Ye Fan reaches the Ferrari Showroom with taxi. After looking at him, all the saleswomen ignore him. He gets angry but helpless, as he can't do anything about the fact that they think he is poor and just here to broaden his horizons. Even though he is wearing a suit, they are ready to believe that it is rented rather than bought by him. Then a young and breathtakingly beautiful saleswoman enters the store and runs to Ye Fan while saying sorry.
"Sir, I am really very sorry. Sir, how can I address you?" says the saleswoman.
"You can call me Mr. Ye," says Ye Fan.
"What car would you like to see?"
"I want to see the Ferrari LaFerrari."
"Sir, it is one of the limited editions of Ferrari. It is worth a hundred million, and if you want to buy it, 25% of the payment must be made upfront. As it is not available in the store now, you can see its projection in the VIP section."
"So, can I see it?"
Suddenly, a familiar but mocking voice came to Ye Fan's ears. "You are just a beggar—how dare you ask about the legendary Ferrari LaFerrari?"
Ye Fan turns around and sees Liu Ruyan with the rich fatty.
Another voice sounded, "Mr. Kong!" a middle-aged man called out.
"Who are you?" asked the fatty.
The man, embarrassed, replied, "I am the owner of a company named King Electronics. I am responsible for providing chips to your company."
"Ohh, so you're the boss of King Electronics. Nice to meet you," said the fatty with a nonchalant attitude.
"Hey Ye Fan, this is called status, which you can't have," said Liu Ruyan.
"Could he have this so-called status if it was not for me?" said Ye Fan.
Both of them stuttered.
"You said I'm a poor beggar? See this." Ye Fan opened his bank balance after transferring the money from the system to his bank account.
"What? How is it possible?" Everyone counted the numbers in his bank account, which turned out to be 1.3 billion yuan.
"This must be just a photo!" Liu Ruyan shouted.
Mr. Kong was also dumbfounded. "His bank account is more than the worth of my company..."
"Now I will use this money to make your company bankrupt. You tell me, how should I do it? Should I buy a company in the electronics field or just smash the money into the stock market?"
"Huh?! It was written in the agreement that you can't enter the electronics field at all and that you can't touch my company in any way!" the fatty blurted out.
"Does that mean you just cut off my earning source and forced me to become a laborer after all I did?" Ye Fan said, his voice filled with anger.
"No—we were just afraid you would take revenge..." both Liu Ruyan and the fatty said in panic.
"By the way, it's a violation of the law. I'll file a complaint. But you surely were ready for that, thinking I was just a poor guy. But with this money, you can't stop me," Ye Fan said.
Later, the police came and took both of them away. They were punished and sentenced to ten years in prison.
"Stop hitting me! What did I do?" cried Liu Ruyan.
"We just want to hit you. What can you do about it?" said a woman wearing the same prison clothes as Liu Ruyan.
Liu Ruyan was stunned. Every few days, for no reason she could understand, she would be targeted by other inmates. They'd slap, pull her hair, trip her, and mess with her food. When she asked why, they would just smile coldly and say, "You know what you did."
But the truth was, she didn't. She couldn't figure out what she had done to make everyone in the prison hate her.
In the future, it was reported that a desperate woman was found screaming and sobbing hysterically in front of Ye Fan's mansion.
On the other hand, Ye Fan was satisfied with the car and paid the full amount upfront. All the saleswomen were furious at their own foolishness, having lost a huge deal and millions in commission alone.