with English logos that she didn't recognize.

She had been in this line of work for over a year and had seen at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, credit cards and debit cards, but she had never seen a card like this before.

It is only valuable if you have never seen it before.

She looked up at Zhang Yifan, and a hint of shock finally appeared on her professional smile.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Yifan looked at her strangely: "I said I'd pay by card. By the way, how long will it take to pick up the car in China?"

The young woman's brain quickly rebooted.

She suddenly realized that this handsome young man didn't seem to be there to show off.

From the moment he walked in until now, every word he has said has been sincere!

She quickly adjusted her expression, resuming her professional smile, but her tone was much more respectful than before, and she bowed slightly.

"Domestic transport will be very fast! From Shanghai to Jinan, we'll use a flatbed truck. I'll expedite the process for you, and you can pick up your truck within three days!"

Zhang Yifan nodded: "Then go and prepare the paperwork."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment while you and your friend prepare the contract!"

The young woman handed the bank card back to Zhang Yifan with both hands, then turned and walked quickly towards the office area.

Her high heels clicked crisply on the exhibition hall floor, the pace more than twice as fast as before.

After turning the corner, she took out her phone and sent a message to the sales manager: "Manager, big sale! Defender Octa Black, available in Shanghai, customer pays by card directly!"

After sending the message, she leaned against the wall, holding her phone to her chest with both hands, and took a couple of deep breaths to calm herself down.

Then she quickly prepared the contract and POS machine, her fingers flying across the keyboard, completely immersed in the excitement of closing a big deal.

Only Zhang Yifan and Zong Wen remained in the exhibition hall.

Zong Wen grabbed Zhang Yifan's arm, pulling him around, his voice low but unable to hide the anxiety in his tone:

"Brother Fan! Run! Let's get out of here while she's still preparing the contract, or it'll be too late!"

Zhang Yifan's shoulder swayed slightly from the tug, and after regaining his balance, he looked at him with confusion: "We're here to buy a car, why are we running away?"

Zong Wen grew anxious, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead, and he tightened his grip on Zhang Yifan's arm.

"It's just the two of us, so stop pretending!"

Do you think I can't see through you? You used this trick to distract that girl so we could escape, right?

Okay, okay, I admit you really succeeded in showing off today. I almost believed it myself while I was watching.

From the moment you walked in until now, every step you've taken has been so convincing, I almost thought you really had millions in your account!

But Fan, if we keep pretending, we'll mess things up. What if that girl brings the contract and the POS machine and can't swipe the card? Where will we put our faces then?

Hurry, before she comes back...

"Who told you I was faking it?"

Zongwen's grip on his arm stiffened for a moment, but he didn't let go.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Yifan with an expression of facing certain death:

"If you're not pretending, then you're genuinely stupid! You really want to buy it?"

Fine... whatever, you're number one in the whole province anyway, so even if you lose face, you'll still have more face than I do.

"If we're going to die, we'll die together. I'll wait for you."

He released Zhang Yifan's arm, stood beside him, put his hands in his pockets, and started drawing circles on the ground with his toes again.

But this time it wasn't restraint, it was nervousness.

He silently prayed that if Fan Ge really didn't have any money in his card, he hoped that the young lady would consider their young age and not call security. At most, he would just be mocked a few times.

The young lady in black stockings returned quickly, carrying a printed car purchase contract and a wireless POS machine.

She spread the contract out on the coffee table next to the sofa, placed the POS machine beside it, and her voice was even sweeter than before:

"Sir, the contract is ready. Please take a look. The configuration list is on the second page, and the total price is on the last page."

Zhang Yifan picked up the contract and read it from beginning to end.

The configuration list was filled with a large number of options. He checked them one by one, and after confirming that everything was correct, he picked up a pen and signed his name in the signature column.

After signing, he put down the pen, took out the black gold bank card again, and handed it to the young lady.

The young woman took the bank card with both hands, entered the amount on the POS machine, and then handed the machine to Zhang Yifan.

The LCD screen displays a line of numbers: 2857300.00.

Zong Wen looked at the string of numbers and couldn't help but close his eyes.

He couldn't bear to watch the embarrassing scene that would unfold when his bank card wouldn't be able to process the transaction.

However, the POS machine made a "ding" sound, indicating that the transaction was successful.

The POS machine started printing receipts, and the hissing sound of printing was particularly clear in the quiet showroom.

Zong Wen suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Yifan, and then at the receipt that was being dispensed from the POS machine.

He was a little skeptical, then blurted out, "Seriously, buddy, you really bought a Land Rover?"